Orochimaru Voice Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 3: THE RELIC BENEATH GLASS Scene 7: Discovery from the Deep Orochi smiled from the wall of water. “At last,” he said. “My queen.” I stepped between him and Ayame. The water distorted my reflection across his black armour. His red eyes followed me, calm and bright, as if centuries had passed without costing him a breath. “You are dead,” I said. His smile widened. “You said that before.” The room grew colder.

Wanting to reassure the brunette, Luna opened her mouth to say a few words of comfort when a second voice filled with urgency yelled out to Maria. "Maria! Move away from there now!" Akihito's relaxed posture from before vanished, frightful eyes fixated on Maria. Who cluelessly tipped her head to the side when she noticed a large shadow fell over her. Maria craned her head back, emerald eyes transforming into saucers when she saw the robust build of a creature. Its arms and legs were thick with muscles and covered in shabby armor, but it had the face of a pig. 'An orc?!' Maria was caught off guard by the creature sudden appearance.

I must have been gaping for God knows how long, because he suddenly cleared his throat, snapping me out of my "trance" "Did you even hear a word of what I said?" He dramatically sighed and face palmed. I stood up from my crouching position and blinked twice, getting into my fighting stance. He merely turned his back to me, clicking his tongue in disapproval. "My name is Okiro. A warlock of the five white clans of Duna. An endangered specie and the one of the last of my kind... thanks to your father's good work." What the fuck now? I'm pretty sure my eyes were as big as saucers now.

Sensing her tension Kimiko approached her but Iori waved her off turning toward the man who was standing before her with an arrogant smile on his face. “Hello, Tohru wasn’t it?” Iori asked deciding to deal with the matter as it came…

Someone is using it to communicate with you. ‘Who?’ The spider turns around as it climbs off the corpse of the half eaten troll. ‘Hi…’ it says in a cheerful voice. ‘Would you mind telling me how you got your curse broken?’ My skin breaks out in goosebumps as all the hairs on my arms and neck stand. ‘Is that who I think it is.’ ‘Yes. That is the curse caster, Noroya.’ It mimics a smile that is the complete opposite of everything I am feeling now.

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

Ejima raised her hands in submission. “Get up,” The voice commanded, still pressing the tip of the spear on her neck. “I came in peace,” Ejima said as she walked up to her feet. “With a sling and a dagger?” The voice asked before a rough hand yanked the sling from her possession and unbuckled the dagger on her arm. “Move,” “Please, where are we going?” “You are in no position to ask questions,” The voice shouted and Ejima jumped from the pain that pricked her neck. It was a blessing in disguise though, because the little show of pain made it possible to see the owner of the voice.

it was to run away but before he could shake it off a voice in his head did it for him saying the word "attack" It was a voice that he trusted, a voice that couldn't be wrong, a voice that relayed to him the instructions of the gods but this time it told him to do something he was sure he couldn't do. the voice said again "attack" but Orie still didn't follow "attack!...attack!!...attack!!!" It repeatedly yelled, each time with more intensity until Orie finally gave in and hit Endo with a punch to the stomach. the punch sent Endo flying, and Orie was left dumbfounded. what he expected was an unusual counter accompanied by a whole lot of damage but none of that happened.

The voice was deep. Orpheus was shocked. Who the fvck could that be?

She also keyed in the number to call the police on her cell phone, and she was already prepared to make the phone call as soon as anything went bad. At this time, Sophie, who was sitting in the Rolls-Royce, looked at Charlie before she raised her brows and said to Jaime, “Hey! The Japanese man that you talked about is actually an Oskian!” Jaime sighed as he said, “Since he is an Oskian, he should know better than to provoke a local, then. How could he possibly defeat Eikichi? This young lad is a little too reckless…” Sophie shook her head and said regretfully, “This guy is actually quite handsome. I really did not expect him to be such a dimwit…”