Novel & Cerita Tomoe Tsukimichi: Moonlit Fantasy

Kōjin: “Breakfast is served. Then we teach my daughter how to burn the sky without burning the world.” Seras laughs (bright, unstoppable, home). The armor hums in perfect harmony. Sunrise over Kyoto just got a new permanent fixture: One fire sorceress in legendary shogun armor, space buns shining, crimson streak blazing, finally, finally whole. And the rest of us? We’re just lucky enough to stand in her light. Summer just became legendary.

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.

For the first time since I'd woken up my heart felt light. Yaru and Edward were far enough away I didn't feel monitored by them, and Tomichii and Kioshi were fast becoming two of my favourite people. I couldn't be entirely open with them, but it was a start. “I think, Kioshi, you're very much in danger of charming your first courtesan,” Tomichii said, his eyes sparkling as he teased his friend. I blushed and looked away, no clue how to handle such a statement when it revealed my thoughts so completely.

His tiger eyes landed at me, looking at me for a second too long before he said, “My name is Azrael. I am the Alpha of the Moon Goddess White Moon’s warriors.”

Face slightly slant towards her direction, fuming, “Next time we'll meet,... I'll kill you!!!” After he declared it. He shots his pistol three times at the endless sky. Suddenly a group of blue morpho butterflies emerges out of nowhere, fluttering with its beautiful wings around Aoi Akuma making a spectacular and enchanting sight. As soon as he put back his hood on his head while smiling deviously towards Zitrey, the butterflies landed on his cloak giving off a silhouette full of these beautiful insects. But before it could completely hide his face, his lips move, mumbling with a sad face, “Sayonara, Tomodachi...” Then in twinkling, as the Blue Morpho butterflies fluttered up at the night sk

I harbored a burning desire to end him personally, knowing that if we could take down the Alpha, the battle would effectively be won. Silently, we moved through the outskirts of the Redmoon pack's territory, taking down their weaker members one by one with minimal noise and commotion. I pressed forward with my secret weapon, the silver knife, clutched tightly in my hand. I had to find Alpha Troy. "Keep moving forward!" I shouted to my fellow moonlight warriors, trying to maintain our formation. "Your Alpha will fall today!" I yelled at my opponent as we locked in combat. He snarled in response, "You will have to get through me first!"

Kuroko was walking slowly so as not to startle her. “Hey…” He said softly. Hikari couldn’t hear him. To cope with her anxiety, she puts on her earphones and plays music up to the loudest her phone could go. Kuroko stood behind her and noticed her phone. She was listening to a song entitled “Sunflower Promise” by an artist named Black Moon. Kuroko was reluctant upon approaching Hikari. He decided to leave her alone when he bumped into the piano causing a string of sound to come out. Hikari whipped her head in his direction and Kuroko was unable to hide.

Run, or prepare for death and destruction. Layla doesn't know any of this, and after the attack a few days ago, I wonder if that is a coincidence or a sign as to what is ahead in our future. I turn to her as she sits here admiring the stars and the night sky. I look around and see the fireflies have stopped doing their dances, the toads have stopped croaking, even the crickets have stopped singing. The wind is too calm, like the calm before the storm. Everything seems to have stopped with bated breath, waiting for the moon's tears to come to an end. I feel tense, unsure, and angry. Why must this happen now? Just when I have found what could possibly be my happiness.

“By the way, are you aware that the Takahashi brothers are a split reincarnation of Nurarihyon?” I push away from him and look at him incredulously. “What?! How is that possible? They don’t have any scent on them but human!” I ask, bewildered at the thought. Itsamu seems so sweet; how could he possibly be a yokai leader? Itsuki, I am more inclined to believe since he exudes a dangerous aura, yes but not Itsamu! I wonder if my sisters know this; I doubt they would tell me their husband’s secrets, not that it’s any of my business knowing anyway.

The night sky was aglow with the bright pale crescent moon rising from the east shone like a silvery claw in the dark. The maiden looked up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity and the sound of crickets hums in the air. Sitting on the balcony of her room under the ablazing stars, embedded in the serene night sky, Sumire sat on the rocking chair. The maiden seems lost into the infiniteness of the black beauty, gazing at the constellation of Orion and scorpion painting the serene night. The gentle touch of the breeze kisses her rosy cheek and skin. She imagined herself as the moon and the twinkling stars were her and Mort's babies.