Tuxedo Mask From Sailor Moon Novels & Stories

On the other hand, before Luna could even take off her cloak, Konrad immediately made her wear a silver mask that looked the same as his. "Is the mask uncomfortable? I made sure it would be to your liking but you might have found something you don't like," Konrad said to her in a considerate manner—although his voice was now monotonous because of the mask that his research group made with an attached voice changer—as he carefully caressed the mask on Luna's face. The woman just smiled inside the mask but it wasn't seen as only their eyes were the only part that were free from it. "This is fine. You don't have to worry. Let's enter your kingdom, shall we?" Luna said in an assuring tone before

Even Ah Yin shook her head slightly, "Even I don't know." "Did you buy some masks?" Chen inquired and Ah Yin nodded. With a thought and sliver of spirit energy, she pulled out eleven oval masks with various colors and carvings on them. Out of all the masks, there was only one that suited his black battle robes. A simple black mask carved out of the devil tree's wood but it didn't have any spirituality. The sections of the eyes were bordered by white marking. Taking the mask and trying it on, Chen suddenly looked towards Ah Yin with an intensity she had never felt before. His green eyes locked with her blue eyes as he questioned her calmly, "How do I look?"

The tailor has listened to our exchange, and he disappears for a few moments before returning with everything Zayden described. ‘I hear it’s a masquerade ball?’ he smiles. ‘It is indeed. Do you have masks?’ I ask him. ‘Yes, I have masks,’ he says as he retrieves a bundle for us to look through. I choose a black mask that covers all of my forehead and my nose. It covers enough of my face that no one will be able to recognize me. Zayden comes out of another room to show us his outfit. He looks amazing. ‘Alright. We will take those, and he will need boots,’ I say, looking at his bare feet.

The tables themselves are made from ice, white or silver is the common motif and what was worn by most of the pack. I was shining, as beautiful as the Moon Goddess’ face. My friends always tell me that I'm lucky to have everything. If only they knew what happens behind closed doors. If only they bear witness to my day-to-day suffering or the still-fresh wounds etched in my moon-white skin, covered by thick layers of fabric to hide from everyone’s sight. Alpha Marcus made sure of that. A long-sleeve dress that reaches the floor was my armor tonight, my head and my hands are the only ones that aren’t covered in this shimmering dress. A perfect unbroken doll to be displayed, that's what I was t

Seraphina’s POV It had been a long time since I’d worn anything like this. The gown was sleek and black, made of layered fabrics so fine they almost seemed alive when I moved. It wasn’t ostentatious—Moonbane heirs didn’t wear gold filigree and embroidered dragons—but it was undeniably elegant. The kind of elegance that whispered rather than shouted. I stood before the tall mirror in my room, fastening the mask Ambrosius had sent. Dark opal. Smooth as ice. No decoration save for a thin silver outline along the upper edges—like a crescent moon tipped sideways. When I slid it over my face, the world narrowed and sharpened. My breath caught just a little.

As the leader of Silver moon pack. “ I am ready.” I informed and settled down in the seat. I had just finished taken my bath and applied my lotion. “ Okay Luna.” She responded with a slight bow and walked over to the bed to pick up my dress. It was a long Black dress with two big embroidery on both sides of the chest. It had long sleeves starting from off the shoulder and stopped on the wrist. The embroidery stopped on the waist line. It had a flowing fish tail. It looked too perfect to me.

My hair was styled in soft waves that fell over my shoulders and a fine diamond necklace rested on my collarbone, least of all, my mask which had black lace with small crystals sat on the bed, waiting for me to put it on. Logan, of course, looked so perfect. His tuxedo was made to fit him like it had been tailored on his body. His brittle white shirt, the black bow tie, the polished shoes, everything about him just screamed power. His mask, a sleek black color with silver designs, made him look dangerous in the kind of way you didn’t want to resist. I gave him a slight smile. “Yeah… yes. Just--” He stopped adjusting his tie and looked at me, waiting for me to continue.

Masaru’s distinctive voice roared, coming from the sky. We tilted our heads up and were stunned to see a pair of demonic figures in the sky, standing atop a small cloud. “We finally caught you, rat.” The gray-skinned one was Masaru, recognizing that gravel-gargling voice. He had a fierce face, sharp fangs, electrifying hair, and two horns. He wore a tattered dark-green skirt tied with a long red sash with a pair of massive Japanese drums hung on his waist and held a small mace in each hand.

The two of her men left in the room instantly turned and faced me. They each had on a black cloak and mask, as Raven had on when I had first caught her. These two wore a fox and a tiger mask, unlike Raven's raven-shaped mask. If I remember correctly, the fox mask was Fox, one of Raven's love interests. Which should be one of the twins characters. The one with the fox mask shoved the other one through the window before standing in front of it.

“It’s rare to meet anyone on the same level as the head of Lunar Palace. He’s already at the peak of the Milky Way, so I’m sure he won’t be unknown. I wonder why he’s wearing the mask. He’s just destroying the Tuffin family. Would someone at his level have to worry that someone will recognize him? Who would dare to seek revenge on him?” “Perhaps it’s a habit of his. Although some people are terrifyingly strong, they have weird personalities. I’ll ask the head when I go back. She should know who this is. He’s wearing a silver mask and carries a long red sword. I’m sure it’ll be easy to identify him.”