Sailor Moon Crystal And Tuxedo Mask Novels & Stories

He waved his hand and the white crystal floated toward Jon. Jon quickly caught the white crystal and examined it. The crystal was crystal white and it was round. "What's this?" Jon asked while looking at the crystal in his hand curiously. "It's called the Elemental Nexus Crystal" Old Man Feng said and poured himself another jug of wine. The Elemental Nexus Crystal is a pristine, translucent crystal radiating a gentle, iridescent glow reminiscent of ethereal energies. Its smooth surface was adorned with intricate, swirling patterns that seem to shift and change as if mirroring the essence of the elements it represents.

The unmistakable mark of the Fallen. Sariel stepped forward first, kneeling as he presented something cupped carefully in his hands. A crystal gleamed within his palms. The Moonstone. Its pale glow pulsed with immense lunar energy. “Your Excellency,” Sariel said respectfully, bowing his head. “I have acquired the Moonstone so that you may regain your strength fully.” Seeing this, Luna accepted the stone. The moment her fingers closed around it, a surge of cool lunar power flowed through her body. Her mood lifted slightly. “Also, Your Excellency,” another voice spoke. It was Haniel. There was a strange amusement in her tone. Something that no longer suited the former Seraph of Hope and Grace.

We stepped outside and the moonbeam hit the ritual circle like a blade of pure silver while my mother turned slowly in the center with her eyes carrying the faint markings of the Silver Crown and her expression completely unreadable. Cadan stepped out of the shadows beside her, alive and unharmed, with the fresh symbol of the Silver Crown carved deep into his chest and he looked straight at me before he smiled and spoke the words that stopped my heart. “The Luna ascends tonight, but not the one you think.”

But this time, he dared to disappoint me. I hurled my crystal bracelet at the wall, watching it shatter. It was the only one in the world. Good, I will ask for a new one. I heard he commissioned an even bigger moon crystal, I won't take chances, I will ask for it first. “Your highness, please calm down. That crystal is one of the ones you like.” Susanna said, quickly going down on her knees, bowing before me. I scoffed and kicked her away.

I crack the heavy oak panel open just enough to grab the leather bag from her paws. A massive cloud of hot white steam escapes from the stone pool room as my boots slowly slide across the floor. The new tunic Iris brought is a bright, shimmering mix of silver-lake cloth and purple valley leather that is supposed to make me look like an ancient forest prince for the outdoor crystal scrolls. Not many wildland fighters can wear those soft court colors without looking completely silly, but my smooth skin and lean shoulders make the bright fabric look totally natural. I look like a mystical alpha warrior stepping right out of a spirit legend with the hot mist floating all around my chest.

The mask settled against her face, the crystal edges fitting to her bone as if grown there. She looked in the mirror. Her silver hair against the deep purple, her violet eyes glowing with the Moon Seal's light, the torn veil floating above her head like a broken halo. Not a queen. Not an angel. Something older. Something that had walked through death and sewn a gown from its own refusal to break. She checked the clock. Half-hour past eight. The Masquerade was in full swing, Selene's gloating reaching its peak, her friends believing her defeated.

Today was not a day for showing softness; today was a day to display absolute power. With the help of the maids, I put on the official ceremonial attire of the Luna of Sapphire Water. The gown itself was a deep midnight blue. The ceremonial cloak, crafted from ocean-blue velvet and adorned with shimmering silver embroidery that resembled streams of holy water, lent an aura of steadfast grandeur. Lastly, a diadem was placed upon my head. The gleaming silver band cradled a large, crescent-moon-shaped pure sapphire, nestled gracefully amidst my red hair.

Tamara said, clutching her stomach. “Hold on to this for me,” Solana said, handing over our crystal to her. “I want to talk to Rune for a few minutes.” Tamara glared at me as she got the crystal. She nodded at Solana before heading into the hall with Aurelia who was staring at me.