Prince Zuko Blue Spirit Mask Novels & Stories

"Can you or can't you?" She arched an eyebrow. "Don't get impatient, princess. Magic's an art, not a state of mind, that takes time." I groaned. "Then we're lost." Liam snorted. Magda hesitated, her trembling hand held in mid-air. "All right, all right. I can do that. But there's a catch." "There always is," I said to her. "The spell won't hold," she informed me. "It will dissolve if it catches a scent of blood. If you get slashed up in an accident or intentionally and start to bleed, then the glamour will start to unravel until your body can heal itself."

Pockmark Mask now. ***

I couldn’t even speak from my shock. His eyes snapped to me and met mine. His eyes are a piercing jade, cold and hard. His blue suit had the star constellations stitched into it with moons in all phases, sparkling silver. The blue so deep, I imagined only the deepest parts of the sea could be such a dark blue, devoid of light swallowed by darkness. I wanted to get lost in that darkness with him. “Uh yeah. You know the Crown Prince’s eldest son and declared heir. The King’s grandson.” Mari answered sarcastically. “He’s stunning right?”

“He’s sending you to your death! We lost half our men just getting here! How are we supposed to survive? No food, no water, no money! And you… your face.” Zic looked at the man he called the Fourth Prince. His skin was as pale and flawless as fresh milk. Even though he was dressed in coarse, torn clothes, he seemed to glow. His face was all sharp angles and a perfectly set jawline. His long hair was tied in a ponytail, showcasing a perfect forehead, a straight nose, and lips as red as blood. But the most captivating thing was his eyes… a deep blue that was just charming. He was breathtaking.

It was as if he saw something in her that even she didn’t fully understand. “You have no idea what you're dealing with, Karina,” he said softly, his voice laced with the knowledge of a thousand years. “The Third Prince of Zorana isn’t just a king. He’s the rebirth of an entire world. And you… you are the one who will make it all possible.”

'Wei Zhi Yin' has dyed silver white hair and black eyes while the Imperial Crown Prince 'Huang Zhi Yin'; which is his real identity possessed a natural silver white hair and silver eyes. Wei Zhi Yin disguise the true color of his eyes into black obsidian color that's why the most eye catching in him is, his hair and his face. While the Crown Prince Huang Zhu Yin is known for his silver eyes and ailver White hair even though no one know what he looks like. After entering the room, Zhi Yin took off his mask and hood as he strode towards the table where a man in his late twenties currently sitting while drinking tea. "Dad." Huang Nian Zhen smiled as he stood up and hug his son. Zhi Yin smiled

They wore a mask, so they wouldn’t attract attention while getting inside the location. Rieska wore a swirling black gown accented with silver, her dark mask sculpted like a raven, covering the upper half of her face. She let her hair flowed loosely with small braids on each side of her ear. And Zenus in his black armor and mask of a black panther. His twin swords were resting on his back. In comparison, Eleand chose a high collar black jacket with gold embroidery. His delicate gold mask carved a dragon’s head. He was confident in his faerie form minus the wings.

“Perhaps it’s because you’re inferior.” The man scoffed. “Do you think I’d truly lose to a stinking brat like you who’s still wet behind the ears?” He suddenly took out a brocade box from inside his robe and opened it. There was a Soul Core flashing out a purple light. A Soul Core’s spiritual power level would start from red, orange, yellow, light green, dark green, blue, and lastly, purple. Purple marked the highest spiritual power. Moreover, with his Soul Core outside his body, he could break into the palace with ease. It showed that every ray of his soul power was stronger than others.

He did not need Mandy’s Melody to help him get the blue spores. Making his way back to the lake, Zen realised that Mandy’s Melody was more useful than he had thought. Hernie’s mushroom mask helped to filter harmful air substances, but it did not make Zen immune to other debuff effects if he was attacked. Without the shrine maiden’s special buff spell, Zen would never have hunted those vampire mushrooms so easily. “If I die hunting these regular Pixie Prank Parasols, I’ll go back to get Mandy’s Melody,” Zen promised himself.

He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.” I became dumbfounded at the moment and couldn’t speak a word but just look into his sparkling eyes. He blinked and cleared his throat before looking away, he made his way out of the room without looking back. My heart that was accelerating at the moment stopped the instant he closed the door vanishing from my sight.