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Asher admired how this floor seemed like a completely different world from the club down below. The Golden walls around them sported fancy faux oil lamps that gave the hall a calming glow. The carpets below their feet were blood red with golden accents and the doors to either of their sides were simple wood with golden overlay and gold metal plates displaying room numbers. Anyone with eyes could easily understand the higher the floors the more important the people were. Room 1510 appeared just to Ashers right. Taking a deep breath he motioned for David to knock, feeling it would be rude to just enter. Nodding David balled his fist and connected it with the door.

"You will disappear and will never go back so you don't dare die until you grow a soul and I can reincarnate you." We focused our attention on her as she held Gabriel and Raphael by the neck. They have no trace of wounds but you can see the weakness in them as if they have been fighting Syne for years. Is Syne really that powerful? "Wait, what?" Vanna said. "Vampires can grow a soul?" "Anyone can grow a soul," she replied. "Let's settle this Michael," she firmly said. "Just us and let's forget about the vampires. After all, it should only be between us."

The sea, by its nature, stores in itself something that is not on the Moon and the Sun, namely, the echo of the human soul. Slightly washing the stone shore and washing away traces from the sand, the sea seems to be holding a conversation with everyone. And its words sound in every soul. In some places, waves suddenly rise up, creating the walls which look like a multi-storey building and then descend again. At times, the sea seems to forget that it is part of the world, it begins to live its life showing that it is here, the queen. Carrying a small boat on its calm waves, the sea seemed magnificent to Adelard's soul that time as never before. Seeing in these waves Celeste herself, her out

Placing the creature in his lab coat's hollow pocket, he grabbed a book from the dusty shelf. "Sine Scientia Ars Nihil Est," he said, reading the title aloud. Flipping the pages but without looking at them, he stared at the elderly professor's back. "Spirits are fine partners for the world, Professor. But we can't fully explain their weird abilities with our science as of now, right? And we can't just go and disturb the balance, sir—" Zen heaved out a sigh and turned his head only to look at the young man with a scornful face.

While everyone was examining the works one by one, Hande showed her mother her favorite work. "This impressed me a lot. When I first received it, I thought about who it was. Who had it made for whom, how did he feel when he received it. How did the owner feel when he wore it. I am more interested in the spiritual aspect of the work than its material value. First feelings are very important. It is as if the person who wears this necklace I felt your feelings from my heart. How beautiful isn't it?" While Hande was looking at the necklace they found with admiring eyes, her gaze was pensive, just like her speech. Her mother forcibly took her eyes off the necklace she was looking at with admirat

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

Tsk, this man he's not just an idiot but a chicken too. "Then you won't find out about the legends of the five trait stones." Mnemosyne replied that now she raised an eyebrow at Uno. "What do you mean?" I gently question the three of them. "Because Avalon was the first person to be given trait stones by the gods." Hela replied that we were all really upset.

' The old man saw their curious looks and laughed. "You all must be new to Atlantica right?" the old man said, "Okay then, let me tell you more about these Divine Stones," the old man said. "Thank you, mister." they all bowed slightly to the old man, showing their admiration for him. "Okay. Divine Seastones are believed to possess a spiritual essence, emanating a divine aura. They are often larger compared to the other Seastones, and they exhibit an extraordinary range of vivid purple colors.

Thomas said shrugging and motioned for her to relax while they listened to the conversation. “Are you really saying that you have found the missing Moon Stone. Like the real Luna Stone!” Melissa asked after recovering from her shock. “Yes, surprisingly I believe the stone found me. I heard there will be a big auction at the underground black market and my source told me that the stone would be up for sale. You do know how important the stone is to the whole werewolf race.” Amanda said proudly as she sipped her wine for effect before dropping it down and looking at them.

He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?"