Gundam Seed Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

Bash tugged back once on Gaia’s signature, long, pink-dyed hair. “Now, my sweetest mate. Are you ready to give yourself to me entirely? Once we’re sealed, there is no going back. Our bond, already so strong, will become like no other. It is a commitment to an eternity together, no matter what,” Bash spoke softly near Gaia’s ear. “I’m ready. I’ve been ready since the day I found out you were real, Bash. I adore you.” Bash turned Gaia to face him. He reached his hand between her thighs and found her slit. His fingers teased her swollen clit, and he kissed her tenderly. Gaia’s fangs sprung at her intense arousal.

The change did not stay contained. Lunaria felt it at dawn. Not in the valley. Beyond it. A faint tremor in the bond she shared with the land, like a distant echo answering the spark that had awakened in her child. She stood at the ridge overlooking the forest, the pup resting quietly in her arms. Kael joined her moments later, sensing the shift in her mood before she spoke. “It traveled,” she said softly. Kael’s gaze sharpened. “The spark?”

He was a tether in a hurricane, his pearlescent skin turning a deep, bruised red from the effort. ​I slammed the logic core into the port. ​The world turned white. A jolt of pure, unrefined resonance shot through my arm, bypassing the armor and searing directly into my nerves. I didn’t let go. I couldn’t. I saw the Sky City from the perspective of the Seed. I saw the thousands of miles of empty air below us, and the cold, indifferent stars above. I felt the Seed’s desperate desire to return to the void, to be free of the weight of the planet.

“There was one more Eden site. One they never put on the maps. My father called it ‘The Seed.’ It’s where they trained the original operatives before me. Before Aria. Before Eden ever spoke.” Nova’s voice went low. “If that’s where he was tethered… it’s not just memory he’s dragging back.” Aria turned to Cassian, her grip still tight. “Then we go there. Whatever’s still holding you we end it.” Cassian’s voice was ragged. “I’m not afraid of what it takes.” And Aria leaned in close, forehead to his. “Good,” she whispered. “Because this time we’re not asking.” The Seed wasn’t on any digital map.

Then, I used the charcoal to write a single line of code directly onto the screen, over the map of the fire. "Asset: Xander Thorne. Liability: None. Strategy: Manual Grounding." "What are you doing?" the clerk shrieked, her gray form flickering. "You're corrupting the Seed!" "I'm not corrupting it," I said, the "Thirteenth resonance" in my chest expanding until it felt like my heart would burst. "I'm Assigning the Sovereign to the Soil." The Climax of the Default I didn't wait for the terminal to respond. I turned and ran back to the stairs, falling more than climbing as I raced back to the golden tree.

His shirt was burned through at the center, skin beneath marked with jagged white lines that pulsed faintly before fading. “Stay with me,” I whispered, my hands shaking. His eyes fluttered open. “Elara,” he breathed. “You idiot,” I choked out. “Why would you do that?” He tried to smile. “She’s… the future.” His gaze shifted weakly toward Mira, who was struggling against Seren’s hold. “Mira,” he said softly. Tears streamed down her face. “Rowan, don’t.” Another shockwave slammed across the valley. The marked young man screamed again from the ridge, the flame now crawling violently across his arms and neck.

It wasn’t blinding, but it was deep and swirling, like the bottom of the ocean. “You say I taint it?” Sadira asked, stopping two steps from Vako. “The Seed is not an object you can own, my lord. The Seed lives. And it chose.” “Lies!” Vako spat, raising his cane. At its tip sat a dark crystal, as if he were preparing an attack spell. In that instant, through the Bond, I felt a shift in Sadira’s emotions. No anger. No fear. Only one single, crystal-clear command: Kneel.

But as his tongue grazed mine, I felt a third presence in my mind. It wasn't Killian. And it wasn't Malachi. It was a cold, feminine laughter. “Such beautiful boys,” the voice purred, vibrating through my very bones. “One broken, one obsessed. And both of them forget... the Seed doesn't just grow. It consumes everything it touches.” I pulled away, gasping. I looked at my hands. The purple glow was changing. Tiny streaks of black—the color of Malachi’s shadows—were beginning to swirl into the light.

Sean gave Jude a casual glance and beamed innocently as if he had just been praised instead of getting scolded by Jude. He made a mocking bow and smirked mischievously. “I like the name; thank you. It's just that a singleton won't understand.” He retorted, cruelly attacking Jude, which made the three lips twitch in disbelief. Jude and David thought that Zenos, who fell in love with Hayden, was already crazy, but what they never expected was that Sean was crazier. Sean is at the starting point with Craig, yet he was already like this. What will happen if the couple's love has already blossomed? However, before anyone could say anything…

Cassian said. Aiden came to stand beside him at the window. His shoulder against Cassian's. Looking at the shadow garden in the frost. "The dream again," Aiden said. Not a question. "The dream again," Cassian said. "Tell me the new parts," Aiden said. "It was clearer this time. I felt it through the bond — you were very present to something." Cassian told him about the girl with his eyes. About the boy with the shadows. About Aiden older in the garden, crouching beside them, explaining something in the flowers.