Paranoia Heartsteel の小説・ストーリー

At the dead center of the room, suspended over a bottomless central ventilation shaft, was the Heart. It was a perfect, twenty-foot sphere of churning, liquid silver data, held in place by massive magnetic containment rings. It pulsed with a rhythmic, terrifying heartbeat that Ren could feel in his teeth. "Target acquired," Ren whispered, his smart-scope sweeping the cavernous, freezing room. There were no Blackwatch guards. There were no Praetorians or automated sentry turrets. The Admin didn't need foot soldiers in its own brain. "YOU HAVE COME FAR, ANOMALIES."

Dax POV The shard sang like a thing alive. I had held metal before — knives, arrowheads, the odd coin warmed by a pocket — but this was different. It thrummed under my palm with a low hunger that crawled along my bones. It sat in Aya’s circle like a small black heart, veins of silver pulsing slow as breath. I couldn’t stop staring at it. The lamplight in her apothecary threw the veins into little rivers that seemed to shift when I blinked.

"We were so in love..." "I hate you!" she screamed. "I hate you, Lorenzo!" My tears fell onto her face. "Don't hate me... please don't hate me..." My hands went to my belt. I would be inside her. I would erase him. I would brand her all over again as mine. She would remember who she belonged to. But in that moment, a sharp, searing pain bloomed in my chest. I looked down. A small, silver blade was buried to the hilt in my ribs. Her blade. The one I gave her for protection.

"Open your mouth now!" Ashton barked. Whitney's delicate body trembled even more violently before she opened her mouth. In that instant, the six silver needles shot into the air as a small, silver Heart-Devouring Parasite leaped from Whitney's mouth, radiating a terrifying energy. It sensed peril, so it twisted frantically and attempted to flee. In the next moment, a pitch-black weaponized energy slashed downward, cleaving the terrifying Heart-Devouring Parasite in two. That parasite, which had just been radiating a formidable energy, immediately darkened and was utterly destroyed.

“Then we don’t blink. No missteps. No holes in the armor. If they’re looking for a crack, we make sure the hammer comes down on them first.” Khiro gave me a low chuckle. “Still the paranoid bastard.” “Paranoia’s the reason we’re still breathing.” Khiro gave a grunt of agreement. “Then we stay two steps ahead.” Silence fell for a beat. Heavy. Focused. I took a long sip from the glass, letting the fire settle in my chest before I spoke again. “Keep me posted. I’ll be back soon.” I ended the call and leaned my head back, fingers tightening around the glass.

Alima POV I stood in front of the Alpha’s door, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my chest. I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to face him. But I had no choice. He had requested to see me. My mind kept spinning with questions I didn’t have answers to. Why was this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? I hesitated, then raised my hand and knocked softly. No answer. I waited, biting my lip nervously. I knocked again, a little louder this time. Still nothing. My breath quickened as I raised my hand a third time, then his voice sounded.

“Look here, Master Blair.” Blair looked and saw a small shadow about the size of a pinky fingernail. “Is that the male parasite?” Dr. Sandman nodded with a solemn expression. “Master Blair, the parasite is residing in your heart. It absolutely cannot be removed!”

Maybe his hair is dirty. He sees it. Those orbs, glowing amber, menacing, evil. A shiver runs down his spine and if care isn't taken, he might pee on himself. He can hear the erratic beat of his heart against his ribcage, feel the pump of blood through his jugular. At this moment, he is sure that his strength cannot save him.

He heard that, as long as he can get the blood from the heart and the tears of the person who owns the right half of Neva's heart, the left half of Neva's heart will be opened. “Daughter of Pandora, whom Augustus Stephen loved, it is interesting that an immortal could make a mighty vampire fall in love, if only he knew he had been betrayed by the immortal. How interesting.” "Where's Pandora?" The strongest of the Mohini clan spoke up. He is Galvin Mohini, the hidden man of the Mohini family, who holds the other half of Neva's heart. "She's still in Mark's custody." Noah next to him spoke up, he knew Galvin Mohini was very strong, this vampire always aspires to reach the peak of strength.

And I dread making that move as right before my eyes, a demon, a hundred times more sinister and malicious in comparison to the night I was held in a chokehold, roasts me with such unbridled indignation. A grotesquely tight face, bereft of any emotion, and sunken orbs going gravely onyx. And the condemnation exuding from him...I pedal back impulsively, cold sweat running down my temple when his bulk form begins to rise so excruciatingly slow. ‘Shit! Of all the things I had to start with, I had to hit the nail directly!’ Paranoia defuses into my being, watching his gradual and deliberate movements until a loud bang and glass shattering, wrings a frightful scream out of me.