روايات وقصص ضمن Fem Gilgamesh X Shirou

At the golden eyes that were doing something I recognized from the texts I had read as a girl in the pleasure house library — the oldest texts, the ones about soulbound recognition, the ones I had dismissed as romantic mythology until the day the threads erupted in my chest in a ceremony hall and I had understood that mythology was simply history that had not yet been proven. Don't, I told myself. Don't let this matter. You know what this becomes. You've always known. I picked up the plectrum. "I'll play one more piece," I said. He said nothing. Looked back at his training notes. I played. The notes of the geomun'go moved through the cold mountain air of the east garden and he sat on the sto

The girl extended her hand, and together, they forged a bond that transcended the realms. The journey continued, with Morekish and the girl facing challenges that tested their courage and resilience. They encountered mythical creatures, deciphered cryptic riddles, and navigated through the mystical landscapes of the mountains. As they neared the heart of the range, the looming darkness manifested itself in a formidable force. Morekish, now attuned to the power of the mountain ash, confronted the malevolent presence with unwavering resolve. The air crackled with energy as he unleashed the ancient magic within him, dispelling the darkness that threatened to consume the realm.

she replied back pointedly. And Ariadne laughed, much to my surprise, but it was something that apparently not everyone reacted to in the same way. Despite how I thought it made the room feel more relaxed, I didn’t miss how Felix had flinched, her demeanour still incredibly tense from when the second Saintess had entered. “What is it? Why are you so scared?” I asked her. But as I asked the question, I remembered what she’d told me earlier. She’d said the man with green eyes was the most normal of the whole bunch.

making Koishi sign in response. 'I don't know why or how in the hell I woke up in a strange place or more like this Otome game Pleasure of Sinners. The place I was working before as an illustrator, making the characters' Koishi signs in response, still feeling the intense stare of the person who was said to be his butler. "Oh I also want to add that the healer is already half-dead by healing your previous jump from the balcony, then stabbing yourself, drinking poison, jumping in the water and many more, I don't really understand even though you knew how to swim how can you even drown"

“How bad?” Did this bastard witch truly care? When he and Arah had landed in that cave after descending from Shamibar, Roselia had been a wreck. The dark faes had broken her—not just physically, but mentally and emotionally. Her spirit had been shattered, clinging desperately to the hope of summoning some high entity to free her from the suffering. By some random cosmic twist, it was him her ritual had unwittingly dragged in. “Whatever I say is either gonna please you or upset you,” Gildeon said instead, realizing he wasn’t in a position to tell that story. “If you want the details, ask her yourself.”

As for the time difference he just thought of it as one of Semiramis power and doesn't think much about it. Issei - Ah! I'll be going Semiramis, Shishou. See you two later... He said with a small smile then both of them return the smile. After that Semiramis make a new dimension rift and told him to jump inside, and then he's gone. Semiramis - Now then, shall we do our share of work too, dear sister. Scathach - Umu, indeed we shall, sister. So they both proceeded with their plan, they both went searching for any potential wife candidates that would be worthy of their beloved.

Ok, well now that changed things a bit, the old man had a network of spies, did he? “What do you mean research into things?” I was exceedingly curious as to what research he was doing. What research could he do? Shamshiel opened his mouth to answer but was cut off as a female Nephilim approached. She was tall, almost as tall as Shamshiel and her long brown hair was wavy and hung to her waist. Her eyes, like all of his offspring, were a bright gold and I looked away quickly; not wanting to injure my eyes. “Usel” he greeted simply. She nodded.

Everyone held their breaths but it was already too late, they had already inhaled enough of the odorless gas to lose all their strength. "Wait a minute" Shiro said to himself as he struggled to keep his feet on the ground. "I know this voice" he thought as he fell to the ground alongside others. "Genji" "It's definitely Genji" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: Yang follows Shiro everywhere. He literally lives in Shiro's shadow

She sat down to adjust the shin guards around her legs. Uruel joined her. She was securing the laces of the metal piece more tightly around her shin. Her red hair shone in the light begging for him to run his hands through them. That someone like her would exist when he thought Goyre was the epitome of perfection amazed him. “Neither did I.” he confessed. “I expected to hold back to keep from hurting you but you pushed me to use my maximum power. Not even my men have been able to do that.” He looked at her closely. “You must have the blood of gods flowing in you.”

Doesn’t stop the she-devil from playing her little games though. As second or third cousins, it’s almost expected that Kimarra and I would marry to keep the lines strong. So she more often than not, pretends, just to get my but beaten by jealous Yon who don’t know any better. Part of my ‘training’ regimen. Since Akuma is the only title other than Soma you can have above S-class in the Shinkori ranks. At least beyond the wall. Here, females aren’t even allowed to fight. They’re forced into Meshin or healer status if they want to join the ranks. Every thought makes me crave for the comfort, the feeling of home. I wouldn’t even complain about chores.