Chained Soldier Kuusetsu Novels & Stories

Minsan tinotopak din itong kaibigan ko, mabuti naman ang hangad ng lalaki, bakit pa ito nagagalit? "Hindi mo kasi naiintindihan Heina, yan kasing iyan eh—!" "Hoi anong ako?! You don't even know me much woman to judge me like that," saad ng lalaki. Kumuha ito ng upuan saka naupo sa harap ni Amber. Amber scoffed at his reaction. "Sino ka nga ulit?" Sabat ko. Napatingin sa akin ang lalaki . "Mr. Rain J. Keaning," sabi nito. Napatango ako. I know the Keanings, they own hectares upon hectares of bean farms both here in the Philippines and abroad. Kaya nangunguna sila sa industriya ng bean production.

The scouts were not here to save me they were here for blood. Then I spotted him. Kade. Tall and imposing, with cold gray eyes. He marched through the turmoil, barking commands, his sword dripping with blood. When he saw me, his lip curled into a sneer. “Still alive, stray?” he said gruffly. Without pause, he sheathed his sword and yanked me to my feet. I stumbled, legs too weak to support me, and he didn't hesitate. He produced cold, heavy iron chains from his belt, snapping them around my wrists. The metal dug into my raw skin, causing me to hiss in pain, but he tightened them further. “Move,” he barked, pulling me along.

An unconscious soldier was more useful than a counterproductive one. Sethlzaar stopped in his tracks, quiver empty, bow bloodied, a cut in his arm he had no knowledge of how he had gotten. He whipped a Merdendi's head with his bow, felling the man. He strapped it in place in one swift motion then drew his veils. Noem's men charged the field now. But something was wrong. The horde fought differently from what he had grown accustomed to.

🌑 Chains of Eternity The mist lay heavy over the wasteland, curling around broken stones and thorn-choked paths as if the world itself sought to blind them. The party trudged forward in silence, each step dragging with the weight of exhaustion. Kael’s chains stirred restlessly at his side, slithering across the ground like serpents. They pulsed faintly, a rhythm that matched the hollow ache in his chest. The hunger had become constant now, no longer striking in sudden waves but gnawing with every heartbeat. He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to stay in line, but his eyes wandered too often—lingering on Brann’s thick neck, on the blue vein beating along Liora’s wrist when she wiped sweat f

she projected her voice, hiding any fear she had. “Then please, recite after me; As queen I will protect all wolves who need protection. I will bestow my advice and knowledge for all who need it. I will follow my mate, the King in all his endeavors.” Klara repeated the words, glancing to Marc every now and then to see his proud, warm smile. Elsbeth took the crown of intwined thin gold strands from her head, and placed it on Klara’s. Adelaide brought forth a gold handled dagger, although this one had a blue sapphire encrusted in the hilt. She handed it delicately to Elsbeth. She nodded subtly to Klara, who nodded back, she’d been warned about this part. Elsbeth nicked her palm, before passing

"What kind of tattoos? Do you remember anything about their appearance?" The soldier's pale lips tremble, his gaze distant yet focused. "I... I couldn't see clearly," he confesses, frustration tainting his weak voice. "The chaos... the darkness... but I'm certain. They all had tattoos. A mark of some sort on their wrists."

I whispered to his ear as I pat his head. " Starting to think about it, the only blonde version that I know of is Version 4 our previous commander. But he's been dead for more than 3 months!" The soldier recalled with a frown. " He's been resurrected and been helping us in our fight against the Version Slayers in Katusha. I doubt that he would have the time to come all the way down here and capture a Flungoues just to give it to a woman he doesn't know. Not to mention, the man of our description was a blonde man with grassy green eyes like Kaen's." I informed him.

“That’s enough. I’ll bring you back to the dungeon . . . W-wait, they’ve escaped!” Too late for these two foolish soldiers, Chen quickly waves his hands in front of him that would place his both hands in ‘x’ form while his fingers are close. The two soldiers were now out of life. Bloods are everywhere. Some of it are stain on the walls and some of it are flowing from their body that was perfectly divided in between from their anus run thru in the middle of their eyes and onto the top of their heads. “You’re like an animal, Chen.” Keiynan suddenly appeared from Chen’s back while hiding his hand to his back.

“Get her to Raiken.” I caught Kiyomi around the waist as she tried to force through the barrier. She fought me. “Let go.” “We have to move.” “I said let go.” A serpent soldier lunged from the side. Cassian cut it down. “Argue while running.” He pulled Kiyomi’s other arm. Together we dragged her toward the western arch. Hayate faced the advancing guards. One man against fifty. The first guard thrust a spear. Hayate turned it aside and cut through the armour beneath the arm. The guard fell.

“...Now…you 4…release that lady…now…” What felt like an unimaginable scene unfold before them, the creditor thugs, were snapped back to a reality, by the same voice that trashed their young master. What standing in front of them, is a Silver Haired Gentlemen, wearing a dashing signature looks of a force that every single person in the City can easily recognized, An Aeternums Soldier Uniforms, but this man were simply unlike those that they have seen carrying a the famous fire breathing staff. But, instead he was carrying a sword on his hip. The moment he ordered for them to release their hand, they felt fear like never before, which made all of them jumped back and stunned in fear, not even