Enzukai Mimic の小説・ストーリー

"But does that make any sense? You hit me. After that, you asked me to give you some pills. Are you serious?" "I don't fu*king care!" With its claws folded before its chest, Zhiluan was fuming with anger. Xiao Chen smiled bitterly. "I really should not have passed the Magic Mimicry onto Li Muxue." Li Muxue snorted with laughter. "There, there. Brother Zhiluan, good cat. It was my fault." After Li Muxue said that, she glared lightly at Xiao Chen. "From now on, if you dare flirt around once again, I will change into your appearance and wander around to bluff and deceive others. Hmph! You even dared to flirt with the descendant of the Ancient Immortal Clan. You are extremely audacious!"

Rosalies POV: I woke up with a splitting headache that had me feeling heavier than usual, making me come to an assumption of ōnoki the 3rd tuchikage paying me a visit during my time of obliviousness and using the: Doton kajūgan no justu, one that manipulates gravity allowing him to increase or decrease a persons weight at wish.

“There are echoes, too. Reminders of what we fight against. Core Prime’s influence… it seeks to infect everything. Even the natural world.” Riska’s device suddenly emitted a series of low, urgent beeps. “I’m detecting a localized energy anomaly,” she reported, her voice tight. “It’s faint, almost undetectable, but it’s… artificial. It’s mimicking the harmonic frequencies of this place, but there’s a hollow core.” Bima felt a cold dread creep into his stomach. A mimic. A manufactured flavor designed to appear authentic, to lull them into a false sense of security. It was a far more dangerous tactic than outright manipulation.

* the mimic demanded, *"or we'll carve him from your ribs." Eden stepped onto the battlefield, his veins blazing. "You want a king? Here's your *coronation*." Silver light erupted, not from his hands, but from the moon itself. The mimic and its horde disintegrated, their ashes forming a bridge to the sky. "Eden, *don't*!" Rhydian lunged, but Eden was already climbing, the plague-veins carving a crown into his brow. --- **RHYDIAN'S POV**

I snapped my gaze at him as I tried to decipher his words. “You mean they weren’t who they claimed to be? But wouldn’t someone have recognized them?” Both Finn and Ivan were quiet. “We weren’t looking for it. Someone could have come in and pretended. None of us asked the hard questions or really talked enough to make them give themselves away.” Finn clicked his tongue angrily. “It could have been a fucking mimic.” A mimic was a creature that little was known about. They were closely related to ghosts but their nature was associated with demons, yet their magic was similar to a fairy. They had the uncanny ability to ‘mimic’ any appearance of any creature. This included copying their voice and

The mimic turned toward us again. Liam and Aleksander blocked it, both of them swinging with everything they had. But the mimic didn’t fight like a person. It moved like a prediction. Every punch Liam threw, it dodged before the punch even came. Every time Aleksander grabbed for its arm, it bent its body at strange angles and slipped out like a shadow. Xves joined them then, his movements sharper, faster, more precise. But even he couldn’t fully catch it. It was like fighting a mirror that already knew your next move.

$$\Phi_{Total} = \sum_{i=1}^{n} \left( \psi_{Human\_i} \otimes \psi_{Mimic\_i} \right) \cdot \cos(\theta_{sync})$$ Where $\theta_{sync}$ is the phase-alignment of their shared intent. If even one group faltered—if the humans succumbed to fear or the Mimics to cold logic—the shield would shatter. The Ritual of the Anchor Aris, the Mimic leader, stepped forward and linked hands with Lucian. It was the first time an "Original" and an "Accelerant" had shared a direct neural bridge. "I will provide the timing," Aris said, his eyes glowing. "But you, Lucian... you must provide the Will."

She is right in the middle of the Louvre theater performance, in which she takes on a completely new persona, her posture , her power. The way her hands move as she talks. The girl next to her watches her, then laughs and covers her face with her hand. Kikyo replicates the movement in detail , right down to the way Kikyo 's shoulders lift a little as she laughs. I don't think I've ever seen anything like it. I look up to find Nobunaga smiling in satisfaction. - Now, as you can see, there shouldn't be any problem with her pretending to be whatever you need it to be.”

Ashley rubbed her forehead slightly but refused to turn around. "Keller, can you please drag her out of here?" "I am sorry but Cassie is actually right." Keller surprisingly said, "But I'll do just like you say and drag her out of here." Before Cassie could react, Keller mumbled a few words. "What did you do?" Cassie asked with a sigh. "It's called the mimic spell. You'll do exactly as I do." Keller replied with a smile.

V1 mocked with a smile. " Ai! Rei! Mait!" A fake sheep yelled at the crowd. Suddenly from the back, a fake sheep was hurled at Manor. It was much different than the normal fake sheep, it was slightly bigger. Manor was ready to slice it up but when it came nearer it turned into mental. Manor was surprised at it and was barely able to deflect it away. The mental fake sheep crashed and crushed other fake sheeps killing some off. Terrius immediately scans the area looking for something. " Ai! Rei! Inu! Kit! Dom!"