Genshin Where His Life Lies Novels & Stories

I cry out on the verge of tears, fed up with this mystery. "I-I can't tell you." He blinks repeatedly, his face filled with guilt. "I'm sorry Hayat." His voice sounds weak. "J-just stay away from me." He breathes heavily, his chest moving fast. "I don't want to be away from you." I step closer to him. "Who will make me live otherwise?" I look deeply into his eyes. Eren makes me feel alive. He threw me out of my bored life, he made me discover the beauty of life.

Not everyone in this room trusted him. “I’m Zen. No family name, I cut all connections with them. My family now consist of Big brother Wind and big sister Sasha. My speciality is something different from everyone. I’ve never killed before and honestly, I wish for as little meaningless deaths in this game as possible. There is a way to clear this death game with as little casualties as possible. I believe we will be able to clear the VR dungeons faster than Guild Carnage can kill everyone because my special ability is the Gamer.”

“Alpha Cillian. I want to go to Rising Star and reject Phillipe-” “Have you still got the amulet?” he interrupted. The fiery Shadowlands leader clearly doesn’t have much time for my ideas. I feel my jaw clenching, hoping Livi doesn’t flash ruby indignation his way. “No I buried it,” I lied, hoping it was still in the lining of Zeke’s jacket.

He merely wanted to make sure his plans would work out. He smiled calmly. "I didn't come to Capture Hall for my personal grudges. Seven Life Points will only get out one top-level treasure." Everyone was even more confused at that. What was this guy saying? Seven Life Points was 'only' able to yield one treasure? It sounded as if he was not satisfied with just the best treasure, and this sounded beyond arrogant!

"The water is flowing to the south, taking him along. I cannot determine if he is alive but I believe he is. We will find him as soon as he gets out of the water. He will be alright," Garullo couldn't help but have faith in the young human. After all, he is able to use Zivlander's sword for a reason. And then they all heard a shout of irritating gibberish. As they looked up, a company of Zhinras were fast approaching them with their weaponries... *****

What should I tell him it's about? "Just tell him Sicily; I think he'll understand." At least, I hope so unless the kid has been keeping him in the dark as well. "I'll let you know how it goes." "Ok!" "Found him, I think, oh shit; Nemesis is that you?" Track called out from his chair. "Where? Let me see." "Some chatroom from a private school in New Hampshire!" *** GABRIEL ***

insisted Jade Infused Blade. “I’m afraid Liemis has already passed on thousands of years ago. If you still want proof of that, I have his corpse with me right now. Regardless, I’ll be returning to Jaellatra sometime in the future in order to inquire about Zyla’s location. Once I find her, I’ll finally be able to bury Liemis’s corpse in his homeland! He’ll finally be able to rest in peace!” replied Gerald who truly hadn’t expected to bump into Liemis’s old subordinates. Either way, upon hearing Gerald’s explanation, Jade Infused Blade was instantly felt an acute pain in his heart.

After all, it’s difficult to lie to a psychologist. “I see… Was it when she was kidnapped?” he asked softly, and Evie nodded. Although in her previous life, Evely had survived the kidnapping and the attack, it seemed that it’s when she had expired in this lifetime. If not, Evie would not have been able to take over her body. At her silent answer, Dr. Jensen shifted in his seat and let out a sigh. “So, who are you?” “My name is Evie Hunter. I am— was a warrior from the Yhi, the Kingdom of Light.”

As the Grey Pack warriors regained their senses, the ceiling of the chamber began to groan. "The square is collapsing!" Leo shouted, grabbing the Oracle. We scrambled back toward the tunnel, but as I reached the exit, I looked back at the Hearth. Standing in the center of the crimson fire was a figure. It was Jackson. Not the monk, and not the Huntsman. It was the man from the "Gilded Lie"—the Grand Vizier with the golden eyes and the "Perfect" smile. He was holding a shard of the silver-glass heart I had melted in the Foundry.

For it was more prudent to do this. “I guess I owe you more now,” the young man lifted his head to reveal his handsome features. His green eyes stared intently at the Brute King’s figure with a bit of adoration. His complexion was darker than a regular inhabitant of the Mainland and his aura carried a great demonic smell. This young man was the last member of the Silver Wolves; the one the others had never met yet only knew; he was the team’s alchemist and the first person on Zandor to experience the Second Awakening; his name was Legion!