Ghost Cod Fanart Face の小説・ストーリー

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

Immediately a figure appeared from the shadow, hooded, cloaked in a faded brown, his face obscure in the shadows, although veiled, but I could feel the weight of his eyes. I couldn't sense his wolf, and that terrified me more than anything. He stepped closer but not threateningly, his gaze buried at the pendant I was clutching in my hand. "You touched it," he said, looking shocked. I looked from him to the locket, and I didn't say a thing. Exhaling slowly, he pulled back the hood. I gaped, staring at the ghost standing in front of me. I swear I had seen a portrait with this face hanging somewhere in the pack house while the guard led me to this tomb.

fire was still screaming in my marrow, a red-gold heat that wanted to reduce the world to ash, but it was the coldness of Jago’s voice in my ear that was truly killing me. "She’s the real you, Zora! The soul-signature is a perfect match for the pre-Project Genesis files!" I looked at my hands. They were scarred, glowing with the "Void-Hybrid" frequency, the knuckles calloused from years of fighting in the Rust-District. I looked at the Elena-ghost standing on the observation deck, her silver skin perfect and her smile filled with a thousand years of malice.

&clusterChad : "Yeah! For some reason, this incident makes me happy. It's good to see that there are still people who are willing to show that talented hunters could be found anywhere… " %goodbadugly : "Hmm… this is all nice to hear… but I'm still gonna check the authenticity of this story. Having a hard time to digest this… " $DimeDozen_2323: "It's a memory stick so the face won't be clear for security reasons.. But judging by the figure and build… He must be one of the four guys in THAT party… " $BlackGod: "What's his name anyway? His face isn't clear in the video… Is he Falco Grant?? "

Herne focused his attention back on the screen, "Who is leading them?" "Your old friend Matthias Ponts, or at least I thought so at first. Brace yourselves," She pulled up an image of what appeared to be a Female Frankenstein monster. Unlike the Hollywood version of the aberration, the female golem was shapely. Long angry scars along the neck and shoulders. Tiny bolts jutted out from the throat area but did not look out of place. The pale skin and mixed and matched eyes haunted warren. Archon flashed a picture of the wolf gigas he fought. "Archon thinks it's another gigas. I agree with him."

Directly on a single illustration. Mira swallowed. I saw it. She saw me notice. Neither of us commented. Together we walked closer. The image covered both pages. An old drawing. Faded with age. Most of the ink had disappeared. But one figure remained visible. A woman standing beneath a crescent moon. Long dark hair. Silver markings across her skin. The artist had drawn her face poorly. Yet something about it felt familiar. Mira crouched beside the book. I stayed standing. Her eyes narrowed. "That's weird." "What is?" She pointed. The figure's face. At first I didn't understand. Then I looked again. And my stomach tightened.

“What is it?” His eyes never left the monitor. “You might want to see this.” “I am seeing it.” “No.” He shook his head with a quiet laugh. “Keep looking.” I narrowed my eyes and scanned the information in front of me. At first… Nothing. Just usernames, encrypted traffic, anonymous forums, and data moving across the screen. Then one name caught my attention. Ghost. Beside the name were two simple words. Recently online. I froze. Ash immediately went silent. The room seemed quieter all at once. Ghost. Everyone in the underground knew that name. Everyone on the dark web respected it. Some feared it. Ghost never failed. Ghost never left evidence behind. Ghost simply got the job done.

The fabric slipped slightly, exposing more of my skin to his gaze. “And me?” he let out a humorless laugh, “Most of the time, I’m Alessandro Costello. A tech genius. A mobster. A killer. A hacker. A murderer. But then—” he paused, snapping open another button, “Then there’s Ghost. And Ghost? He’s pissed at the world, Red. So fucking angry. At everything. At women. Especially women. And he doesn’t even know why. He doesn’t understand what made him this way, but he’s past caring.” Alessandro’s hand stopped on the last undone button of the jacket, the fabric now barely holding its place on my shoulders and then with a mere twist of his wrist, the last button popped open.

Indicating the disguise items, he says, “This will hardly do the job of T.H.E.M.’s Appearance Artificers—what was your nickname for them again?” “The ‘Fabricating Ugly Cock-Kissers’,” I reply. I’ve been referring to them in my mind as the F.U.C.K.’s for so long I’d forgotten their official title was Appearance Artificers. “That’s right,” he says, smiling nostalgically. “Anyway, none of this will be nearly as good a job as the Appearance Artificers do, but it’s better than nothing. We’ll probably have to change our appearance frequently if we want to keep Nick’s minions off our tail.”

Alfi said. “Are you sure?” 4 figures that are familiar to him appear before him. “You?!” Alfi is shocked by seeing their presence before him. He sees a corpse tied in a shroud standing there. Yes, it is a tied ghost. Next to him, there’s a green giant that looks like Berserker (Heracles, not Raiko.) Yet, he has very beautiful long hair. His hair flutters beautifully as the wind blows. Yes, it is an Ogre. Then, next to him there’s a slithering nurse that looks like she is about to push-up. She is so beautiful that she resembles one of the JAV actresses. Not to mention that the position is kinda hot though. Yes, it is a slithering nurse. And the next one is a giant Jailangkung doll standing. I