Novel & Cerita Avatar Atlas

POV: Echo “Yes, I would like to know your name.” Alpha Atlas confirmed, his voice so gentle I couldn’t stop my wide-eyed gaze from meeting his. His eyes and aura match the gentleness in his voice and touch. I found myself lost in his eyes, drowning in their green depths, never wanting to surface. ‘Tell him!’ Tala barked in my mind. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to speak.

She stood at 5'9" with a well-toned frame and an Amazonian astatic with her choice of clothing. Her bare arms and back are covered with tattoos of different animals from many different cultures. Walking outside and directly to the tree Hevenly had previously used as a shadow gate then proceeding to lean against the tree and speak quietly bit loud enough for Hevenly to hear) I know you don't know me yet and I know you use Negativity as a resource for whatever your currently doing, so let me make myself clear. I am Evelyn Kamahazara. Or Athena in your native tounge. While I shall not interfere with you unless provoked, know that only the strong survive on this planet. So if you play with fire,

"I gotta go." "My love..." Atlas couldn't complete his statement. His tears were already falling. Venusa embraced him and wept on his shoulder. "I'll be fine. I promise." Venusa said and Atlas nodded. With one final smile, Venusa turned around and disappeared. Atlas cleaned his tears and faced the approaching enemies. One turned and his eyes blazed with rage when he saw Atlas raging toward him. On getting to the wolf, Atlas grabbed him by his tail and swung him out of the way. Atlas recognized the wolf. He was Northwolf, the beta of Redmoon.

Anais pressed her lips together anxiously but the soft touch of her mate’s hand on her face helped to assure her that nothing was wrong. “You call me ‘Atlas,’” he said quietly. Anais felt her face slack in surprise. “Oh,” She said simply. “I’m sorry. I don’t know. I can stop if you want.” Atlas shook his head. “I like it,” he told Anais. “Many people call me Alpha Atlas, but mostly just my close friends and family call me Atlas. I wasn’t prepared for you to call me by my name so quickly.” Anais nodded. “You’re sure you don’t mind?”

It was unfortunate that the challengers could not kill or leave any permanent injuries, or Anders would definitely have Carville begging for mercy! At that moment, Carville suddenly let out a shout. He started to move his hands again and started to form some incredibly eye-catching seals. As petals entered Carville's back, the petals quickly combined to form an incredibly large flower. "That's Carville's world avatar?" Someone said with widened eyes. Lourain was not sure if that was correct, and turned to look at Fane. Fane nodded when he felt Lourain's gaze. The large, nameless flower behind Carville's back was his world avatar.

“I apologize, Your Graces, but—someone else wants to meet Lady Valentina.” I blinked, slightly confused. “Who?” Jarvis glanced up a bit, his eyes fell on Andres, and he quickly lowered his gaze, which aroused my suspicion even more. I narrowed my eyes at my suddenly cold mate and turned to Jarvis. “Who is it, Beta Jarvis?” I demanded. “Well,” Jarvis swallowed hard, “it’s the Alpha of the Shadow Crust Pack, Alpha Atlas Darwin…”

“And whatever you do, do not touch me.” I roll my eyes and nod. “I’ll avoid that like you’re the plague.” “Good,” he says firmly. The rest of the trainees leave the room, leaving only us, the Gamma, and a woman I don’t recognize. But something about her feels familiar, like I’ve known her before. “What you need to do is very simple,” Atlas begins, his eyes locked on me; cold, and devoid of emotion… yet beautiful. He has his father’s eyes, but his are a deeper and brighter shade.

Jacob said Yeah....yay

We shall retrieve my master, the 'key'. Soon in their victory, he shall be with his master and he shall serve him, the Key, who is Atlas, the grandson of Travan. Eleejah is witnessing the same scene as Zivlander through the windows of the escape ship, Oberon, as it flew stealthily above Atlantis, bound for escape. Anya and her servants were all busy around her trying to manipulate the unfamiliar consoles of the unfamiliar spaceship. They had never flown a spaceship before. They are trained to tame winglies and they were use to magic technology, not pure technology, but somehow the ship has a mind of its own.

"Let me just tell you and stop asking, damn! I want to go to bed early. There's an Alpha character, but this one is... A problem. We've only used it once, but I have no memory of it... Well, I do have one memory. I know he's the physical user and there is a huge downside to using him. So we don't summon him... I don't even know if he's conscious or if he is like Delta." After some thought, Midgard examined the skills screen closely in silence. "I understand now. So both fighters depend entirely on magic? It's no surprise that your physical body is not strong. However, I have something valuable to teach you. The perfect avatar is not Sigma, Gamma, or any other persona. It's your main body, An