Novel & Cerita Issei Sacred Gear

In the midst of her anger, she unleashed her full Peak Tier 4 aura, it was so domineering that the moment she released her aura, there was a clear condensations of her aura around her, and it was even manifested into a a similar silhouette of an Athenan, fully donned with her battle armour. Athenan is the Goddess that Eloesan worshipped as their god and their true religions. It was believed that Athenan was the first royalty that lived in Eloesa Island, she has gave birth to this island, and also she was the ancestors to the Eloesa people and the one that inherited her bloodlines were the Qoon Family. It was believed that, Eloesan were born to be warrior, which also why they were born strong

she whispered. As much as Isabelle thought the comparison to the Devil's best friend was a bit extreme, she wondered why Jessica had that terrified look on her face as she touched her neck. Jide couldn't possibly have... Isabelle shook away the thought before it could become a full-fledged one. That was thinking too far. No sibling was capable of enacting such heinous action on their sibling; because if Jide was capable of such and if Emily truly was with him, then they had better start saying their prayers.

He is wearing white flowy robes similar to what the moon goddess wears. “My child, this is Zeus, my mate.” “It’s nice to meet you.” Sonya says. “The pleasure is all mine. All us gods are extremely happy with you and everything you have done for us. We want to give you something in return.” Sonya looks at the moon goddess and then back to Zeus. “What could you possibly give me?” “Peace of mind. We are going to put an end to Hades’s army and let you leave in peace with the man you love.”

“Even though you and Sekar look alike, your scents are different.” “Yeah, I wanted to say that too,” King Arsen chimed in. “Don’t tell me I’m not Sekar’s reincarnation?” “I don’t know. If you’re the same person, there should at least be a faint trace of the same aura,” Elard explained. “Maybe you two are just different people, not the same—” Arsen’s sentence cut off. “Ah, but maybe it’s because the Aurora Gem is inside you, right?” he added.

Introduction to some of the characters seen so far: Takamatsu Henjiro; Isekai's father And also an entity that has powers greater than most gods, his gift in Erath is passive hearing and resistance to fire,while his normal abilities are far too many than can be counted, his personality is not that great since he is the type that act without contemplating much on what might happen or the possible outcome of his actions.

Li Min’s gaze grew distant, lost in memory. “Father…” Zhangjian whispered. His heart ached. Not even his own father had spoken a word of this. No, Xiu Jian had concealed the truth not only from his son, but from everyone. Only to Brother Li Min had he entrusted this secret. “As written in the letter, Zhangjian should have learned of his fate upon turning twenty. But… with things as they are, I have no choice but to reveal it sooner,” Li Min confessed weakly. “An Heir must possess both formidable strength and profound inner force to wield the Sacred Dragon Sword. Otherwise, the Heir’s body will collapse beneath its power. Once the blade is unsheathed, its seal shatters. With Zhangjian’s curre

What I minded was the way the others were watching her. Riker’s smirk had returned sometime this morning, lurking around the edges of the lot like a snake waiting for its chance to strike. He hadn’t said anything since last night, but I could feel his curiosity boiling under that grin. And he wasn’t the only one. A woman who shows up with me, no explanation, no patch, no ring—she’s going to draw questions. Some curious. Some dangerous. I crushed out the cigarette and pushed off the bike. Enough standing around.

The wardrobe. Matching to their wardrobe, Lucia anxiously opened it and only then did she realise that some of Ezekiel's clothes were missing. Most of the missing clothes were the clothes personally designed by her or either bought by her.Then her dread heightened. Walking back to the bed, she spotted a neatly folded letter addressed to " My Queen." With trembling hands, she opened it and read.

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

Silence and emptiness had mended the crips of the birds. Ejima rested her hands on her sling as she roamed the narrow path. As a novice in the shrine, she was not allowed to wear a sword, but that does not mean she was harmless. She was a sling master and could cause twice the damage as any good sword. War was not something anyone in their right senses would wish for. She has not seen one herself but she’d heard too many scary tales from her husband to desire one. The hunger, the killings, and the tragedy. It was too heavy a mental picture to draw, let alone wishing for one. The gods forbid we have wars in this harvest period. Ejima prayed as she rounded the narrow path and into the village