Gundam Masters Novels & Stories

As a matter of fact, in the capital of the Realm of Graycastle there existed a task as a cadaver transporter - the main thing they would do was to gather individuals who starved to death and afterward copy their bodies consistently. So the thing was the general battling power in this world? Roland shut his eyes and looked into his arrangement cautiously once more, 'Ah… most likely somewhat more grounded than an undeniable level road warrior'. By and large, when the Masters chose to take up arms (or all the more definitively battle - Roland figured naming their little battles as war would exaggerate it), they would gather all the gentry set under their locale in their region. A Master would c

The garden is full of a variety of flowers that you can only find here in Metanoia. The students smiled at me as I looked around the garden. I forgot to tell you that there are three classes of students here. First is the Warriors, then the Elites and the highest is in the Top Ten called The Greatest or the Masters. Unfortunately I was only in Elites and only Axis and Hygge were included in The Greatest. The greatest consists of ten strong and intelligent students they are the leaders of the school. They are respectable, and you have severe punishment when you lose respect for them.

“Could be. The Flame Hounds have heightened senses, unlike us, ordinary shifters.” “I think someone is following us, Felixe,” said Dan, and I gave him a look of dread. Was it the Flame Hounds? Did they know about our mission? I followed his line of vision and saw the figure chasing our vehicle along the highway. Although it crept along the forest cover, I immediately recognized the giant black wolf! It was Leandros Vasiliou! “Stop the truck. That’s Leandros, the Gamma of the Luceres Pack. He is also after the Flame Hounds since they’ve captured my niece, his mate.”

Though puzzled by Chase's question, Shea quickly explained, "Heavenly Masters? That title is an honor granted by the emperor of the Eastern Ocean to true masters who have made significant contributions to our nation. It's not just a term for all true master practitioners." Chase finally understood. He had been mistaken all along, thinking that 'Heavenly Master' was just another term for a true master of martial arts in Eastern Ocean. Now, he realized that the Heavenly Masters who had invaded Basalt's base were those who had been honored by the emperor of Eastern Ocean. With this new understanding, Chase opened the car door and slowly stepped out. "So, you're the true master who wiped out my

Fear filled the Master’s warriors’ eyes, as I was sure that they have never witnessed such a revolution in their lives before, as the creatures of the night, were behind me to take back their world too. Better than I had hoped, the Master’s warriors weren’t prepared for the battle that I had brought to them, and his men began to scatter in fear, as the creatures of the night began to hunt them down as prey. A barrier wall of the Master’s warriors now came into my sight, as I neared the middle of the camp, and I knew this had to be where Urijah was, as Gabriel had now lowered his height in the sky with my arrival.

Two nights earlier, I had stood alone inside his private study praying for the walls to swallow me whole, the memory still clung to me like ice beneath my skin, I remembered standing outside his office doors while armed guards watched silently from either side. “Knock,” one ordered. My shaking knuckles barely touched the wood when he answered. “Come in, Leah.” Even his voice frightened me, I stepped inside carefully, lowering my gaze immediately the way the Mothers had trained us since childhood. The Master sat near a glowing television screen, one arm resting comfortably against a dark leather chair. Candlelight flickered across polished shelves lined with forbidden books ordinary members w

Looks like Victor who immediately came to the front followed by Lee. "Misaki, take the new kids back now" said Victor, who was seen slaughtering all of those monkey-bodied apes. "Everyone retreats to the initial base of Goa's lips" said Misaki "Captain, are we all going to back down?" Asked someone to Misaki who turned out to be Captain Squad 10 "All those who are under Demon Master's Spiritual Power go and wait at the starting place." Misaki shouted Misaki is a Level 4 Demon Master Looks like Victor and Lee holding the Demon Monkey in Human Body

Lamar turned around and replied formally, “Master Farrow, can you handle an expert like that?” Master Farrow smiled. “Of course. All fighters are under the jurisdiction of Admiralporium. Anyone who dares defy the organization has no place in the Nation of Dragons.” Delight colored Lamar’s features as he agreed. “Please do it then!” He then told Leonardo, “This is Uncle Farrow. Hurry up and greet him!” Leonardo jumped and quickly greeted the man before he asked, “Uncle Farrow, are grandmasters under your authority too?” Master Farrow answered proudly, “Grandmasters? Even Smashers have to listen to Admiralporium!”

There are seven masters in this city,I will say according to the ranking: Master George Stephen's father comes first,so I understand his fear. Master Henry came second, so they had a close relationship. I came third Master Felix came third fourth. Master Max fifth. Master Tony came sixth. I hate master Tony. He is the brother of the man who killed my family and ruined my life because my father ranked first. I slaughtered his brother's family and we had never had any contact since then except for the master's meetings. Master Williams came last ,he took over from his late father two years ago and had been struggling to pay off the debts of his father which had accumulated.

And standing near the far end of the corridor… Was Master Damian. Even at a distance, he commanded attention effortlessly. Tall and muscular, he wore fitted black slacks and an open-collared charcoal shirt rolled to his forearms. His dark curly hair framed a striking face made even more arresting by piercing blue eyes that seemed capable of seeing directly through people. Tattoos disappeared beneath his sleeves while a silver watch gleamed against one wrist. He spoke quietly with two staff members holding fresh linens and supply trays, his posture relaxed but authoritative.