Nightmare Klonoa の小説・ストーリー

Now a once-whole blue planet floated with just particles of itself as it drifted across this dark, lifeless plain. In a different plane lied a primordial creature of the night finding solace in the eternal night that plagued his castle, the whistle and Chimes of fate had stirred his old blood awake. He knew that times were finally changing, and it seemed he had to get back to the game. "I wonder how Netherndel is faring, it's time I get back" his deep red eyes shone with a dangerous glint as he looked across the darkness, his eyes seemed to bypass the veil between planes for his gaze had a godly presence that came with it.

She nodded and finally told them what she can remember. “But aren’t we supposed not to remember them vividly?” Amarah asked calmly. “However, that felt real, like it wasn’t a dream for me. Is it possible?” “Nightmares tend to do things like that, Arah,” Gloria answered softly. “You should go back to sleep,” Clayton finally instructed. He gently pulled her up and led her to her bedroom door. “I’ll be here, right outside your room, Amarah. I’ll stay with you.” “You don’t have to, Clayton,” Amarah insisted lightly.

It took Jess only a few minutes before she was deep a sleep. Jess was running, she was in the forest which was covered with white. Everything around her was so blurry. It was like watching a movie through a dirty window. She come to the edge of a cliff and turned around. Jess looked around, but the harder she tried to look, the dirtier the window became. She saw dark forms in the back, but they were to out of focus to tell what they were. The next moment the white forest disappeared, and Jess found herself in a body of water. She tried to swim to the surface, but she couldn’t, something was pulling her downwards. Jess looked back, to find a ghost white Jess, pulling her down, further into th

"Before I kill you." "Rush Balista, Leader of the Hunter Warrior Clan." He smiled as he took a step forward. "Now, you... are... mine." He leaped for me, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him through the sliding glass doors. Glass crashed outward with him, splintering into the living room as Rush fell backward off the balcony, followed by his partner. They both flailed their arms and legs in the air as they fell hard onto the grassy courtyard. They got up, and then other members of Nightshade saw us and pointed up. They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat.