Novel & Cerita Kurosaki Ichigo Hollow

Beginning of Book 2: Journey for the Souls -Soul Eaters. That's what she had called them. They would suck out your soul and leave you a hollowed shell, doomed to walk the earth preying on the living. Hungering for another soul to fill the empty void you had become.

He said in a hollow and baritone voice likewise came out from a pit. “Good evening!” simultaneous replies. Even though our voices are shaking with cold and fear we tried to talk to him to know what exactly his intention and who is he. “I am a Shinigami or what do you call in folklore? A god of death. I am your driver from this ride.” “Whoa!!! Like in death note? Amazing man!!!! Haha,” one of the two guys, Travis the taller man said while happily amazed by the thought.

Aki furiously screamed while looking at at emotionless Harvey. “I’m the young lord of the Kitagawa Clan, and the disciple of the Shinkage Way! I’m a well-known character in the younger generation of the Island Nations!” “I cannot be embarrassed that easily!” “Kneel before you talk,” Harvey said with a calm tone. “You dare make me kneel?!” Aki was completely enraged. “So what if you’re a God of War, Harvey?!” “You think the Shinkage Way doesn’t have Gods of War?!”

Though I don't have the right to say anything since I transferred here in the middle of a semester. "You can get in now." Mr. Wilson said and then the door opened with the two transfer students coming inside the room. "You!" Kyros reacted violently after seeing Kyril. He's one of the transfer students that will be joining our class. "I'm Kyril Ichinose. And I will be joining you guys for the next two years. I hope we all can get along, except for that idiot named Kyros." His expression changed when he said Kyros's name. It became ominous, but it also immediately changed after our eyes met.

“Then allow me to fix a mistake I made years ago. I, Hikari Kazumi, successor of the Kazumi clan, withdraw my curse from my best friend, Amor Blaze. I shall endure the price of the withdrawal and I shall take complete responsibility and punishment.” Hikari’s eyes were glowing dark blue. His wolf, Kaze, was coexisting with him. My body glowed the same way as it did when Hikari cursed me, but all that light was absorbed back into Hikari. I gaped at him, feeling my vision clear up and a strange heaviness I had been feeling on my body lift. The tornado and lights soon faded away, and all that was left was the gentle breeze wrapped around Hikari, as always.

Yet he had stood before the throne without trembling. Even then, there had been something strange about him. Cassian continued. “He was originally a hunter. Raised among borderland mercenaries who specialized in killing demons.” “Interesting upbringing,” Vaelreth murmured. “Yes.” Cassian stopped pacing. “But what impressed the court most was his efficiency.” Vaelreth raised an eyebrow. “How many executions?” Cassian thought for a moment. “Three hundred and twelve.” The king’s lips curved slightly. “And never refused an order?”

The symbol inside the Hollow burned into my vision. The compass. My compass. Identical. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. “That… can’t be possible,” I whispered. Yet the truth pulsed through the bond, undeniable. The Hollow wasn’t simply born from imbalance. It had once been balance itself. The creature roared, its massive body writhing as silver, gold, and white light clashed against the darkness surrounding it. Cracks spread across its form, revealing flashes of the same radiant energy glowing within me.

Kōjin: “You kept my daughter alive long enough to come home. The flames remember.” He bows (full ninety degrees). We bow back. The summer after graduation just caught fire in the best possible way. Seras Himuari Nakamura has a God father, a god-tier armor set, and a dragon boyfriend who’s currently speechless with awe. And the rest of us? We’re just along for the blaze. Japan’s never been ready for this crew. But the fire god is. And that’s more than enough. The Armor Chooses June 15, 2029 – Mount Atago, dawn

I state clearly stating that his precedes here weren’t appreciated but he doesn’t seem to get the news. He remained mute leaning back, not seeming like he was about to go anytime soon. “What do you want?” I asked irritatingly. He smiles his green eyes glittering, “You’re beautiful”” he says instead cutting me off guard. “You’re Lyra Skye? The wolf he got married to” he states yet again alarmed at how much he knew. Who was this guy? “I’m Xavier Blackwood” he responds. I read through his mind but could only get the fact that he wanted to know me out from him. He seems to know how to shield his thoughts.