Sirin Honkai 소설 & 이야기

I lick my bottom lip in anticipation. This is what I need. Him to be mad. Me to fight back. To release my anger towards him. He kicks my legs further apart, orders me to stay, and then I hear him walk around me to get his supplies. When I feel him stand back behind me, he grabs my wrists, pulling them to the small of my back, and then there’s the familiar sensation of rope being tied around them. “Two things. One, stay completely silent unless I ask you something.” He says menacingly into my ear as he ties. “Second, when you answer, I want you to call me ‘Sir’.”

"Not even I can tell how old this is" "Even the things I know to be from of old would consider it ancient" "A weapon so ancient and powerful, yet it only asks for one thing in return" "FAITH" Orie wasn't out of options but the staff provided a much better plan than he already had. What he was most grateful for was that fact that he could save his last great trick for later. SHIN SEKAI SECRET: The founder and first champion of the new world tournament was principal Rin Murasaki. She didn't participate again after that.

i began, dropping to my knees. “Don’t move.” The voice wasn’t loud, but it didn’t have to be. It was slow, exacting. The kind of voice that didn’t need to raise itself to be obeyed. And when I looked up,my breath caught in my throat and eyes met the man behind it. Sebastian Whitlock. Tailored in black, six-foot-something of sleek composure, and eyes like frost pulled from a winter storm. The air around him shifted with precision. Men straightened in his presence. Women held their breath. And Me? I forgot every single rule I’d rehearsed.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

I wonder if it would be higher if it wasn’t near the cliffside. My mind kinda went blank as my vision was ensnared by the California shore that passed. It was early in the evening so the sun had just begun to set. The water sparkled and was an almost dark purple shade, which contrasted from the soft pink and golden oranges that swirled in the horizon. I saw some dolphins or seals jump out of the water in the distance. I smiled as it was like they were waving to me and welcoming me into their home.

“But this is my ‘home’.” “Aren’t familiars supposed to follow their mast…” “You’re not my master.” “Anyways aren’t you supposed to?” “Summon me from anywhere and I shall appear. I am the Silver Beast. Don’t think of me like lesser yokai and beasts from folktales. I. AM. SUPERIOR.” “A-Alright. Then I’ll head back.” Says Akihiko and walks to the main door of the building. He opens the door and stands there. Fenrir takes a seat on his throne and asks-

Why am I stuck with these little kids! Welcome to crazy ride of Seirryu. What do you think about Kazuo-kai's story? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

Crossing a hand over her heart she started; "Dia dhuit", she greeted politely, "As mentioned, my name is Hikaru Raijin I'm an Ascendant of the Spirit of Lightning. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance", she greeted. "Raijin?" Moira hummed, "Like the God of Lightning in Japanese myth?" she queried politely. Pleasantly surprised Hikaru smiled and nodded, "Similar", she answered, and "He's the Japanese God or thunder, storms and lightning and my father", she stated bowing.

It sucks. 4: Hiro - Demons and Shin