Scara X Kazuha Novels & Stories

Around Scarlet’s specialized reclining chair stood her quiet mechanical entourage, assistive arms, voice-activated panels, sensory drones waiting like loyal sentinels. Scarlet herself was still as sculpted stone. The brace lifted her head in perfect alignment, her long braid resting over one shoulder. She couldn’t move anything below her neck, yet her eyes, sharp, intelligent, endlessly alive, commanded the entire room. “Come closer, Cassie,” Scarlet said. Her voice was silk threaded with steel. A robotic arm glided forward, tapping a glowing control on the interface table. Screens bloomed to life across the wall. Cassie approached. Sebastian sat in the corner, arms folded, face calm but mar

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

Gesa was a small city in Hanorak bordered by green vegetation, the people were mainly farmers, fishermen and traders, Infact it had the largest market west of Hanorak with stalls bursting to fullness with more wares than a mind could fathom there were cabbages and melons the size of a bull's head and grapes so sweet and juicy they stained the fingers a shocking purple for days after wards, there was a cobbler and a tanner and a cart full to spilling with buttered scones, the jeweller stood by his curtained tent enticing ladies to sample his wares and exclaiming how it brought out the light in their eyes or the milkiness of their skin, somewhere ahead a juggler juggled his colourful balls and

he shrugged. “Why?” she asked annoyed by her excessive nosiness. “Well...... I'm not sure if you will understand but when I hold a paper the words don't seem to focus...and I have to work harder in placing them"he shrugged. "Have you considered getting a spectacle?"she asked.

(One month later…) (Caprice La Veure auction house, Battingham Kingdom) “I… Can’t believe that we are actually here in an auction house. Don’t you think it’s too sudden, Sire?” Miyu pouted as she tilted her head to the side to look at Kazal who was standing beside her. Because of his breed, Kazal is a bit shorter than an average demi human male. All of his vassals, except for Miyu and Rein who are a cait sith, are taller than him. Despite having great skills, Kazal couldn’t really change his height all he wanted, that is probably among one of his weakness too.

"Scars are not just a sign of a life well- lived, but one's scars show that this person is a survivor. That they are stronger than whatever life could throw at them. So don't you ever think that the scars you carry because of your past make you any less worthy, instead, they indicate that you should be celebrated even more! And as for your capabilities as Luna, I have seen firsthand that you are empathetic and emotional without being timid or self- indulgent. At the same time, you are resilient and strong without being cold and unfeeling. It is a delicate balance that you somehow maintain effortlessly, and I have experienced recently that you don't mind breaking the rules for the sake of som

Somewhere, in the heart of Philadelphia, a third power was rousing from its slumber. Kazuya Tekada, the charismatic boss of the Japanese mafia could be seen with his characteristic eerie smile. His eyes filled with excitement, as he was in the midst of finalizing a deal. "Yeah, yeah! Don't you worry about a thing, my friend," Kazuya spoke with a confident tone, his voice laced with a hint of excitement. "Our guys will make sure your merchandise is delivered safe and sound. We've got the finest coke, the finest marijuana, and as a special token of appreciation from our esteemed organization, we've even thrown in a little bonus for you."

Akiko wasted no time and ducked over to assist while Zen continued studying the boss as Sasha applied healing items on herself. The first few times the gargoyle boss attacked, Zen was clueless about what happened. However, he realised how soul lamps would extinguish each time before teleportation. He knew where it would disappear but not where it would appear. It was a significant finding because the boss has never once teleported to the same position it disappeared from. It was a calculated guess that the boss could not teleport to the place it disappeared from, but it was a gamble Zen was willing to take. At this rate, Sasha wouldn’t hold on for much longer, and he could not afford to lose

Deborah echoed, “The Horizon Mirror is worth fifty million, so a set of fitting furniture must be at least ten million, or else it’s just plain embarrassing using old furniture.” “Hahaha!” Everyone laughed. Kaze chuckled. “Ten million? That’s what you call class? That’s just the study desk I bought to place in Hector’s home office.” “You’re still talking big, aren’t you?” Samus’ expression turned grim. He then grinned strangely and said, “Kaze, why don’t we have a bet? I bet you can’t afford tens of millions of furniture.” “Sure. What are you betting?” Kaze nodded. “If you win, I will jump into the lake and swim back!”

The thick steel plate was severely dented, crumpled inward like a crushed soda can, but it hadn't breached the cockpit. Kazi let out a grating, mechanical laugh as the suit’s servos whined, pushing the massive machine back to its feet. "You hit hard, boy," Kazi ground out. "But you're fighting a mountain with your bare hands. You think your little light show makes you a god? You're just a freak with a battery. And batteries run out." Kazi stepped forward, the floor cracking under his weight. He swung his left arm—a massive, hydraulic pincer claw designed for riot control.