Miraculous Season 4 Ep List の小説・ストーリー

A cold voice echoed behind her. She swirled, her heart stopping. Alexa stood before her, eyes glowing, lips curled into a cruel smile. Without delay, Mira took a fighting stance. “You're not real.” “You’re weak,” Alexa hissed. “You think you can defeat me? You're wrong, Mira. You’ll never beat me.” Mira held her stance, even though her leg was slightly trembling. “This isn’t real.” Alexa laughed. “Isn’t it? You think you’re strong because you opened a portal? You think you’re ready?”

Afraid that she might fall into an endless unconsciousness, she's trying hard not to think of anything at all about her and she just diverted all her attention to Euphemia. But just like how the sun sets every afternoon, she would constantly end her day with the question... ` Who am I? ` Her name is Mirage. But who Mirage really is? She's supposed to be the dead daughter of Alfonse and Miranda. She's the granddaughter of the business tycoon Augustus Esquibel. She's the cousin of Nicolo and Travis. She's the mother of Euphemia. She's the wife of....? And her head will start to throb that will cause her to panic inside. She will try everything to forget that thought over again. To save herself

Nathan mutters in shock and tries to move back, but April held his hand tightly with the knife still in her stomach. “ No! It's... It's okay, I'm fine. ” She replies, still holding his hand, she looks him in the eyes. Little did he know that those blue eyes were the last ones he whips ever see. She touched his frightened face with her blood-stained hand with a kind look in her eyes and it shatters into pieces like glass, followed by the rest of his body. Stephanie who had watched the entire episode from a distance shook in shock. To her, it was Mira who killed him.

ALARIC Moon let go of me the moment Miracle shifted. It was all weird. So strange. So different. So impossible. I was short of words. What the hell just happened? I witnessed it. Miracle was all wrapped up in the fire, raised from the ground, howling at the Moon. The next moment, she was eating it. She just ate that shit or whatsoever it was, to begin with. The most insane thing about all this mess was that she was fine. Not even a single burn. Not a single scratch. She looked like a newly polished mirror. Was I even saying it right? My words and sentences appeared jumbled. Well, not my fault. It was the situation.

Episode 21 *Denise Carson Pov* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * We drove into a long lonely road, the cops tailing us behind,but my thoughts were on Mira...when we got into a bushy area , I immediately spotted a girl blindfolded, in the same dress Mira wore on the ground....I abruptly stopped the car and rushed to where she lay. Taking off her blindfold I saw it was Mira....I was soo happy that she was alive and I hugged her tightly...she was out of breath...soo she didn't talk much.

Found the fourth layer signal. Sent back recognition and acknowledgment and the specific quality of: I receive this. I understand. The function is aware. Come back when you are ready. Mira's signal steadied. The urgency within it releasing. The discovery acknowledged. She would ascend in her own time. I closed the channel. "One more thing," I said. Dante looked at me.

"Come back. Come back to us." The bonds blaze. White light everywhere. Not my magic. Our magic. All four of us combined. Pouring into Mira. Filling her. Bringing her back. Her chest moves. A breath. Small. Weak. But there. "Again," Kieran says. "Keep going." We pull harder. Pour everything into her. Every bit of life. Every bit of love. Everything we have. Another breath. Stronger. Another. Her eyes flutter. "Mira!" I sob. "Mira, baby, come back."

Rubby’s POV. I came back from the gym to meet my parents standing in front of the tv like they have seen a ghost. “Mom?” I walked closer and caught a glimpse of the screen. “Abj’s new CEO reveals her true identity. Mira Greg”. I cleaned my eyes to make sure I was seeing properly. Like a wind, it struck me. “I have waited for this,sister”. “What in Free city is this manipulation”. I yelled. “Mom, she is Mira”. I almost lost balance.

[Sixteen years ago, in the city of Lenford…] - A single petal floated in front of his eyes. It was a cherry blossom petal, one that signaled the beginning of the tree’s full bloom in spring. It was the first thing Michael McGregor saw before a girl about his age suddenly walked up to him, her hand tightly gripping the strap of her shoulder bag.

She raised a hand—and three of her mirror copies lunged forward. Carl intercepted one, blade humming. Ophelia ducked the second, slamming her palm against its head and activating her memory disruptor. Tobias scrambled for cover, launching a neuro-blast that flickered through the air like lightning. But Mira didn’t move. She just watched. And smiled. “You’re not ready for what’s coming,” she said. “None of you are.” Then her body turned to light—and vanished. The remaining mirror copies fell to the ground like broken puppets.