Under The Oak Manga Novels & Stories

The crack spidered through the wood, hairline veins that shone silver in the lamplight. “Shit,” Aya said. We leaned in. The pulse made the grain of the table shimmer, and for a breath I thought I saw a map ghosting beneath varnish: a river curving like a snake, a ruined tower circled with that same jagged sigil, a name whispered by the shard — Hollow Oak. The syllables bled away when I blinked, stubborn as a dream slipping from memory. “You’re making it up,” Aya muttered, because her voice had to stave off the seed of fear. It trembled once and then steadied.

were grouped as if telling some gossip. What the hell is with this place. Is this some kind of organization? Ugh! I can’t sit here doing nothing. I need to get out of this room. I slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door, carefully propping my head to check if anyone is there. Left and right. “Do you want something?” A robotic voice sounded from my left immediately made me jump. It scared the shit out of me that I reflexively closed the door with a bang. Didn’t I just check the left side? I leaned my head on the door before opening it again. I saw a tall, blonde woman with muscular arms standing in front of the room. “Hey~” I singsonged, “You maybe!?” “I am Oasis. You guard.” She said

Suddenly, they were all healed. Meanwhile in a different scene, The other faceless figure, the one who had ventured into the forest, moved with a quiet determination through the dense undergrowth. Sunlight dappled through the leaves, but the air was heavy with a sense of foreboding. The figure walked with a strong sense of determination towards a specific tree, an ancient oak bearing strange orange fruit. He reached out and gently placed his moon chain against the trunk of the tree. The forest floor trembled. The surrounding trees seemed to sway in unison, as if acknowledging a powerful presence of the moon chain.

I’m not enjoying the game any more than I am the continued advances of the skinny, minky blonde I’d opened myself back up to. No matter how many times I lean out of her touch, Maka finds another way to keep us close. Currently, my ‘date’ is sitting on the back of the sofa with her knees by my shoulders, while she rubs my back. “You are so, tense,” her face falls on my neck with a little drool or possibly, her licking me as she says this. Sokin is the only other one aside from myself, Aya, Taki, Sugar and Iken that are still going two arcs in. Every one else is passed out somewhere between the two levels.

*** Thirteen Years Ago, Summer Thirteen-year-old Sebastian was watching Sakura from afar, and like always, she was alone with a book. He suspected it must be Shakespeare. She was sitting under the magnolia tree now, reading. Sebastian stayed back, watching her, marveling at the glossy black hair, the porcelain skin, and the ruby lips. Every time he had managed to get close to her, he stared at her eyes, those beautiful eyes that seemed to always pull him into a deep, dark pool of mystery and intrigue.

Yuki snuggled in my neck, sending goosebumps all over my body. “Luna…” Hikari called me, out of breath. I turned around, and he had an emakimono (scroll) in his hand. “Umm… this is my whole life. I mean notes on everything I have learnt about magic and mana until today from the overlord or my clan. I like to do things in steps so every ability that I have harnessed through magic is broken down into understandable steps in this,” he said, handing me the scroll.

Ren just shakes his head, greets the other officials in the living room, and goes to his room. Nothing has changed in his room; everything is still in order. Ren arranged his belongings, took a bath, and went to bed. But he woke up when he felt a few strands of hair. He observes it, it’s long, straight, and blonde. He then remembers one of the maids who greeted him and took his luggage. She’s a bit young and she's the only one who has a fake blonde in every maid, it looks like she’s a newbie and Ren doesn't like her presence. When Ren thought that she lay on his bed, he greeted his teeth and was annoyed by the thought of it.

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

He lunged for my hand. The Oak moved first. One of its dead branches, thick as a man’s leg, creaked and dropped fast between us, slamming into the ground right at his knees, kicking up dead leaves in a violent spray. Kaden scrambled back, terrified. No, a voice said. Not Mara’s. Deeper. Older. The tree itself, vibrating up through my feet, through my hair, through the mark on my neck. No second mark in my circle. Mara nodded, like this was expected.

Yuuto gave a grateful smile toward the man, "..I am going after her." Sakaki stared at the young man, he knew that there was nothing he could do. Sakaki knew how much this young man loved Kaguya Ojou. How heavy his love toward her. All he could do was to send this admirable young man off. "Please take care of Ojou, I shall deal with everything here according to your instructions." Sakaki said and bowed in respect. (Insert Theme : Fatal Frame 3 Ost - Koe) (A/N : I am going to borrow the song lyric a little bit.)