Metal Gear Books Novels & Stories

"Our friend gave himself up for us. He sacrificed himself! There has to be a way to bring him back, right? Right?" The old man blinks at me. "He made the ultimate sacrifice." "Yes! That's what I'm saying!" Still, he continues to calmly look at me. "There is no unwriting that." "There has to be!" I curl my hands, my fingers tightening around the coin. ... The coin. I have the Golden Coin! "Damon." Turning around, I hold it up for him to see. His eyes flash with surprise. "Oh my god! You have it!" "Yeah." I lean against the wall, feeling like my insides are eating themselves. I have what we went into the pocket dimension for.

Saige suggested. "Saige, mom used to describe us as the three musketeers. We were all attached to the hip and loved each other. I can't believe that Aziel would want us dead" I replied. Saige looked like she was going to argue but closed her mouth when Alaric came back with 5 books in his arms. He set them before me and I flipped through the pages quickly. "What's this?" I asked. "The bigger books are my old high school yearbooks. I used to be a huge social butterfly-"

He's a big man, for sure. "Get the copy of necromancer's message," he ordered Gasteleon. "Next," he answered and he bowed again and left the tent. "General, this is Ales Condor. The royal doctor. He can also decipher the ancient language," Elijah introduced General Ambrosias to me. I saw the shock in his eyes. He obviously didn't expect that. No one expected that. Even myself, I did not expect that. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Ales Condor." Its head turned towards me. No matter what his expression was, it was not like the prime minister. His blonde hair is catching some attention.