روايات وقصص ضمن Bleach: Memories Of Nobody

[You have defeated The Glazed Kaizu] [You have cleared the dungeon] It didn't take long for the cadaver to dissolve in the ground, and out came the reward for killing the guardian of the dungeon. [Frozen Memories] LOCKED Type: Dragonblood Rank: V Description: A hollow crystal orb under which the memories of the glazed Kaizu are stored. “Memories...:” Amy walked home with one purpose in mind after she obtained the artefact from the dungeon. Klaudia will have to pay for sending her to the dungeon without warning, which is very dangerous.

⸻ Even the Keeper looked shocked. Because she had never seen this memory. ⸻ 🌙 The One Nobody Remembered The memory revealed three children standing beside the Silent Sea. 🌊 ⸻ Auren. ⸻ The Second Dreamer. ⸻ And a third child. ⸻ A girl. ⸻ Silver eyes. Dark hair. ⸻ Smiling. ⸻ Laughing. ⸻ Dreaming alongside them. ⸻ ❤️ ⸻ The city-sized shelves trembled.

But it was his eyes that had Rebecca’s hand locked firmly onto the hilt of her dagger. Lucian’s silver irises had bled into a blinding, solid white light, completely devoid of pupils, radiating a profound, cosmic power that illuminated the dark corners of the bedroom. He was staring straight ahead into nothingness, his breathing shallow and rhythmic, his entire anatomy acting as a living lightning rod for a psychic current that was vibrating through the stone floorboards.

I reached for the memory of the **First Day**. The memory of the little girl in the hospital bed, dreaming of a world that was better than the one she was dying in. I projected that memory into the void. The grey static didn't just flicker; it **Blushed**. The "Hollow" space inside Jax began to fill with the color of 1998. The smell of hospital antiseptic, the sound of a heart monitor, the warmth of a mother’s hand before she became a Director. The Obsidian-Glitch shrieked as the "Raw Humanity" of the memory began to "Corrupt" her silver wires. She couldn't handle the "Inconsistency" of a child’s fear.

I scanned through the crowd and saw unfamiliar faces drenched in misery; except for one— jet-black hair and eyes of silver-grey stared blankly as her coffin was slowly lowered down six feet underground. I watched him closely. He did not shed a tear, but I knew that he was a walking corpse bound to self-destruct. He had small wounds on his lips from biting down on them. He had scratch marks on his palms from clenching his fists too hard. His breathing was shallow. His eyes were blank. When she passed away, he died with heart. I wish it had been me lying in that casket. Maybe then those beautiful eyes wouldn’t be so sad. As if he could read my mind, the man I was watching darted his eyes towar

“Enough. You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. But you won’t get another chance. Mr. Wilson, come in!” A man in a white lab coat walked into the room, holding a strange-looking pocket watch. His expression was serious and focused. Without a word, he bowed respectfully to my parents and to Steve. Ben’s voice was cold. “Start the procedure. Extract her memories immediately. I want to know where Emily went.” “Yes, sir,” Mr. Wilson replied without hesitation. He moved to the machine, pressed three buttons, and then handed three metal helmets to my parents and Steve.

In the most violently unorthodox way possible. My mind drifts back to the white void, to the seven days of nothing. The attack from the edges. The flash of light that came from somewhere deep inside me, a defense I didn’t know I had. The Purifier’s Tears dissolving on my tongue, and the scent of pine and frost… Liam. Who are you? A memory? A ghost? A target? The phone buzzes again, a soft chime that cuts through the silence like a scalpel. I don’t move. Let it buzz. The world is scrambling, and I’m sitting in a sunbeam, pretending I don’t know the hunt has started.

He couldn’t remember it, but he healed it. And the black things that were on his back? They were gone, so Mayom knew he had influenced him? Nodding his head, he left and made his way back to his palace. Dao closed her eyes and tried to look into Melnais’s future. It was dark, and she couldn’t hear anything. Suddenly, piercing purple eyes snapped open and stared straight into her soul. It made her shudder, but it wasn’t dangerous. A smile formed, then soon a baby’s cry.

I tried to pull the events of my nightmare to the front of my mind but my tries were unsuccessful as I was faced with nothing but blanks thoughts. I ran my hand over my face grabbing my washcloth adding some body wash creating suds, being completely grateful to Ackeem who had given me the few items since I wasn't comfortable asking Taj even tho Ice had instructed me to. I ran the cloth over my body taking my time to clean myself since I had a lot of time before I had to be at work. . . . . . . . . . Thanks for reading ❤️‼️ Hope you enjoyed the chapter ❤️‼️