Levi Titan Form Mga Nobela at Kwento

She lit one, inhaled, let the smoke curl upward into the heavy dusk. Across the gap, Levi’s balcony door slid open. Shirtless again, sweat still gleaming on his chest and stomach from whatever workout he’d just finished. Black basketball shorts hung low on narrow hips, the waistband of dark boxer briefs visible above them. A fresh tattoo wrapped his left forearm—something sharp and geometric, still red at the edges. He leaned on his railing, forearms braced, and met her eyes without flinching. “Evening,” he said. Voice rough from disuse or smoke or both.

"How am I supposed to know what it looks like?!" Levi's eyes flashed open, burning with an unnatural intensity. His irises suddenly turned a blazing red, and his pupils morphed into vertical slits. "Look for a line of ash... surrounding a portion of this building," he commanded with a snarl, his voice low and urgent. "It must be in close range to be affecting me like this. Break the formation, scatter it...now!"

"I'll leave this here. Shift. Put it on. Meet me at the shore." My breath hitched when a saw him with his shirt off as my eyes traced his perfectly well defined muscles that adorned his slender tattooed body, and I was more than happy that I was currently in my serpent form to avoid him seeing me with a red face. Leviathan still had a huge grin plastered on his face as he winked at me before turning around and swimming away, making my stomach flip in the process. Damn deities anyways. They all have to look so perfect.

He tears off his jacket, throwing it onto the floor and unbuttoning his shirt so fast that his hands become a blur. Underneath, a slew of tattoos are revealed, some fresh but most quite old and faded. There is writing in what I assume to be Russian, and some odd symbols that I’ve never seen before. On his chest, an eagle has its wings spread, black pigment spanning from shoulder to shoulder. I knew Lev was fit by the way his body filled out his suit, but only now do I realize how perfect his physique is. It seems impossible that he could look this good, that his abs could be

Finally, Neil said, "Your mother misses you." Levi replied, "Sir, I don't have a mother. I came out of an egg." Neil did not know how to respond to that. Levi continued, "Sir, if there's nothing else, I'll go take my rest. If I don't rest well, I won't be able to perform at training later. I hope you can understand." Neil said coolly. "Fine, you may leave." "Thank you, Sir," After that, Levi gave a standard military salute to Neil, turned around, and walked away in proper military steps. However, as soon as he set one foot out of the office, a few soldiers stood in his path. "Wh-what do you want?!"

01) BASE POWER LEVEL: 10,500,000,000 PEAK POWER LEVEL: 1,000,500,000,000 (This cap can be broken when using your Soul Weapons) WIELDER TYPE: Multi Wielder (Body Wielder; Energy Wielder; Spiritualist; Scholar) SPECIALTY: Strength; Intelligence; Speed GLOWS: Takeover; Aftershock; Endless Wave; Basileus; Son of Lightning; Absolute Darkness- Evasive Killing; Brimstone; Titan’s Descent; *Titan’s Rage BREATH: Self-time Acceleration; True Flames; The Dark Times; Time Share; *Basic Elemental Harmony

The gates opened slowly, like a portal to another world. Levi's Slate stood at the entrance like he knew I was coming. His suit was sharp and black as always, his shoes were Givenchy, and he wore a Rolex. And I had just noticed he wore earrings. Diamonds to be precise. He's expression didn't change as he saw me. He cleared his throat. “You’re early again,” he said. “It's a habit,” I responded. He's gaze moved from my box to my fit. I wore a backless lilac body con top, a low-waist baggy jeans, and my Prada loafers.

' That is all he says. After a minute I felt panic, pain and a lot of anger and then everything became calm... Titan changes direction a little and begins to run faster. After ten more minutes, we stop behind what looks like an old prison. I sense three souls, one stronger than the others, which tells me it is Liv. Titan forces a shift, but not into my human form but into our Lycan form. ‘Titan.’ ‘We can better fight like this. And we need to be fast.’ He interrupts me, and I know he is right.

“But...” Levi didn’t bother to listen to her protest, speaking to Lord Ewen instead, “This is also the first time I’ve tried shaping earth with breath into a body. I don’t know if there will be any accidents in the future, so I need to keep her close for observation. Besides, a too-soft bed is also not good for the spine. She will sleep in my bed.”

Smirk widened. “What?” I loosened my grip slightly. My eyes trailed down his body. Fuck. His chest. Right over his heart. My name in bold script: “Levi.” A small crown sat above it—like the one on my neck. From his ear down the side of his neck: “Lë:vi” in elegant Italian script. Then across his lower abdomen, where the V dipped toward his groin: “Levi King” in thorned lettering that wrapped around his hip like it was claiming him too.