Susanoo Skeleton 소설 & 이야기

The lines started to become more polished as the intelligence of the beasts increased until they became beautiful and majestic. The one that stuck out the most for David was the painting of a skeleton. It had 12 blood-red wings coming from its back, two pairs of horns grew on its head, and a red heart was glowing on its chest. It was pointing at the sky, and its flaming eyes looked upwards. Surrounding him were kneeling figures, some were tall, others were short, some were alive, some were ghosts. But all of them respectfully bowed to the existence that the skeleton was signaling. Skeletor looked with interest at the painting and tried to touch it with his bony fingers, but a hand stopped hi

The soul eater sits on the floor, covered in blood and something else that I don't recognize until I open the door further and step in. Looking down, I see a disemboweled baby torn to shreds. It's in so many pieces that I can't even tell for sure what it is, except for the baby bottle half buried in the blood and intestines. Suddenly, the smell hits me and I have to bend over as I lose my supper. Sandwich spraying everywhere, even on the soul eater. She looks up at me and smiles while holding an arm bone and then begins gnawing on it.

He laughed uncontrollably making me jump unexpectedly. “You humans are hilarious; you seem to fail to realize you all are born of the same mother she knows no color. Your skin is a mere formality where genetics are concerned you all come from an Annunaki woman whose skin resembles the sky of the universe from which the lords rule over. Your skin represents the colors of the world in the purest forms that come from the creation of the royal blood line of the Annunaki, and the slightly diluted color of the LuLu of those who were created to serve the Annunaki.”

I asked. "Ah..." He began awkwardly and let go of me before moving back a little. "It's nothing." "It's not nothing, Hig. It looks like it hurt." He held my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "It doesn't hurt anymore so, don't worry." I heard someone giggle and I looked around his shoulder at the older woman stood behind him. She was short with straight, brown hair that was tied in a bun. She wore a grey suit and I couldn't help but notice that she resembled Higan quite a bit.

Paisley shrieked. "Everyone knew I had a bad taste in friends because I know you," Nozomi shrieked back. Daiki closed in on the cloud of darkness, "Hand of judgment," his second fist entered the cloud, and a white light enveloped the dastardly mist. "May the rulers of heaven help you find peace," and the cloud popped out of existence. He watched the massive skeleton turn into hundreds of bones. With a single motion from his hand, a sewer cover opened, another swept the bones down into the darkness. He strode up to Nozomi and Paisley and held up his finger.

Roy unleashed his Domain, the Heavenly Thunder Domain, again. Thunderous noises could be heard. A giant upper body appeared on top of Tay. It was a skeleton with a skull that was several meters wide in radius. The upper body was over ten meters wide, and there was a huge sword on the left arm. The skeleton was ignited in spiritual flames and was covered in runes. Benedict was levitating on top of the skeleton. He looked at Wilbur coldly. A threatening spiritual pressure exuded from the skeleton. It rose to the sky and enveloped the mountaintop. It was frightening to the people.

On a planetary scale. Lina let out a small, pained whimper and pointed at the base of the monolith. There, partially buried in the loam, was a skeleton. It was large, reptilian, with a long neck and a formidable skull. It was not a creature from any record I knew. And it was not just dead. Its bones were translucent, crystalline, as if their very essence had been rewritten. "This is what's wrong," Lina whispered, her voice trembling. "The song stops here. It can't get through." She looked at me, her eyes wide with a new, chilling fear. "It's not a wall, Mama."

Beneath the moonlight, the room wasn't as illuminated as it was during the day, but I could still see clearly. When I turned my head, I saw that Zane wasn't here! He must have gone to the basement to "work out". This time, I wanted to see with my own eyes what kind of "workout" he was doing. When I sat up, I heard a rattling noise as my left hand was pulled down. I tugged harder, only to find a silver handcuff around my wrist! The handcuff was connected to a chain that was firmly tied to the leg of the bed frame!

Nyxoria frowned, following Ora’s hand. And then she saw it. Her breath froze. Behind the throne chair, pinned to the old crumbling stone wall, was a massive skeleton figure. It stretched out, its body lifeless, its bones a mix of white and black and unnatural. Wings, huge, skeleton wings, extended from its back. She swallowed hard, stepping closer, unable to tear her gaze away from the massive form. "What…what is this?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.