Novel & Cerita Kuroshitsuji Opening 1

She tilts her head exactly the way I do when I’m about to say something devastating. Not-Celeste: “Keep playing with your coyote and your fire girl and your little fox friends from Hanamaki. Every step you take brings you closer to me. I’ll be waiting on the other side of the forty-seventh night.” The mirror ripples like water. For one heartbeat I see all of us reflected wrong: - Remy with broken antlers growing from his temples. - Seras burning alive from the inside. - Aki and Riku kneeling. - Kayo’s nine tails wrapped around my reflection’s wrist like a leash.

He murmurs and strides to the apartment before ringing the doorbell. Ding Dong! Risa sharply turns her head to the door. She looks at Shinji and Shinji turn his body around and opens the door for her. “Hey, Shinji,” Shou said once he saw Shinji opened the door for him. Looks like his bodyguard really does his job perfectly. Bowing, Shinji replies. “Good afternoon, Young Master Shou-sama.” “Where’s Risa?” He asks once Shinji raises his head up. “She’s...” Shinji hesitates to tell his master about Risa’s mood.

The deadlock atmosphere between the two of them continued but then was broken when Cuzo servants, Kuro and Clone walked inside. Gabriele retracted his gaze from Cuzo funny face changing and look at Kuro who was striding with big steps at his direction-no, this guy was coming to his Young Master direction. Kuro when he finally was beside his Young master, bend his knee gracefully a little and raises his hands to cover half of his lips and reach for his Young Master ears. Kuro whispered something in his young master ear and finally stood up straight behind his Young master when he finally finishing saying something to his Young master that he wanted.

“What is this?” She stepped forward. And the sarcophagus breathed. Lyra It didn’t open. It didn’t speak.But it exhaled. Like something waking from centuries of sleep. Something recognizing her. She dropped to her knees, gasping, the air sucked from her lungs as if the bond itself had been tugged from her chest. Visions flashed behind her eyes. A woman. Tall. Cloaked in blood and stars. A wolf with teeth made of obsidian. A child, cradled close in the hands of fire.

Cassian came to stand at Raiken’s left. Kiyomi stood at mine. Hayate and Shigure moved behind us. Grandmother raised the fallen Tide Crown with both hands. Raiken’s grip tightened around mine. The first king opened the grey ocean above the city. Orochi opened the red sea below it. Two worlds rushed toward us. Raiken lifted his burning hand. “Break the crowns.”

The torches reignited one by one, flaring bright blue for a brief, blinding moment. And then—stillness. Every door and window in the hall burst open at once, slamming against the walls with a shattering roar. From one of them spilled a light, pure golden white, cutting through the shadows like the first dawn. Laura gasped, her body trembling with the echo of the language she spoke. She glanced down at Damian, his face was pale, sweat glistening on his brow. The wound was worsening. The edges glowed faintly with dark cursed energy. “Hold on.” She whispered, looping his arm over her shoulder. “Don’t you dare die on me, Alpha.”

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

she yelled, her voice distorted by her rage. Aleksander's eyes widened, but he refused to back down, transforming into his true form. His dark skin darkened, his brown eyes glowed brighter, and his teeth sharpened into fangs. A scythe materialized in his hands, gleaming menacingly. "Alina Starfall!" he roared, his voice commanding and echoing through the room. Faris' eyes slowly fluttered open, taking in the chaos, while Ellaine watched in wonder, her eyes fixed on Alina's unleashed power, a sight she had never seen before.

I yawned, bored with this bullshit. The just over half dozen men seemed uneasy at my casual attitude. Do these thugs not realize who they came for? Of course not. If Takashi or Rokurō told them they would be fighting Kitsune, they’d have shit their pants and run for the hills. “Get them. Don’t kill the girl. But be sure the boy is dead.” Rokurō said, letting out a long puff of smoke. As he flicked his cigarette to the ground, snuffing it with the tip of his shiny black shoe, he turned, walking back into the shadows.

A Moonshadow wolf fell, his cry sharp, and my heart twisted, anger surging. ‎I couldn’t let this happen. Not again. The warmth in my chest roared, not just my wolf, but the healing light, the power that had broken the curse, stopped the wolves. I shifted back, my human form trembling, blood trickling down my side but healing, and raised my hands, instinct guiding me. “Enough!” I shouted, my voice raw, shaking the air. ‎