Kanima Myth 소설 & 이야기

Roy said to Maya as he looked at him with blank eyes. " Come In this jar and come out of here, with me, " She said as he turned himself into the fog before taking the shape of the tornado; maya was sacred for a second but then she knew this was her Roy, he can never hurt her. He got himself in the jar; ' Move ' the words formed on the surface of the jar; Maya balanced her trembling self as she sneaked out of the campus, entering the house she went straight to the bedroom to check if Ash was awake by any chance but he was not.

"That drug Kenji used is slow-acting. She'll stay weak for hours yet. Long enough for the ritual." More footsteps. Fading voices. The door creaked again, this time closing without a lock, though it hardly mattered while I was still chained. Silence fell like a shroud. Once I was sure they were gone, my eyes opened. I stared at the ceiling again, my breathing shallow, rage and fear twisting inside me like twin serpents. They thought they had won. That I was helpless. But they hadn’t counted on the one thing that could unravel everything... I am Kiena, the Goddess of Gallant and Retribution.

"I hate it. Can you imagine me as a painting?" Kane exhaled slowly, gaze sweeping over her face, her lips, her ridiculous drunken seriousness. "...Yes." Mona blinked. "Yes?" His voice was deep, unwavering. "I can imagine you as a painting." Her heart did something stupid. "Stop that." Kane smirked. "Stop what?" "That thing you're doing," she accused, waving her hand. "You're making my heart beat too fast. I feel like I could faint." He leaned back, completely at ease. "Well, princess," he mused, "my heart beats fast too."

Every time it was her father’s turn to tell her bedtime stories, he would always tell her the stories of the myths or legends of folklore, which she always enjoyed. Her father said that once upon a time, there was a tribe called the Marinaya tribe. Marinaya tribe comes from the name of the Goddess of Moon that the tribe worshiped. In the Marinaya tribe, there were different groups – the royalties or the family of the tribe leaders, the warriors, the manggagaway (or the sorcerer, or wizard), and the servants.

"With the goddess being forced to destroy her brother to protect the world from endless night." A chill ran through me at his words. "That's what she meant by 'the unthinkable.' She...I might have to destroy my own brother." "No," Kane said firmly, his hand tightening on my shoulder. "Those are just stories, myths created to explain natural phenomena. You and your brother are flesh and blood, not cosmic forces."

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

Aki waited for Temujin to add his own opinion of her. “Er, I see what you mean…” he fumbled for the next words. “But Hououtenku is different. It’s not a technique. It’s just a myth that our ancestors made up. To give us hope that no matter how low the Clan of Vulcanus sank or how dark our history got, we will persist. I mean, think about it: an old bird that fans its own funeral pyre with its wings until it’s fully consumed. From the ashes, a new being rises, a new red Slayer – capable of controlling the kinetic energy of atoms to generate his own fire. I have better luck believing a story like Griffin’s, because evolution just doesn’t skip centuries like that.”

"But now that I’m with Kan… can Nova be reborn and fulfill her destiny?" Gabriel smiled, feeling moved by Maya’s comment. "You… It’s impossible for Kan and me to have another mate. I know it is!" "What do you mean by that?" "This woman could be you. After all, I know it’s impossible for us to bond with any other she-wolf. But I also know Kan is being deceived by the goddesses of time. They want him not to interfere with Nova’s destiny when she is reborn. But he insists that those women born from the edge of hell are useful. To me, they are nothing but misfortunes for this universe. Even so… I have to agree that they are doing something good."

She knew at once that it was her Dad's voice and since she had a little time left, Cassie had no choice than to rush through the pages which said: "The Kanima, also called a Caniami Happened to be the Most Powerful and lethal being in Werewolf Mythelogy. It happened to be a Supernatural, an abomination which involves the splitting of Cells and hormones which then leads to the Transformation of a single body into a Half Werewolf, half Reptile [Lizard], Half Snake and half Were-Jaguar.... " Reading further, Cassie discovered that the Kanima is a result of the Host Emotions fighting against the bite of an Alpha and that it also possess the ability of Hiding it's Scent and Imprint.

Cortana said. “Wow, imagine meeting your own thousand-year-old ancestor. And you? What's your name?” Marie asked, turning to Akshay. “My name is Akshay Sangram; I am the Immortal of War and Strife. I was summoned by the moon goddess many years ago to aid Yuna Teragon on her quest to guard the spirit realm and keep the Asuras from escaping it. Unfortunately, I let my guard down, and they came into your world,” Akshay replied, bowing slightly.