Sero Cosplay Novels & Stories

Her face was painted with orange eyeshadow and blazing red lipstick. ‘I was looking at your old high school photos and I got the fright of my life. Someone or something in the heavens knows. Broke into the trailer looking for power, thirty for it. I knew it was Artemis they wanted.’ ‘Are you sure Sera?’ I leaned forward. ‘As sure as the sky is blue. I know I get them wrong, but I know when they are right. I don’t know when it‘s going to happen, I can admit that, but honey be careful.’

He was a poker face as he controlled himself not to wheeze. “Thank you, sir, nice wig and costume. Are you roleplaying Kaneki Ken? Or the vampire Zero? Those contact lenses of yours were really cool. Did you buy them from Lenscon? That was a professional contact lese designer, that’s where we buy ours!” the one in green and from head to toe asked him. He just nodded and smiled awkwardly. They really thought that he was just cosplaying. “By the way, speaking of Lenscon, do you−“

The armors' sudden movement got a 'eep' from Sona. Entering the chambers, Erik took a seat in an armchair and put Sona on his lap. The little devil looked extra cute in her magical girl costume. Some years ago, during a relaxation time after a trade negotiation with the Shinto pantheon, in Japan, Serafall found and fell in love with a new sub genre of manga that had little girls as the target readers, the magical girls (maho shojo) sub genre. After that, she traveled almost weekly to Tokyo to search for new stuff on magical girls, coming back home with new mangas, new figurines and new costumes. Not that Erik was complaining, after all, Serafall did bring her new costumes to their nights in

Never. “Then we’ll make do with that!” --- Gia insisted on helping her get ready. “If you’re going to face your almost-mother-in-law-slash-maybe-real-mother-in-law,” she said, “you might as well look like the protagonist of your devil may care arc.” Serena changed into a pale blue dress — understated, simple. Her hair loose, no jewelry but a small pair of studs. Gia whined in disapproval. “You look like an timid rose."

“Nooo!” The suffocating energy rendered the other students unconscious as they were not able to stand against the surging pressure from the clashing powers between Rosu’s barrier and Serza’s holy fire. “Rosu, Serza! Stop it!” The voice of the pink-haired girl barely seemed like a whispered in front of the raging storm. Her long floral hair was tied by a red ribbon that made her seemed a flower. Her lilac-colored eyed shone the brightest – they belonged to someone who was meant to do good things compared to her flashing predatory green eyes.

Kimberly added. Kaylan and Heather agreed. "We could still do the haunted house, but just change up the dance decorations," Kaylan added. "That's the dumbest effing idea I've ever heard." The girls turned and I stood in time to see Sera lean against the doorframe. Her red hair was a tangle of waves, framing her creamy freckled skin. The girls were in uniform - white shirt, plaid skirt, knee highs, and black shoes. Somehow Sera made the outfit look edgy.

I continued to observe him, relishing this show of stupidity. “You’ll surely love to reunite with your body again,” he went on. His hands waved in the air and instantly, glittering dusts appeared of different colors. It formed into one silvery-white long dress, quite the exact size for Serena. Nevannir formed a pleased smile and with a wave downward of his hands, the gown replaced Serena’s combat ensemble. Even if this Serena was a fake, I had to intervene. It was getting pathetic. “How about I reunite your face with my claws, Nevannir?” I asked, shifting back into my human form and lifting my camouflage ability.

Kyro stopped his car in front of a big fancy club and walked out of the car. Sera frowned and followed him. Kyro finally asked, "What did that old man ask you to do ?" "Well, my first mission is to drag him back to his house" Kyro chuckled "That's pretty hard for your first mission" Sera just nod, 'Pretty hard? Well not really" "Wear this" Kyro pass him a goggle and mask, Sera looked at him and put it on "What's this place?", she wasn't feeling good about this place.

(Serena) Both Sareen and Selie nodded and smile at her introductions, as for Kasuma and Xing, they can only nodded at Serena. Unlike any Maiden they seen before, Serena is rather very unique, she have a white hair and pale skins, not saying much, but her face were hidden behind a broken mask. But one thing that they know is that the girl is definitely deadly.

At the front rode Serros, mounted on a twisted creature stitched from silence. No robes now. Just jagged bone-plate and a crown of coiled shadow. His face, still unmistakable—sharp, calculating—but hollowed out like something had been eating him from the inside. “You’ve claimed a name,” Serros said, his voice a blade dipped in mockery. “How quaint.” Azriel didn’t flinch. “You brought an army, Serros. But what are you fighting for? Power? Control? Or just the sound of your own lies echoing back at you?”