Anime Characters Praying Novels & Stories

Yashvir replied. "Alright," Ahankara smiled at him. "But if you ever wanna do it, remember to do it with a calm mind, and complete belief in it. Close your eyes, join your hands, and just ask for whatever you want." Yashvir turned to look at her unconscious body laying in bed, and he sniffed. He turned back to the idle, and joined his hands together. He closed his eyes, a few more tears leaving his eyes, as he cleared his mind and focused on the only thing he wanted. Ahankara. He did not know what words to use in order to pray, but he was sure that if there was anyone up there listening, he would surely be able to listen to the cries of his heart.

“That is because when we are around him, we are good actors.” “You think.” We sank to our knees in prayers. “I think_” “Shhh.” Abby made a signal with her finger to her lips. “No talking in the temple.” Yeah, right. Well, since we are here I might as well lay my burden upon her, despite being angry with her. I closed my eyes to mimic Abby. Her mouth was moving. I guess this is the entire prayer mode. I will just pray to my own goddess. I haven't done that in like forever. I didn't think I can. All the same, I closed my eyes and drifted off.

The person has a body like Ary, she has fat legs like that of Ary just the face is unknown "God please nothing must happen to my Ary," I said a quick prayer then I felt a sudden grab on my shoulder "Diana wait," Kira said "And do what huh? What if it's Ary" I said to her

I shook my head, raising my voice so everyone could hear. “We will be praying to the Moon Goddess,” I began, slowing shifting my eyes around the circle. “But not for her protection, nor for safe passage. No, we will be praying for her to send her greatest weapon to wipe out this stain on her domain. There is no need to speak aloud, just close your eyes and pray in whatever way works best for you. Pray that she shines her light upon us, pray that she sees us through this nightmare. But mostly pray that she sends the Silver Myst.”

Ava's worked best when she refused to let panic become policy. She shook her head. "I am still here." Our bond carried the truth of it into me. Pain, yes. Fear, yes. But her will stood upright inside both. Below-Prayer speaks in the voice of everyone no god answered. That is the worst part. It is not lying about the abandonment. I turned to Below-Prayer. "You are summoned before the First Underworld Court of Qinghe." Aunt Lan pointed her ladle at the altar. "If that thing wants worship, it can help wash bowls."

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

now I can’t wait to meet her anymore. “What’s she like?” I ask Axel, Damon would not tell me. Axel’s smiles back. “She is super cool. We are interested in all the same things, she loves Anime just as much as I do. She make me wings, though it is the wings you bought to watch with our anime. She basically lives in all your tops right now. What else? Oh yeah Sadie’s favourite Naruto character is Jiraiya, so she’s got to be a pervert.” He gives me a bunch of useless information. Everything he has said is important to him. Not me.

Placing his hands on the ground, he closed his eyes and looked like he was bowing, touching his forehead and arms against the earth in a pose that made him look almost like an arrow. "Magnanime azura, vitae necisque dator. Aperi viam tuam terreno famulo tuo ut requiescam in ulnis tuis. " He murmured as light began to surround him and his nine tails that were usually kept hidden exploded out of him. "Tuo praesidio eget hic fessus viator. Quaeso, ut me vada et receptaculum sinas."

I sighed in frustration, rereading, and saw that I was chosen to be the one to do the sacrificial prayer and ritual. The annual sacrificial prayer and ritual held deep-rooted traditions that had been passed down for generations. The chosen one, adorned in the traditional attire, would be carried in a palanquin while performing the customary dance. The purpose was to offer prayers to both the Moon Goddess and the revered Dragon Goddess, symbolizing a connection to ancient creatures and seeking their blessings.

The priest's kind eyes met mine, his understanding and comprehension evident. He led me to a quiet, silent corner, away from prying eyes and eager ears. With closed eyes, he raised his hands up, invoking the divine energy that flowed through him. His voice resonated with the solemnity of his prayers, words weaving a protective shield around me. As the priest's prayers echoed through the hallowed space, I felt a surge of strength coursing through my veins. A renewed sense of purpose filled my being, bolstering my resolve to have my way in whatever I was doing in my life at all costs. With a final, heartfelt amen, the priest concluded the prayer.