Genshin Impact Reacts: Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

When doubt crept in, the vision rewrote itself—our camp in flames, my friends’ bodies broken. The shard wasn’t prophecy. It was a loom. And my thoughts were the hands weaving. RICO'S POV Her entire body trembled. Her veins glowed like molten rivers as fire erupted from her eyes. "Xenia!" I screamed, but the fire stopped me and I had to cover my face. Elric was shaky and pale. "It's reacting to her wishes... Gods assist us; she is influencing reality.” The air abruptly broke as her scream split the chamber.

“Then we rewrite the system before it rewrites us.” Adam stared at her pride and love mingling in his gaze. “You’ve learned too much from me.” “Maybe,” she said, squeezing his hand tighter. “But this time, I’m the one in control.” Her eyes began to glow golden, fierce, alive. Streams of code surged from her fingertips into the air, rewriting the parameters. The white void rippled, shifting colors, the fragments obeying her. Adam’s expression softened, awe flickering through his fading features. “You’re… doing it.”

It would be magic between them tomorrow morning and he couldn't even wait. *** *** A/N// So this is...well this is it...I don't care what you guys think, these two are both precious... They don't know how to react to their emotions... Celeste cries and Zillon gets angry, they both need to be fixed😩 Zillon's way of expressing himself is rather harsh, but at least he accepts his wrongs and tries to amend them... Anyways who thinks they'll get to see something R-rated in the next chapter?🥵🤒🤤

“Reroute the entire city’s power grid! Every reactor, every dampener, every drop of silver mercury! I want it funneled into my arm!” “Phoenix, the bedrock won't hold!” Marcus shrieked. “You’ll incinerate the estate!” “Let it burn! I’m not leaving a house for a god to sleep in!” The world groaned. The tectonic plates beneath Rebirth City buckled as the reactor output was force-fed into the silver floor. The gold static flooded the silver conduits, pouring through the chain and into my stone arm. The agony was absolute. It was the sensation of being exhumed by a supernova.

Saying something might move him to safer flames. “I found an artifact in the archive,” she said. True. “It’s reactive.” True. “I think it’s tied to Project Eden.” True. She didn’t say Kane’s name. She didn’t say alive. She didn’t say here. His hand left her neck and settled on the bench like a deterrent to gravity. “Reactive how?” “Like a handshake,” she said. “Call-and-response. It wakes when I touch certain sequences, sleeps when I stop.” He was silent long enough for the ventilation system to sound like surf. Then he nodded once. “Show me,” he said.