Log Horizon Episode 1 English Dub の小説・ストーリー

Bri Once the fighting started, it felt like time slowed down all together. The fighting seemed to go on forever. I lost track of where Dominic was. I searched the screens hoping to find him. I had to know he was ok. But it was like he had disappeared altogether. And then I saw him being carried out of the trees. He was thrown over Landon's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. In front of him was Blake caring another still body. This one was not being carried so nicely and looked like his throat had been ripped out. The fighting stopped. All eyes were on them. Blake threw the body he had been carrying onto the ground. Every member of The Demon Shadows fell to the ground submissively. "Those of y

The cab driver dropped me off at the bottom of a dirt road and sped off, he shouted something in Spanish, and it sounded like he said; “if you want to walk through the gates of hell walk through it alone bless his soul.” I made my way up the long dirt road, almost falling on my face a couple of times because of these ridiculously high heels my friend asked me to lend me. I stopped in front of a huge white metal gate with a wolf's head engraved on the front, I pressed the buzzer and the screen lit up displaying a man in black. “Speak your name.” he grouched “ Good morning, my name is Reyda Harvey, I'm here for the interview.” “What's the password, it should be written on the back of your form

Azalea’s POV New York! And Juilliard! Finally, I will be back to campus. My family wouldn’t be too disappointed in me if I resumed my studies, would they? That’s what I was thinking as Orion Evans drove his car at a steady speed on the highway. He played a popular song with a simple, cheerful tune, its rhythm and melody arranged in such a way that I immediately knew it was a song about hopeful optimism. Inspiration struck, and I felt my fingers tremble, eager to play a real piano again.

A Shadow at the Horizon The secure residence turned into quiet, however the anxiety turned into suffocating. The weight of Dominion’s very last message pressed closely on all of us: “Watch the horizon.” Vanessa sat in the front of her laptop, scrolling through statistics with a fierce intensity. The glow from the display illuminated her exhausted face as she pieced collectively each thread of Dominion’s last network. “They’re regrouping,” she stated finally, breaking the silence. “I’ve intercepted scattered communications among their remnants. They’re pulling resources, contacting vintage allies, and making ready for something. But I can’t pinpoint what.”

The cassette crackled. For several seconds there was only static. Then Chinelo spoke again. "If you have reached this point..." "...it means Horizon is already rebuilding." Justice Sani's expression hardened. "She predicted it." "You cannot destroy Horizon by exposing its members." "New members will always replace them." "You must find the person who teaches them to become Horizon." Amara whispered, "The teacher." Michael's eyes widened. Magnus' final words echoed in his mind. "It was the man who taught us both."

The timer was accelerating. Seventeen hours had become— Six. Gabriel stepped forward. “What did you do?” Naomi looked up, shaken. “I didn’t do anything.” Elena stared at the horizon. “It’s responding.” Arthur’s voice cracked slightly. “To what?” Elena answered. “To her remembering.” Silence. Ama felt her pulse hammering now. The horizon felt closer again. Too close. As if the world itself was leaning toward her. The man in black finally spoke. “The cycle is destabilizing.”