Novel & Cerita Avatar Ozai

They are all rigid in their suits without forgetting their precious earpiece. Goodbye to the little liberty I had. I will be nineteen soon and I was finally planning to have a boyfriend this year but unfortunately, I've to say goodbye to that also. Adios Azure. He is my long run crush, the brother of my friend Didem. Azure and I have just started to get along and we were finally planning to hang out but now I can't get out. I can't put my life in danger. It's as if destiny wants me to be imprisoned in this house forever.

My butterflies hovered over Xanthea’s face, dusting her with anesthetic pollen as I gently closed her eyelids, easing her into unconsciousness. My head snapped back, hearing footsteps approaching from behind. Another Azum — this one wearing glasses — walked toward us. I glanced at the one in front of me. “He’s my avatar. A clone,” he said. “He’ll assist you.” I returned my focus to Xanthea. “Ungh!” Xanthea writhed as the divine energy pulsed harder from the fang. “Begin transfusion!” I cried. “Quick!” Azum lay beside Xanthea as his avatar began chanting the transfusion spell.

He looked at April with a comforting smile. “Fucking sucks hah!” The distressed girl who cried and looked gloomy a while ago started laughing. “That’s better,” He offered his white handkerchief with a rose emblem on the side. “I’m Aizen, sorry for intruding your me time.” He introduced himself, and stood up from the bench. “Well, I shall take my leave. See you later?” “April, that’s my name.”

"One day, I will find my freedom. And you and Devin will see that I am more than just a tool." Vaxia's eyes flickered with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "We shall see, little Azure. We shall see." “Hah. I couldn’t believe how you can be a loyal dog to Devin. He deserves nothing but to be betrayed!” Azure's words hung in the air, a defiant challenge to Vaxia's unwavering loyalty to Devin. The atmosphere grew heavy with tension as Vaxia's eyes bore into Azure, his gaze filled with a dangerous mix of anger and disbelief.

One could tell that he was a highly-skilled fighter at a glance. A woman stood opposite him. She had short silver hair and thick makeup on her face. She was tall and burly at 1.8 meters. Moreover, she appeared to be a foreigner who spoke another language. “The man’s name is Zayn Larson, and I heard that he auctioned off an Ossiumol-100 pill from the Aeolus House’s auction recently. He has already made the breakthrough to become a master fighter now and is considered outstandingly gifted, so it’s only natural for him to be arrogant.”

"Yes, her name is Aria. She debuted from Kirito's company. However, she didn't take any projects after that" "Excellent work, Tanabe!" "Thank you, sir." Kurosava hung up the phone and looked at Vivian's magazine photograph on his phone's wallpaper. "Now, I can meet you, my love." - To be continued

Zeus asked watching As Vicoliz bounded her with chains and carried her on his shoulder. "She has the soul of Sango's wife, more like her the reincarnation. Her name was Oya. She has the ability to wield your axe and conjure lightning, and she is a powerful sorceress not to be underestimated." Vicoliz elucidated "So, she is more like my weakness" Zeus replied "If you say so" Vicoliz said and teleported away..... . . . . . "Let me out" Oya screamed as she threw thunder bolts at the glass pod she was placed in with the hopes of it breaking, but all to no avail.

Opening his eyes as eyes scan all over just to find no sign of anyone. "What? Who's there?" Koishi whimpered, looking down at himself, covering his bottom with one hand while the other covered his chest. Right then, just to see a body appearing sitting at the edge of the bathtub. Violet short hair with the silver color earring on one side of his ear, white eyes same as the plain skin making him seem like a ghost. Koishi could see through everything that was on the opposite side of him. Wearing nothing on top, showing off the blueish tattoo with the black border of a dragon under in the sky on his chest. This only made Koishi's eyes go wide in response, making him stand on his feet.

She suspected it only held a symbolic meaning, that they couldn’t have known it would be especially deadly to Kai as a dragon shifter, but she had to be certain. “Oza? How are you feeling?” He was lying up against the fallen dragon’s snout, and the difference in size made him look even smaller than usual. Or maybe that was also the clothes he wore, a loose desert robe far too big for him with vertical stripes of dark red and brown. The hood was pulled over his head, shielding him from both the sun beating down as well as the shower of sand that pelted him from a stiff desert wind just as Anzi reached him.

Azrael said and laughed sarcastically, her tone was clearly acidic. “Well, not anymore.” he beamed cheerfully, “At any rate, do you want a drink?” he offered her as courteous and modest. Azrael shakes her head and refused. She doesn’t get drunk but she thinks she drunk enough. And she’s not naïve to get a drink from a stranger. Azrael watched his lips twitch while he was weighing his next words. He pouted and anticipated that the girl wants him to go away if he won’t introduce himself. He stretches his left hand and said, “I’m Jaoqium, Jaoqium Luna.”