Nagisa Karma Novels & Stories

He lost weight, his cheeks hollowed, and dark circles were etched under his eyes. He gasps for breath, extending his hand towards me, but I don't reach out to take it. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I maintain my composure and ask, "What's ailing you?" "Karma," he replies with a chuckle that transitions into a harsh cough. "Karkinos.” Karkinos is a sickness for werewolves that has no cure. No magic could heal it. It will eat your system until you die. “I deserve it for how I mistreated you."

The woman nodded, “Tell me, Ejima, does this look like a coincidence?” Ejima swallowed as she stared at the choirs of eyes that were staring back at her. It was almost impossible to think that those little children that could barely make a sound, were now standing on their feet with no support. Who could guess that this day would come? Who could have guessed that dropping those baskets into the water would save lives? “This is the finger of the creator,” Ejima whispered, unable to find words. “It sure is, Ejima, and by the way, my name is Ngozi." The smile broadens, "we've waited so long for this day. We have waited to give you her blessing and her gift.”

those words came out of her mouth like a music. At this point, Karma felt unusually less confident. Like she met someone who feels more superior than her despite the fact that the girl infront of her looks fragile like the wings on her back. She seems glowing and she couldn't stand the light but something feels like pulling her towards her small glowing body. Leaning towards her, she whispered her name, "Karissa Margot, but I prefer you call me your Karma" she smirked erasing the hint of consciousness. "Your name feels like just you are. I'm Odette, the good swan" Karma felt like she could see color whenever hearing her voice.

I could tell from their eyes that those who were jailed were from Kósmima – they looked fatigued and had a dull look in their eyes. Tears started forming in the corner of my eyes. I didn’t know why I was feeling so sad seeing this playing out. As the video progressed, there came a woman with jet black hair, raising a cube. I didn’t understand what it was, but I had chills from looking at it. It burned bright and the five knights that were facing her suddenly dropped to the ground, the man in the center with a buzz-cut hair stood staggering, facing the woman who was smiling.

She wasn't in any rush for revenge anyway. Seraphine texted back, "They may have made up, but things will be different now that you're in the picture. I'm rooting for you, Aria!" Aria replied, "Thanks for the reassurance. May everything fall apart for them." After reading the reply, Seraphine set her phone aside and slowly drifted back to sleep. She knew Clifford well enough to know the forgive-and-forget act was just part of his fake, polished image. He had always been a firm believer in karma. One day, he, too, would make Clarissa experience the taste of a painful betrayal. Aria would be the final nail in the coffin.

Nigal burst out laughing, he laughed so hard that he has tears in his eyes. “Oh, I thought I had seen it all but clearly I was wrong, tell me, who do you think you are to challenge me? you know I can kill you here and be done with this?” Nazima smirked. “What? Are you afraid of your people seeing you beaten by a weak Naga woman, is that why you want to end this here?” her comment made Nigal angry.

The author"s waifu is Mitsuha Miyamizu from Your Name movie.)′ Alfi smiled Kartika remains silent. "Yup, he is a high-quality weirdo!" Said Kartika in her mind. "Alfi? Can you do me a favor?" Kartika asked. "What is it?" Asked Alfi. "Try to touch the carpet motive in front of you with your palm," Kartika explained. Alfi touches the motive with his palm and then shining light appears from the whole room. Alfi screams aloud because of the light"s effect. Kartika sees it in surprise.

“What a terrifying Ignis! Not to mention the First Transformation of the Flame Art’s Three Fire Transformations. As expected from a Supernatural Power created by a Caelum Acmean.” Narga wore a solemn expression as he looked at James, who was standing at the distance. He tried to plead, saying, “Please spare my life, Forty-nine. I’ll promise you anything. I’ll give you anything you want.”

“ What is your name?” “ Delta Kima. Third noble son of House Dikashpu, Tenth ruling house of the Azrez,” the Naga answered. “ What is a noble doing here?” Thora asked. “ I was caught in a bribe with another noble. I was arrested and a few months later was released from my cell and thrown in the back of this carriage,” Kima answered.