Bendy And The Ink Machine Alice The Angel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

A boy about five or six is lying across a woman's body, crying no Papa over and over. I break the connection with Florence, I don’t even realise I am crying until Arrow cups my face “Angel, what happened? Where did you go?” I blink a bit confused, what does he mean where did I go. I am standing where I was. “Angel you zoned out for a moment” I look at them all “I just saw what I assume was your memories” I say to the woman who is watching me looking confused.

Angel leaned on Amber's shoulder and cried softly. Suddenly, Fred moved his finger and the machine beside him beeped, he had regained consciousness

Scoffing, I rolled my eyes and went to protest when the ass spoke. "Nothing is too much for you, Alice. Abigail here just told me that she loves your collection of dolls; she is hoping you would show her them properly." His voice was so full of sincerity that it had her beaming from ear to ear and me stamping on his foot with my boot. Seeming unfazed, he pulled his foot away, pushing me forward, and waved to me sarcastically as Alice took an iron-tight grip of my arm and pulled me over to her collection of creepy dolls or, as she referred to them… her children. She was reeling off each name as if I was meant to mesmerise them.

They are usually servants to higher-ranking demons, similar to an omega. God/goddess realm or ”Heavens” Gods/goddesses-Reference Greek mythology for any who are discussed Angels-any citizen in the Heavens that is not a God or Goddess. They are also immortal and wield white magic. Aside from white magic, their abilities include healing, communication through touch, aura reading (similar to mind reading but unable to hear specific thoughts), control over all the elements except fire, and telekinesis. High Guard-they directly protect the Gods and Goddesses, therefore, they are highly respected. There are 5: Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, and Jeremiel.

exclaimed Edmud confidently. "Then why do you dare to tell me? You're not scared?" Edmud smiled miserably, turning to me, and slowly shook his head. "You've probably heard his name before! Angel Aiden, he is the Angel in charge of giving grace to the bellies of the women of her choice who are above to give birth to cute babies! Once Upon A Time, Angel Aiden met a girl while he was on duty. An innocent girl who can see and also hear him. At first there is nothing strange about the interaction of the two, until he begins to take an interest in the girl's life, and falls in love with her."

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

I flung open the door, wailing, and threw myself into the arms of the visitor, my tears staining their shirt. But something felt wrong. Since when did Rachel develop such muscular and strong arms? Blinking through my tears, I looked up with a pitiful expression, only to see Jared standing there. I stumbled backward, whether from drunkenness or dizziness, I wasn't sure. In a swift motion, Jared caught me, wrapping his arms around my waist and drawing me into a comforting embrace as he gently patted my back. Regaining my senses, I pushed him away forcefully. "What are you doing here?" I demanded.

he assured, "-Besides you are not supposed to be overthinking and stressing yourself out." I sighed, "Okay if you say so." We finished our breakfast in comfortable silence. Xavier took half the day off to spend sometime with me before going off to work. The doorbell rung and Belle, the new maid, went to answer it. "Who could that be?" Xavier asked voicing my thoughts. Few minutes later she came in along with a man and a young girl by his side. "Avery..." Xavier whispered looking shocked. At this point the only question in my mind was who are these people.

And why had I been chosen to attend this mysterious academy? My questions were soon answered as a woman in white approached me, her bright green eyes shining with an otherworldly glow. "Welcome to Madland, where your destiny awaits. Please, give me your name and allow me to show you the dorms.” “Ammm… my name is… Alice.” “Alice what?” “Alice Abbott.” “Alright. Follow me please.” I followed the woman, still feeling a bit uneasy about everything. She led me to the dorms and showed me to my room, which was cozy and decorated in shades of green and white. I was relieved to have a place to rest and collect my thoughts.

“Rabid sonofabitch— Randy!” Subtly lowering the book resting on her raised knees, Parisa peered at her caretaker leaning alarmingly over the rooftop’s bannister; one hand gripping the rail while the other pointed a gnarled finger at the accused below. “Randy! I done seen you already! Leave that girl alone! Hear me?” Yarrow paused, head tilting to the side as though the person below had spoken just quiet enough to escape the creature’s hearing threshold.