Arifureta Volume 14 Novels & Stories

she instructed them. She went up to her room and came back down the stairs holding a huge box. “Ah— let me help!” Jack quickly offered assistance and took the box from her hands. “Thank you,” Auria quietly whispered. Jack went back to the living room and put the box on the coffee table. “What is this tho?” Mr. Tevyat asked, inspecting the box.

"That's it lil princess. There's really no need to be upset darling. No need at all. Your friend did what any normal human should have done in her place. It is hard to process. Remember how you reacted when you saw yourself. So you just need to understand. She's scared but that does not make her a bad friend " The mysterious voice was absolutely right. I was busy feeling betrayed, I forgot to think of how terrifying this must have been for Rachel. Suddenly I was calm, the room temperature back to normal, and when I opened my eyes, the glow was gone. Weird. "Phew, glad we got that settled" The voice said and I just shook my head. "How did you do that? What happened?" "Your powers define you A

However, she also possesses the insignia of the sun, and her appearance is clearly a replica of that of the first ruler. The clashing elements within her are said to be the outcome of a terrible curse imposed by Sephtis the day he slept with Hera while disguised as Lev. Arie suffered from the clashing of the powers within her during her manifestation, causing her to become emotionally unstable and weak. She was tagged as the weakest goddess in Nirvana. My body trembled while reading this part of the translation. I was wondering if Ari was aware of this since she was the one who wrote it and she was almost done with the translation, according to her note in a separate journal.

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Aria did not move for a long time. She remained anchored to the floor, her body as still as the reinforced walls surrounding her. It was not a paralysis of fear or an inability to stand; she was measuring. She had become a finely tuned instrument, recording every breath, every microscopic shift of her weight, and every small, discordant reaction occurring beneath her skin.

aura answered and ran off, Bigfoot was not one to mess with and she didn’t want to drag anyone into her mess. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Her door was ajar when she entered and her heart skipped a beat seeing he was not the only one sitting on her sofa, some of his men were with him and they looked angry. “Bigfoot” she called slowly as she entered, the aura flowing from him was very dangerous and she was really scared. “Aura, finally you are here” Bigfoot replied and stood up from where he was sitting before advancing towards her, “I thought that rich boyfriend of yours would interfere just like he did the last time “ he mocked as he puffed smoke out of his mouth.

Aria's POV ‎​I pushed the heavy oak door open and stepped into the Alpha’s study. Alpha Mich was seated on the plush leather couch, his aura a tangible wave of primal fury that made the very air crackle. His eyes, usually an ocean blue, were blazing a dangerous, aggressive crimson. The gaze of a powerful predator thwarted. ‎​“Mich,” I called softly, but he didn't respond, his jaw tight. ‎​“Damon,” I called, turning to the Beta who stood near the shadowed fireplace.

The humongous woman left with a sarcastic laugh together with her men. Ara felt her life coming down. But she's not going to stay still. She approached the most calm of all girls with her. She saw a yawning girl who's casually going to go back to sleep in her bed as if she's done this before. "Hey, can I ask you?" "Argh, same old shit," the girl probably a few years younger than Ara mumbled. "What the hell do you need?" Ara knelt beside the girl's bed. "My name is Ara. Where are we?"