Human Akaza Novels & Stories

Maiko on the other hand is a literal angel and left earth behind. Kazuha's character; Matsuri on the other hand is the most different from her real life counterpart the most. She is short, has white hair in bunches, wears headphones and is mute but her powers and strength rivals most. And her affiliation isn't with Daisuke but with her own secret group. At first Cai Kang thought that Kazuha would become his enemy which is why he was so defensive against her. While her methods are not agreeable, they do share the same desire for peace.

"the possibility is still one out of ten, the man said. His gift was a bit based on accessing future, the only reason he didn't trust isekai even though on having gift like that was because he can't see anything concerning isekai. On the outskirt of the village the choosed warriors was still trying to hold off Kakashi and his fighters. "you have always been prepared and was only waiting," Ankara said with a smile as a little cut appeared on the throat of the man rushing toward her. "of course sister, there can never be a peaceful coexistence between us, we are like water and fire, we can never exist that long together," Kakashi said as he rushed towards Ankara. Actually Ankara and Kakashi wh

He asks "It is." Arizer states "No it isn't not anymore anyway." "Wait it has healed already?" "Looks like you got Scarlet's healing ability too.

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

“Maybe I am too lucky for me to have time in thinking about things while I am in that dimension. Still, no matter what kind of thing would be the one to welcome me after I get out of this body. I do hope that there are time that would come and I can still see Oliver. I mean.. Kriston who was basically living my life.” He smiled bitterly, clicking the entire code as he finally fixed the small detail in the problem of his game. It was a small information of the character that was called as Akias. Part of his very first game. The Ikinobiru. He said on the first part of the story that he can’t have a can't see the fragments of the stolen star. But then on the other part of this story, he let Aki

"Since I thought you were just telling my side of life, how do you know?" I was shocked to hear that, I couldn't believe it. “That's impossible, it's just an imaginary story. It can't be the same as what you experienced. " "But this is the reality, I also lost the people I love. I felt like I was with him but she just disappeared from me. Do you feel the same way to me? " "Actually, who are you?" Smiling sarcastically, “Me? I am just an ordinary man who is given a little power, my name is Akira. "

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

Loula asked and Akiko nod her head agree with Loula's word. "Why'd you ask? Isn't it obvious that I'm a human?" She frowned with the weird question from Loula. "I'm so jealous of your perfect skin tone and shape." Loula still staring at Hazel's body. "Erk..it's sound weird when you said that." "She's right, Hazel. You..look like a doll. There is no single hair on your body. Your skin was so smooth." Akiko says as she narrows her eyes to Hazel's leg.

Aki (blue horns, quiet, wears librarian glasses even though he’s 7'4" and can bench-press a tank) is the accountant, DJ, and the one who actually keeps the place from exploding. Tonight (or whatever passes for tonight between dimensions), the bar is packed. Riku slams a sake cup the size of a helmet in front of a weeping storm giant. Riku: “Drink. Your ex-wife took the clouds in the divorce. We’ve all been there.” Aki is in the corner, quietly teaching a baby kraken how to pour drinks without inking the sake. The front door (which is literally a torii gate that screams when you step through) suddenly slams open.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.