Godzilla Perler Beads Novels & Stories

She waved her hand, throwing out a few black beads. Those black beads looked ordinary but were extremely powerful. They were capable of exploding when thrown into a crowd, as well as letting off a repulsive odor. The disciples could not react in time, and many of them were injured. On the other hand, the remaining disciples who were not injured smelt the pungent odor and retreated as well. Those black beads were called Thunderballs, a product of the Heavenly Secret Palace made a thousand years ago. Goliry had stumbled upon them while wandering the world half a year ago but had not found a chance to use them until a point of emergency like that one.

I drag the length forward over my shoulder slowly as the silver colour steals the breath from my lungs. “What…on earth” My voice sounds steady, though my heart begins racing. As I sift through the strands, small cool shapes brush against my fingertips. Tiny gold beads. Embedded within the strands themselves. Smooth pieces of crystal, pearl, and polished sea glass woven into the growth as if they had formed there naturally. I stare at them in stunned silence. Then I noticed something else. A faint pressure resting on my head. Curiosity pulls me toward the tall mirror across the room. My reflection nearly stops my heart.

After arriving home, Charlie began studying the clam immediately since Claire had not returned home from work yet. The size of the clam was about the size of a regular tyre. It had already been cleaned up and after a simple polishing work, it revealed a golden-red and transparent smooth shell. Charlie managed to break it into several pieces without much effort at all. He picked up one of the pieces as he began inspecting it. As expected, there were three white beads attached to the back of the shell. This was the Holy Pearl of the Ocean, one of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism, and since it was enclosed in this clam shell, it was even more spiritual.

Zeux said smilingly, “Of course! This is the Hongrome Hidden Bead. It is evolved by the innate Wuia Essence. It is similar to your Yuraeceon Genesis Bell.” James’s eyes widened as he accepted the pearl, examining it closely. The bead, no larger than an adult's thumb, emitted an aura of boundless mystique. After contemplating, James suddenly inquired, “If I were to ingest this bead, could I secretly return to the Genesis World with an appearance and assume a new identity to start over?” Zeux was taken aback by the question. Hador said while smiling, “You’re bold and resolute. However, sometimes one must learn to adapt…”