Kiss Of The Rabbit God นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dragons had been plenty large than little rabbits and they had lengthy scale included tails to wrap across the little fluffy creatures, ones that ensured not anything might damage them. Diana nuzzled me, like a rabbit quivering its nostril up at its big, awful dragon captor. I cooed over her earlier than I should forestall myself, kissing her lovely hair. "I'm satisfied you are pleased." A smile plastered on my face. I paused to touch her nostril. "I have such a lot of greater demon games to play with you," I said as I stroked her pussy. "I like having you near, and also, you do not need to be an awful little bunny."

The rabbit is still looking at her but this time it looked like it was bewitched! She kneels down and forwards her hand slowly hearing the rustling sounds and the footsteps nearing her. The rabbit hops in her hand and the woman smiles lovingly. She caresses the rabbit and puts her anklet on it carefully so that it won't fall anywhere. She ties it around the rabbit and whispers in the rabbit's ears "Run far away from me. Make sure you escape everyone's arrows! You should never allow them to catch you. If you do, a part of my soul will also die with you. This is the only way I could compensate you for helping me. Now run!"

Um? I stopped when I saw a strange animal behind Marga. It is a cute rabbit with a strange color pair of eyes and fur. Its plumage can change color as well as the eyes. How did it get stuck in this place? The rabbit stared at me, and I stared back intensely. I was slightly stunned when I sensed a little spiritual energy in the bizarre rabbit. Without a second thought, I approached the cage and touched the metal then used readings on the rabbit. I was stunned when I saw the rabbit’s world of origin. A place I have never been to. I wonder what world the rabbit came from. The rabbit also stared at me with a shocked expression.

A sound occurred behind my ribs—half laugh, half sob, all relief. “Will I—” I didn’t know how to ask and asked anyway. “Will I meet… her? The wolf?” “You are meeting,” the Goddess said, and her gaze went past me, through me. I felt it then: a brush along the inside of my palm like fur; a presence that was not mine and also utterly mine. A single tear rolled down my cheek. She felt wary and proud, the way a stray dog feels before it decides you are safe. She put her head against my hand and I made that universal human noise women make when something chooses them. In my mind I reached with fingers made of light. She huffed once, a little insulted, then decided I could scratch behind her ear.

However, it was only temporary. Aria was startled to notice that a slew of red auras had appeared along the path her deity had taken to flee. A closer look revealed that it was a bloody rabbit. It was not the first time Aria had fought Agatha. As a result, she was very clear about this type of rabbit. The Holy Rabbit was Agatha's crushing divine ability. This was a suicide rabbit, which was extremely difficult to deal with because each rabbit carried the supreme law energy, the holy power. These rabbits would never stop attacking the target.