Human Sans Romane & Geschichten

he mused to himself, wiping sweat from his brow as he headed to the back seat. "Young master, rectifying this will take time. I've arranged another driver to pick you up," Thomas's voice trembled with apprehension, his loyalty evident despite the daunting surroundings. In the back seat, a man engrossed in his laptop displayed a striking handsomeness, his countenance mirroring the wintry night's chill. Wordless, he cast intense, cold eyes toward Thomas, acknowledging the unspoken urgency. Ignoring the sounds of the night, he returned to his work, a beacon of detached focus.

She feels increasingly self conscious when some women jeer at her plain looks. Nathan walks up to a bald man in his sixties. The man is one of the most flamboyant people Halsey has ever seen. He’s wearing a bright neon green suit made up of thick faux fur. His fingers are flashing several gold rings. The man has a short, stubby neck which is also adorned with heavy gold chains, sparkling so brightly that even Halsey is almost blinded. “Hans Sinclair,” Nathan nods. The strange man looks at Nathan from head to toe.

They rushed straight to the Moore residence after landing, so they didn't have time to ask around about anything else. "Yes, Jeremiah was born infertile, but that doesn't mean there was no hope. He's spent years seeing top specialists around the world. And now, he and Audrey finally have a child. You've destroyed everything," David said bitterly, his voice heavy with grief. The moment he thought of Jeremiah's ruthless methods, Ethan collapsed to the ground as if his skeleton had been ripped out. Just then, a group of bodyguards with cold, expressionless faces strode in from outside.

We were in Ethan’s mansion. I never knew he had a backyard, huge enough to station a space ship. I wish I could see the space ship, the whole thing was completely invisible. They have structured it that way so that the Jo-Haan’s could navigate in and out of earth, completely invisible. Their metal and technology has easily created a blind spot in human’s radar. The very thought was terrifying enough for me, Jo-hannians sneaking in on the humans. I shook my head to clear my thought.

The man who lost his leg whispered. Hana inches small steps closer to where the man was sitting, even though they had only just met, but with the current situation, the two of them could only rely on each other to survive. "Is there a way to kill it?" Hana asks unconsciously, and she does not discover that she has gradually trusted this man. He shook his head sadly, "Unless it wants to die, it will last forever." Hana fiercely said, "So how do I get out of here. "Is there no tunnel here?"

They separated in the middle of the battle. Hans got his main prey. Three *Diamond-ranked Hyenas were watching them at a distance of approximately 100 meters from the center of the battle. Hans may be known as a lazy Lion who has no fighting spirit because he rarely fights and hunts. But in reality, Hans is a very dangerous enemy. Hans is very good at treating and healing savage humans. As a result, he understands the body's anatomy well, and his hearing and smell are even many times better than most beastmen. The combination of his advantages makes him a Reliable Doctor and a *Killing Machine at the same time. Hans's way of paralyzing his opponent is very practical and agile. In an instant,

1) Mini Map ( N/A) Skills: Passive:- Intimidation ( Mid) Martial Arts ( High) Weapon Mastery ( High) Versatile Works ( High) Active:- Identify ( N/A) Special Traits: Calm Minded ( Possess abnormal control of own mental state even in a dire situation) Limitless physical growth ( Given due to inability to master Magic in Fantasma) Modern Man ( Possess advanced knowledge and social norms far surpassing any civilization on Fantasma) }} "…..high human?….why??..". I know and am sure that I'm a normal homo sapiens, But why am I labeled as High human?.

one old man says to him after seeing what he had done. " I do whatever pleases me old guy" he says to him as he goes on drinking water, the old man who had covered himself with some old blanket, you could only see his face, the rest of his body parts were totally covered. He approaches Eric and holds his left hand, Eric groans in pain and pulls himself and roars out loudly, everyone suddenly stops and watch them, the two of them looking at each other ready for a fight.

“You can come next week for the rest.” Hunter grabbed the man by his shirt and pulled him. He lifted him up and gave him the devil’s stare. The man had known he was facing death in its eyes. “Please Hunter.” “Give me one reason I shouldn’t break your bones now.” “Please, I have a family.” “Is that a reason?” “I know something you might be interested in.” “What could that be?” “I know you escaped from Zambia.” “So?” “There’s a rumor circling around that there is manuscript about the Hamuumbu’s.”