Novel & Cerita Collector Hero

I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster. He dashes forward as if he will crush me and in reflex, I swiftly step back. But he stops in front of me and slides up his tinted visor so that I can see the upper part of his face. He tends me the helmet similar to his, except this one is in white colour.

she said when she opened her eyes. "He's supposed to be your bodyguard, Kim. Not your Bestie. He's not supposed to be 'nice' because being nice is not his job" Hillary said, relaxing in his chair. "I like Asher, he does his job well. He's efficient and tough. I like that" Kimberly groaned inwardly. He was tough alright. She knew that. "And he's supposed to be with me all the time.... Living in my apartment?" she asked.

- R H Y K E R "Captain of the White Knights, Akito Takeshi, Kai Takeshi and lastly the first commander of the army, Camélia Gran!" The guard announced, making me sigh in exasperation, I hate paperwork and if it's an urgent matter I should deal with it and solved it. My country is important to me, like my family and my girlfriend. There are three things that matter to me, I can't abandon one of them, it would represent death for me. "Your royal highness." They bowed down, I waved my hand and showed them where to seat. Akita stayed up while the commander and Kai sat down, lazy people.

They wore black-and-gold tactical gear, their faces hidden behind helmets that displayed a constant stream of "Narrative Data." "Subject 4-A (Silas Blackwood): Status - Rogue Heresy. Directive: Extraction," a voice boomed from the helmets. "Subject 4-B (Lyra Thorne): Status - Sovereign Variable. Directive: Re-calibration." They raised their rifles—weapons that didn't fire lead, but "Narrative Anchors." "They’re going to pin us to the script," Lyra hissed, her obsidian blade reaching its full, terrifying extent. She lunged for the first Collector, her shadow-wings creating a gale of violet starlight that shattered a nearby display case of "Designer Watches." Silas was a whirlwind of gold and

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Strapped on her back was a huge boomerang that was as big as her. She was very odd-looking indeed. Hikaru" Manor, Terrius. This is Galahad formerly known as V4, Kagome a Paladin, and Akari a demon hunter. They are the ones who help us save the villagers in the catacombs. This is Manor who is also known as Version 4.1 and Lord Terrius. They are the ones who help us cure the cursed mothers. " Hikaru introduced each of us to each other as he gestured to each one of us.

I despite Noel Hummingbird for being dumb and reckless, and most of all, I despised the killer x psychopath x heartless individual who had nothing to do but to reap innocent lives off someone who were doing him no harm. I just did not know if it was still valid to remain calm and peaceful, but to me, in my case, I already lose my all of it. If there was anything I was able to feel around this time, it was nothing but pure hatred and guilt. If only I was my father, if only I was the legendary detective Hercule Exposito, then may be none of this had ever happened.

The door closed. Angry? Did I do anything wrong? Suddenly, I felt something in my right hand. I looked down. There was a dagger in my hand. Symbols began carving on the silver blade. And somehow, somewhere, I knew what they meant. “Marfóir Deamhan,” I whispered. The meaning came to me like a memory that was never mine. My voice cracked, as I translated the words. “Demon Slayer.”

The name of each heroes present appeared one after another above their heads but not visible to any heroes present as they were being prepared to transport back to their original home. Name: Hunter Hale Age: 23 years old Identity: Hero HC5 Ability: Eagle Eye Additional Identity: Commissioner Hunter Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Common Heroes’ [A thin man but can easily see what was hidden inside the dust that most ordinary even heroes can’t do and can easily see people 1000km/l away from him with his eagle eyes] Name: Lotus Lekai Age: 26 years old Identity: Hero HC7 Additional Identity: Homeroom Teacher

He charges past us, planting himself between us and the danger like a living shield. Emily gasps. “He’s… he’s protecting us.” That’s when I see it, the reflective vest strapped across his chest. SEARCH & RESCUE DO NOT PET My heart leaps. He’s trained. He’s here for someone. He’s here for us. Footsteps thunder behind us. I spin, ready to throw another energy blast if I have to, even though my magic feels thin, shaky, dangerously low. But it’s not Jason. Liam bursts through the trees with two search‑and‑rescue workers behind him, flashlights cutting through the darkness. “Emily!” he shouts, voice cracking.