Crest Of Kindness Digimon Novels & Stories

KAIDA I stood between realms, a fragile dam against a rising tide of spirits. Following the light radiating from each apparition within the estate, I anchored as many souls as I could, ushering them into the afterlife. My body felt like a hollow vessel; I could no longer feel the ground beneath my feet, yet I moved with desperate resolve. I had to protect my pups and my mates from the Gashadokuro’s impending assault. I could sense its birth—a dark, rhythmic pulsing that hammered against my skin.

“Now girls, I am a Dhampir like you but, I am a little different. Do you know what a familiar is?” The two older girls nodded. “Well, I have a familiar,” Seraphina pulled the sleeve of her dress down to show them her marking. “Can you guess what it is?” “A Flutterby,” one of the toddlers shouted as she threw her hands up in the air. “A very good guess,” Seraphina lightly tapped her on the nose. “But not quite-“ “-A dragon!” one of the older girls gasped as she stared at the markings. “Yes, very good. So, I am going to shift into my dragon and you are going to fly home on my back with the others. Now my dragon is very big but, she’s very kind and gentle so, you don’t need to be scared, okay?”

He then turned to me and asked. “How about you, boy?” I was startled. “Ahmm.. Hawkeye of Dark Knight, 17. Best in operating latest gadgets like surveillance cameras and computers. In charge of infiltrating systems of target enemies. Just call me Miko Chan or better yet, Miko outside. Stargazer’s maintenance leader and Polaris’s waiter. I’m so glad to meet you JD-hyung! Oh, I mean, Black Dragon.” I nervously said offering my hand to him. His smile widens and accepts it.

He turned the body over, revealing a jagged symbol carved into the chest — a serpent coiled around a crescent moon. My stomach dropped. “You’re kidding.” “The Serpent Crest,” Damien said grimly. “I thought they were extinct.” “They were,” Sebastian said. “Until now.” I groaned. “Of course. Because things weren’t apocalyptic enough.” Celeste stood still, her face unreadable — but her eye. There was something haunted there. Like she knew more than she wanted to admit. And for a second — just one — she looked less like a noblewoman and more like someone who’d walked through hell before.

she whispered, as though our interaction was a confidential affair. I extended my hand, curious about her gift. Damaris took a pink crystal from her pocket and cradled our hands around the stone. A sense of genuine surprise and gratitude washed over me as Damaris revealed the delicate pink crystal. "When you please the spirits of the forest, freely and with a good heart, without expecting anything in return, the spirits become your debtors. You are good, Daliah. The spirits saw and appreciated this," Damaris conveyed with a genuine sincerity, and I noticed her eyes beginning to take on a pinkish hue.

I said and the murmurs increased. My gaze was drawn to Andrea and Lucas, who were shivering. They appeared afraid, and I chuckled; I would give anything to see them look that way every day. "How sure are we that you're telling the truth? Show us some evidence," a man who I suppose was a member of the pack's council asked. "Prior to her death, Luna Evelyn passed down the crest to my mate. As some of you may know, the crest is not a tangible object; it's something spiritual that holds power and was passed down to my mate," I replied and Athena stood up in front of everyone.

He landed with a thud and with one glance into this matte black dragon’s eyes, I instantly knew it to be Creed’s. “Jiminy Cricket.” Creed’s dragon walked forth. It’s gentle foot steps walking towards the pearl one, now that I just realized was mine. Both of their heads touched. My dragon still kneeled on the ground as the Black Dragon purred and rubbed his face all over her. My heart felt ten times bigger. Could I feel the Black Dragon’s emotions too?

"There are two goddesses of the moon, Altamira and Lunar. Lunar is the head of the moon, and she birthed the Lunar Crest." "That's how we got the name?" "Yes," Adrian answered. "Crest, I don't know about that one." Phoebe stood up and walked towards them. "Maybe it's her nickname or something." "It's not possible." Trevor said. "I will have to ask my grandfather about it." Tristan smiled at Luna. "My grandfather seems to know a lot about Lunar Crest." "I don't know what you both are doing in our ride. You belong to another pack, Cruter Toon."

Just to get end up with the one character with the most likes then run a battle of a happy ending' Koishi breaths out feeling the rays of the sun falling upon his face making his wine. "Sleep well, my dear Master" the voice of Damien sounded far away in the distance. Koishi could feel the burning sensation putting him off to sleep along with the warm sensation inside his chest. Hearing another beep made Koishi barely open his eyes just to see his name over the hologram with the one heart that was fully read a while ago turning blank. Likeable 1 > 0 Just to close his eyes, ignoring another beep of the hologram on the screen in front of him.

Adam found his way to my side in no time and his jaw fell open as I revealed the moon crest to him. His state of awe deepened as the moon crest glowed brighter at my touch. I picked it up and it continued to glow even brighter than it did before. Adam stumbled backward with his mouth still open as he kept pointing at the moon crest. “It glows even brighter when you touch it. That means you are the one it has truly chosen. It is you!” “You really think so, eh?!” I said to him with a wide grin. I carefully lifted the moon crest to my head. I had discovered that because of the way it was shaped like a half-moon, the moon crest could also double as a crown on its own.