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He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Back then they merely swept it off as a normal event among them mortals; after all, they did not expect that the god of games would intervene. But this time, they are more vigilant. 500 years is not a long time for immortals and what happened then is still fresh in their minds. This time, they need to watch over carefully and cull any threat that might affect the mortal plane this time. After all, anything that could destroy the mortal plane will affect the other planes, especially the one where they are staying. In principle, the mortal plane serves as the base on which the higher planes sit. “No,” Slabhrai corrected, still clo

Damn gin! His voice comes out soft in an attempt to explain. “A moroi is not like a strigoi. Their soul is not here. Only remnants of their desires remain impregnated inside the bodies. They are more like automatons, doing things they thought they had to do. It was for the better to be set free.” “Better for whom?” I look at him through tears. “For that woman and child who got a fire to warm them up on winter nights? For a father’s soul who only wanted to take care of his kid? Or for the people who know that the dead should not be walking?”

TYSON After my body was able to metabolize all the wolfsbane and finally heal properly, my brother and I started planning the memorial service we'd have to hold later that week. The final count for our pack was ten dead, which was a very good number considering, especially since we had never trained for battle with wolfsbane. The experience still traumatized me, and I was determined to follow through on my dedication to becoming tolerant. No more fucking around. Practically dying out on that battlefield was a huge wake-up call.

Memories of Rush and Nightshade exterminating the wolves and, after that, every manner of supernatural species. I looked into his eyes as I dissolved the mind link but held my hands tightly to the sides of his head as my eyes flared. "Ex potestate maleficarum tui homicidii, per hoc removeo potestates tuas et te excommunicam de ostio maleficarum!"

Some mortals even worked for immortals as guides or managed island-wide formations themselves. This surprised Adrian, as such a situation would be unthinkable in the Southern Forest. Even though mortals lacked spiritual energy, they could follow instructions to place essence stones according to formation patterns after being taught a few steps. While these formations might not deter beasts, they were effective against natural disasters. For instance, during a tsunami, Adrian believed that without these formations, mortals would likely perish. Moreover, without im

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