روايات وقصص ضمن Kamen Rider Double Gaia Memory

Within minutes, the memory they had tried to provoke had overwhelmed the structure not with fire or light, but with sheer presence. The bloom had returned what they gave it. Twisted. Distorted. Full. Dalen escaped with two others, coughing blood, eyes wide with horror. “It wasn’t the bloom,” he whispered. “Then what was it?” one asked. He swallowed. “It was us without denial.” Kaima found Ari beneath the broken sky mirror, staring at her own reflection or what remained of it. “It’s not showing me anymore,” she said. “The bloom?” She nodded. “I used to see glimpses. Shadows. Now it shows nothing. As if… it has nothing left to hide.”

In the center of the room stood Kieran, but he looked different—his boyish smile was gone, replaced by an expression of cold authority. “Kieran?” she called out, her voice finally returning. He didn’t respond. Instead, he raised his hand, and the statues around her came to life, their stone bodies cracking and shifting as they turned toward her. Their eyes burned with the same strange powerful energy as the sky she’d seen before. “Choose wisely,” Kieran said, his voice echoing unnaturally. “For not all alliances are what they seem.” Gaia felt the ground beneath her tremble, cracks forming in the silver pool that had reappeared at her feet. From the depths, hands reached out—clawing, grasping

"Gaia is so different from Remu. Gaia is wise and compassionate, while Remu is known for his ruthlessness and cruelty. Gaia is a benevolent god.” The elder Shunin sighed. "It is a long story," he said. "But I will try to make it short. "A thousand years ago, Gaia and Remu were born to a pair of werewolf gods who ruled over a vast and prosperous kingdom. Gaia was the eldest, and Remu was the youngest. From a young age, it was clear that Remu was destined for greatness. He was wise, compassionate, and just. Gaia, on the other hand, was more rebellious and impulsive. He was also fascinated by the dark arts.

He hated how easily it rolled out her lips that he and Nimalaya were not mates. "After your death, the pain of losing you triggered her memory, and once again, hell break loose. I decided to pry more into the future and saw an alternative. Her mate existed somewhere. I could see a face I once upon a time had under my roof with the pretence of reviving him. I knew that was the chance I needed to take. Her mate was also reincarnated, but it looks like he is a human." Kira hadn't finished her words when Gama cuts in.

As I played my fingers over that throbbing fiber, I saw my - our - Kiema shimmer into place in her eyes. And, Gaia, was she fucking pissed. Gone was the laughing, happy woman who just wanted to be loved. Now she reminded me of a warrior, one poised to rescue her loved ones. With a deep breath, she rose up, leaned her head forward, resting her forehead to mine. "I've got this, T. Thank you."

Queen Asteria’s hand glows before a dark swirl comes from her wrist snaking towards her open palm. “Now, Gaia, I want you to hold your hand out like I am. Can you do that?” Selene moves closer to Gaia as I watch on before I stand. My heart is pounding in my chest as I watch Gaia copy her. Asteria gazes at Gaia, and she manipulates the power in her hand. Gaia’s eyes glow red and with a growl, she looks at Asteria as she takes the black swirling smoke from her and makes it grow. When a child like voice echoes around the dining room. My eyes widen as I realise Asteria is projecting the incident from yesterday, what Gaia saw and what she said.

I move to my bum with Rosa in my lap as she looks at Kodiak. She has met Kodiak before but she has never seen Gaia like that and I know how frightening that can be fuck; I was terrified the first time I saw her with blood for tears and like this. The last time I saw Gaia like this was when Morgana attacked her telepathically in the council chambers. I slowly turn my head to my mates, and they are all in understanding. Whoever Gaia has encountered has to be a dark witch. The veins on her belly are from dark magic, not her power.

She wore a dark crown I had never seen. My girls, she said. Kiyomi’s face went still. I stepped closer to the mirror. You made us forget. I made you survive. You split us. I joined you. The city shook. Cracks spread across the dome above. Through them, seawater glowed blue. Grandmother looked toward Raiken. Her expression changed. Why is he awake? Raiken came beside me. Disappointed? You were meant to remember after the gate opened. The guard turned toward her image.

All she remembered was his golden touch in the garden she thought paradise. His one touch…his one whisper…his kisses to remembered for an eternity. She was…she is…she always will be Aiwa, the broken rose with smiling eyes. Her body, her mind belonged to the jackal of the night. She will never escape the shadows of darkness. Her fate was concealed on the day of sixteen candles lasting seven days. She was Gia…she was Mia, the woman with silent tears gleaming in the moonlight. Beneath the High Moon, in the Garden of Evil, forever more knowing only one touch, one whisper, one kiss, her eternity…

Kai asked as he traced his finger over one of them. My finger traced some as well, but I pulled it away when it burned my finger. There was unmistakable power swirling around her right now, but I had no idea what it was. It was not an Alpha aura or anything that I had witnessed before. “No idea,” I said before linking Zane to come to us. Perhaps he would know. “I linked Nae in case this had anything to do with Gaisreens. We did just see those memories, so perhaps it is,” Kai murmured.