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“While you search for Lilith, Tristan and I can send some of our enforcers to see if there are any rumors or sightings of Lilith and any unfamiliar supernaturals. You wouldn’t happen to have an image of Lilith lying around?” Lucifer shakes his head. “Regrettably, I do not. Lilith and I were never truly close.” I think it over. “I’m not very artistic, but I can probably create a rendering of her likeness.” Mikhail raises his hand and signals for attention. “I can draw something up if you give me a good description.” Azazel salutes him. “I can attest to that. Mikhail is an incredibly accomplished artist.” “Alright.” I rise. “We will let you know if we discover anything new. All we ask is that

And the fact that belief in the supernatural and paranormal also means a belief in a Spiritual Creator/Father. So from the Supernatural Spa, this is The Diwata saying goodnight and hope to see you again soon.

The Tressencia Completare Art must be extraordinary to have ranked first on the list. “I wonder if my Sacrificial Art made it into the list?” Sinclair was curious whether his Supernatural Power was on the ranking published by the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. He did not really care about the rankings. He simply wanted to know whether they had records of his Supernatural Power. If they did, and James’ Supernatural Power still topped the list, then the Tressencia Completare Art must be exceptional. “Sacrificial Art?” James frowned and replied, “I didn’t see anything called Sacrificial Art on the list. However, there was one called the Heavenly Sacrifice. Is it related to you?”

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss The house of supernaturals was discovered by who? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss The dreams of unknown realities that fell upon the supernatural team was casted upon them by who?

We made it to the museum, the two bodyguards bought us the ticket to get in, people did a double take when they saw Dante coming, I kind of forgot that he's a lord, he's not just Dante around the house, for everyone else he's lord Dante! I saw some people bow their heads to him, and get out of the way which was awesome, I wasn't overwhelmed with way too many people around me. The museum isn't a regular one, most of the art around here are made by supernaturals, they vary from art that you could live, they had magic all over them, paintings that actually followed you around, status that could tell you the words their makers meant to say. It was very exciting, and extremely expensive to get in

Past continues… “The Supernatural World comprised five worlds — Werewolves, Vampires, Witches/Wizards, Fairies, and Demons. Everything was going peacefully, but good and evil are the two sides of the same coin. They both are needed somewhere in the world to balance things,” Cole started narrating.

She was left with no choice and left alongside Nicholas who said that he will send her to the library before he leaves. Zinnia already knew that saying no will only annoy the overly doting man and so she didn’t react to it anymore. She can only allow the man to pamper her to his heart's content. As they walked past the tall gigantic walls, Zinnia went silent as she felt the extreme familiarity from the artworks hanging on the wall. Some of the framed artworks had names on them while the others didn't. Most of them were sketches of forests, wolves, the moon, and some kind of artwork about a goddess that somehow causes her mind to go blank from time to time.

“I assure you I’m not, Dr Jin.” “Don’t call me Supernatural Professor. Just call me Ant. Everyone calls me that.” I asserted. I tried to ascertain the speaker’s identity, but the sunlight behind the figure made it hard for me to make out his facial features. I stood up to get a better view but he continued. “Some call you the Bridge. The Bridge to the other worlds.” I winced at that description written by Singapore Global, a journalistic social site with over a million subscribers. It was an inconvenient overstatement, one of the causes of unnecessary public attention.

“Good. Keep me updated on whatever you find.” I spend most of the day searching through the file. There’s not much to go by. There were three males and three girls who were decapitated, and the supernaturals that were mutilated were also males. All of them were between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two years old. The missing supernaturals’ list is a bit more extensive in their variety. Looking through the coroner’s pictures of the bodies, I try to find something that might click, but it doesn’t make sense. The bodies of the supernaturals looked like they were mauled. The coroner posted that they were shredded by an animal, but they couldn’t signify what kind. It’s odd because most coroners

Una was barely breathing. “Damn it!” He gritted his teeth. Hevian stared at the full moon and silently uttered a prayer to the Moon Goddess to spare Una from dying. It was as if the Moon goddess heard him at once because, after a few seconds, a female faerie with silver hair and blue clothing suddenly appeared. There were sparkles of white lights like a firefly covering her body, a sign that she used Vanire—a type of teleportation magic. Hevian’s face beamed in his shortness of breath. “Lady, please help her.”