Novel & Cerita Fairy Tail Brain

I just decided that my father is suffering from a lot of things but I should add one more to the list, Memory issues. There is absolutely nothing alike between the human school I was attending before I was shipped to this glorified prison yard with a lot of criminals. Just that in here, that is the Faery, an alternate realm, no longer earth, it was deemed as a very good way to best your opponent. It makes children strong.

She raised one arm above her head, thinking. “You know Lolita, I’m not sure I even know what my type are. It’s very confusing, really.” “No, tell me, really.” “I think it has something to do with the brain?” She looked as confused as she sounded. “I like intelligent people; how about that?”

Darice looked at Ana in disbelief. "It doesn't say but the characteristics described are very similar to the Falkland wolf." "That book must have been written by a madman. Or it could be a wolf that looks like that." Darice still did not believe Ana's words. Ana just shrugged her shoulders lazily to explain more. They both went back to drinking coffee while busy with their own thoughts. "Hurry up and finish your coffee, class will start soon." Darice reminded Ana to hurry up. Ana glanced at the clock on her phone then nodded. The girl gulped down the remaining coffee half at a time. Darice just shook her head at that.

Without the help of master fighters, even an army would find themselves stumped in their mission to apprehend Zayn. Of course, not that Zayn would ever turn to the life of crime! That was a path down doom and death! “How powerful would it be when I’ve unlocked 50% of my brain capacity?” Zayn continued mumbling to himself, his eyes brightening in excitement. When that happens, I’m sure I could kill a random average guy on the street with just a look!”

“Huh?” “I guess your not alive. Are you a zombie now?” “Mmh.” I stifled a giggle. “Let me go get some human brains for you. I hear they are all the rage for zombies.” “Wait, what?” Rain cried, looking at me with a horrified expression. “I don’t want ot eat human brains, Lia! That seems a step to far!” “Rain, I’m teasing. I was just trying to gauge how aware of everything you are right now.”

I had two mafia leaders to deal with. Please let this Dominic guy have a brain I could actually get into.

The last comment trailed off with giggles. Listening to the ghosts' chaotic inner thoughts, my brain slowly began to melt like a pot of mush. Just then, the shy female ghost who had approached me first pieced together the notice fragments and proudly presented them to me. "You're a huge help. What's your name?" I offhandedly asked as I gratefully took the notice. She shook her head and looked blank with confusion. "Don't you remember your name?" I asked. She shook her head and drifted away, looking melancholy.

"I'm afraid, no. At least, I can't do it with my magic. Luna Eugene understands this better than anyone." "Okay. But, what can happen if we really try it?" "With magic, it will crash into the shield and break her more. She will end up losing her memory permanently or sustaining any damage to her brain." "Why brain?" Out of place, why brain? "Because the brain stores our consciousness. If anything happens, good or bad, the brain will send a signal for fighting or protecting." Sandra explained, even though it wasn't easy to follow. "That was what happened to Amerie. Her brain sent a signal to save her life, so she unconsciously let out both her powers in the powerful mode. And then they crashe

As Merfoy nag himself and look at them in surprise. “I wasn’t myself. My brother was half of me, if I act strange don’t hesitate to hurt me.” “But Merfoy, why don’t you fight him in your mind? Fight the devil he had in you,” King Ciaran said. “I can’t. I already told you that he is stronger than me when it comes to physical aspects and manipulation. It’s true that I’m smarter but he trapped my brain already. I can feel it, half my brain belongs to him. I guess I’m really defeated by my brother,” Merfoy said and look on the floor longing to cry but no tears in his eyes.

We laughed it up, and afterwards I asked my very first questioned again, “But, seriously though, did she maybe remind you of one of the mystic blood?” “I don’t know, she kind of remind me of a fairy, but she’s not petite or… I am so sorry to say this about your mate, she is not bubbly like the major trait of every fairy has.” Ficus told me the truth, I do feel her beauty remind me of a fairy, the enchanting kind of beauty, but she is tall, and have that brash attitude which is the opposite of the main trait of fairy folks. “She does have some quality but not most of it, which is strange…” I said to Ficus, while everyone around us cheered on the tv screen.