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He'd brought this hell down upon them, and now he would have to meet his fate. "Master," Jasper protested. Sebastian knew his servant would want to fight by his side, but he also knew it was going to be a losing battle. "Do it," he ordered, his tone broaching no argument. Nodding Jasper turned completely incorporeal, disappearing through the floor. Grabbing his sword he caught his reflection in a mirror. Straight black locks fell over his eyes, the golden orbs dull and battle worn. On his left arm he bore the insignia of his clan, a black dragon, the symbol of power and strength. His strong jaw was firm, his scarred body tense with the knowledge of what hell awaited him. He was a warrior, me

As she reached the balcony overlooking the grand foyer, she saw him. Jose was standing near the massive front entrance. He was dressed in a dark, perfectly tailored suit that emphasized his god-like build. He was speaking quietly into a phone, his expression cold and focused. From this distance, he looked more like a statue than a man, beautiful, powerful, and utterly unreachable.

Tristan’s face was filled with claws like scratches that made him appear not human but one that was shaped by the sharp caresses of devils. But the horrible apparition did not stop there. The boy’s single usable eye was blood red which was even more brilliant in the darkness of the place. The background has only emphasized this unnatural feature and perhaps the most telling of all Master Tristan's character was the strange symbol on his forehead. Whenever Joseph looked at it, there was always a compulsion of disgust and hate that would rise up from within his belly unto his beating heart. And the supernatural whispers would follow next. "Kill him." “Kill him now...”

There stands by the end of the hallway, Joy-i. "Didn't think you'd actually come here swan." Joy-i toys with her hair, twirling it around with her finger. As one of the models of Rubylust, they are often found to be dashing, always ready to be photographed and in style. Oh, Joy-i is more than ready to be photographed alright. For a war theme. Cerise gulps, hesitating to make the first move. Joy-i is ready for combat. Her boots thick and under her jacket is a visible bulletproof vest. Cerise has no more energy left from all the fighting outside, she's exhausted yet she still has to fight once more.

" Freya Murmured Herself Happily Ryan going to announce that Jospeh will attend the class but he pause looking forward "Look guys Jospeh sir is here" ryan said looking behind Jospeh enters in the class Jospeh wears white colour Full sleeves shirt with black jeans, brimmed beard ankhoon me goggles. Freya's eyes opens in shock, Jospeh remove his goggles and He looks at Freya while smile

former teammates. His current master Rias Gremory also most of his teammates are his beloved, Akeno Himejima, Asia Argento, Koneko Tojou, Xenovia Quarta, Ravel Phenex, Irina Shidou, Rosseweisse... aside from the girls there are also the boys who are his friend Yuuto Kiba and his kouhai Gasper Vladi, There's a lot more of girls who liked him but he never knows such as Kuroka also known as Koneko elder sister, Serafall Leviathan 1 of the current mao, Gabriel from the angel faction and many more but they don't have the time to confess after sealing the trihexa they have been busy.

As he stepped inside, his boots crunched in a chaos of broken porcelain and glass. "Jesus," he muttered, taking in the source of the destruction. One of the warriors stood at an antique sideboard in the center of the tiled entryway, his scarred olive-dark hands braced on the carved edges of the piece as if that was all that kept him upright. He was soaking wet and naked from the waist up, wearing only loose-fitting gray cotton sweats that looked like they’d been yanked on just seconds before. Joseph. His blonde head hung low, his long hair sleek with water and drooping over his face. The dermaglyphs that tracked up his bare chest and over his shoulders were livid with color, the intricate pa

When Jose looked at Lucas, he could not help but have his pupils shrunk because he had never met such a stunning man. "You're…?" Jose looked at Lucas and asked. "Jose, this is senior. You…" Before Hiro could finish talking, he was being interrupted by Jose. He noticed Jose was smirking disdainfully. "Senior my *ss. Isn't he almost the same age as us?" In Jose's opinion, he would only believe Lucas to be a senior if the world was going to end. "Say, who the hell are you?" Jose looked at Lucas faintly. He was the young master of the Calson family and was the idol to lots of ladies in Nutty Thunder Base City. How could he be able to tolerate the existence of a handsome man like Lucas?

Ryu’s voice deepened. His whole body was covered in blood, his eyes glowing red like a true monster; even my father couldn’t make his eyes look so intimidating. “I am the Alpha; I am Ryu, and I am a predator who feeds on his enemies like prey.”

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.