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Holding it in his hands, he turned it into a pair of black gloves using his Zen and wore them on his hands. As he raised his hands, a terrifying power of the Marciais Combat Form exuded from the black gloves. It contained countless Sword Lights in golden color. Instantly, it crushed the Genesis Divine Light ahead that was on the verge of dispersing.

Dark. "Come on Claus, cover me…" I say to my best friend and right-hand man. Before I go out behind the car and shoot the motherfuckers who decided to come attack me. "Just do the Dark shots," he replies, looking at me with annoyance. He smiled when he noticed how much it overwhelms him to have to shoot, he's not that good with weapons, at least not like the rest or Max. I look over my shoulder through the window of the armored van in which we came to have a clearer idea of ​​the location of the men attacking us.

Torento asked in the darkness. "Yes Boss." Terry replied. A bang was heard, the door was kicked open and just at that moment the light came back. Josh was standing by the door, a bandage wrapped around his head and some wierd looking glasses on his face. He held a baseball bat in his right hand. "Hello," he smiled, the lights went off again. There was a bang, followed by another. Someone shouted in pain, it was one of Torento's men and a crack was heard, Alex didn't need to be told to know that was a bone.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

Although she didn't know him somehow she knows that he must be a warrior because no regular Lycan was strong enough to pass the storm. It wasn't possible but this creature had passed the storm and then he stumbled in her Queendom. On top of that, he bought a companion, Alive. . . There were two possibilities. One, they both must be strong enough to survive in the wasteland and if that's the possibility than Amber needs to upgrade her shields because if they can make it up to here than anyone can.

Present- June 10th, 2033 (N.S.F.W.) I sigh relief as I step inside the hot spring pool. I sit down and close my eyes, allowing the bubbling water to melt away my stress. I had packed some spare pool clothes. I don't really enjoy wearing my neon blue bikinis. But, it's the only thing that I can wear because Vittorio is wearing my oversized military green board shorts. But on him, they fit perfectly. The orange sun is setting, turning the sky into a canvas of blues, orange, red, and yellows.

other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and all I want is blood every last one of them will pay And me and Tory will heal I was lost in my thoughts when my phone rang and I look down at it It’s Tory I just smiled it’s the call I’ve been waiting on I’ll finally have all their information and my revenge can begin it’s time they p

“HAAA!” CLASH! The seven Liams confronted each other, their golden irises flickering with wrath and animosity. Their flowing blonde hair was tossed about by the gusts of wind as the heavens above blazed with a crimson hue. The surrounding terrain was a scene of devastation, with demolished structures and debris strewn everywhere. The clamor of conflict filled the air, with lights of clashes resounding through the destruction. The seven Liams formed a ring, brandishing their respective coated armaments. Each one was armed with distinctive varieties of fighting techniques, symbolizing the dissimilar timelines they had originated from.

"Mhm?" "Words?" "My arms are aching already," he gestured with his arms. "Won't you hug me?" "No," Alex looked away, trying to hide his smile. "Put your arms down." "Noo." "Come on," Alex replied Seb's whine. "People could see us." "It's almost midnight, Blue," Seb insisted. "Everyone's in their tent so there's no way anyone can see us." "But-" "My arms are aching." "Fine," Alex finally said and moved closer to him to have him wrap his arms around him. "Happy now?"

(Author’s POV) . ‘BOOM! BOOM!’ The sound of radiant light was heard shooting at the targeted opponent. The bright light broke through the dark woods of Xevia. It was setting men and women on fire or sent them back hitting a tree that would break their bones. It was a sight feared by many. A sight that was painful to watch, with blood splatters filling the white thick snow on the ground. Berry red coloured blood cover the attackers body, making her look like a demon walking on earth.