Uraraka Floating Novels & Stories

“That…is Floris…the floating city..which also where we going to stay for now before we arrived at Aeternum..” Our lovely conversations stopped as we have arrived, at the Consulate and the Floating city of Floris that were hovering above it. “That..is amazing, Milord..a wonder..”. (Alure Johnson) “it s right?..it was one of the Heritage and also the treasure of my…I’m sorry..our country….Come on..let’s go..”. My smooth moves, were natural, Alure were blushing as she took my hand and walk side by side with me. Sasu were openly taking notes. Not only him who noticed that I comes out and walking with a beautiful woman wearing a nun outfits, but everyone in the area.

"This isn't just water. It’s a heavy isotope solution mixed with organic sediment. Buoyancy is practically non-existent. If you fall in, you don't swim. You sink like a stone." "So, no skinny dipping," Ben Carter muttered. He was still encased in his "Survivor MK-IV" suit, which was now covered in mud and unidentifiable slime. "Great. I love drowning in black goo. It’s on my bucket list, right after 'being eaten by a plant'." Chief Tiko of the Mist Walkers stood beside them, pointing to the vessel that awaited them. The "Bone Ark." It was a nightmare of engineering. A raft constructed not of timber, but of massive, bleached rib cages—likely from some prehistoric crocodile or titanoboa—lashed

The afternoon breeze drifted gently across the calm surface, sending small ripples shimmering beneath the sunlight. The toy boat slowly floated farther away. "Wow..." Kara clapped her hands softly. "Look, Tara. The boat's moving." Without thinking, Kara stood up. She took one step, then another. "Wait!" Tara shouted. "Don't go over there!"

They slowly squat on the floor around Grandma and Miss Mata who are talking to each other for a moment, then Miss Mata too squat herself on the floor. “Everyone, we should not be afraid of what just happened. Alright?” and everybody nodded although they were still dizzy and Miss Mata shook her head in disappointment that even she doesn’t who did this to us—to our ship. “The creatures who did this are a friend of Martes and I. So, let me introduce to you. . The Arazique of the ocean!” Grandma made her voice loud and the floating rocks in the ocean floated in the air and molded themselves into a human form but small and so chubby like a body of a chibi, so cute. Kawaii!!!

The blue sky reflects on the water, as Katara and Desmond continue to paddle to reach the Shibura island. The island is located in the middle of a sea, and only five boat was being provided. It's was obvious, because the one who created this game knows. She wonders what is the next level? And what is with this shibura island? They continue to paddle until they reach the island, Desmond first who went out from the boat and then offered his hand to help her. She accepted his assistance and then set her foot to the ground of Shibura. The island was covered in violet mist, she can't help but to feel something strange. Is this supposed to scare them?

"For a woman, eighty is hardly marriageable… and you can’t even find a husband now, let alone at eighty." I nearly hurled the crystal orb I had just finished yesterday at her. Warnerheim is not only a floating capital—it’s a divided floating capital. The main city sits at the center, surrounded by five small islands and a few aerial altars. I live in the Eastern District, the easternmost island, which means reaching Eden Street in the central district requires transferring Leviathans twice.

He smiled and laughed a little. "Okay shall we . . . my Shasha." I giggled and we went to Luisita Restaurant together. I didn't think that restaurant was quite far but I was amazed when we got to that place, at least ten floating restaurants were floating in the sea. "Be careful my Shasha," he mentioned and helped me climb the wooden bridge connecting the floating restaurants. Thyro opened the door for me and pulled a chair for me and sat next to the restaurant's wooden railings. The restaurant is open air without walls so the air is clear and fresh, there are ten tables and each table has two seats.

They broke the thermocline, the water turning from black to a murky, sunlit green. "Hold on!" The Ark breached the surface like a god rising from the grave. A massive tidal wave, fifty feet high, rolled away from the hull, sending the smaller Republic ships tossing like toys in a bathtub. Aradaa and Kaelor didn't wait for the stabilization. They climbed out of the liquid bridge and onto the exterior deck, the fresh sea air hitting their lungs like a drug.

Her screams grew more frantic as she was lifted higher into the air. “G-aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!” she shrieked, her voice trembling with terror. “Help me! I’m gonna fall to my death! Help me...” Her legs flailed wildly, and her arms waved in a futile attempt to grasp onto something solid. Suddenly, Rara felt a peculiar sensation beneath her. Her eyes opened, and she was astonished to find herself floating on a cushion of fog. The soft, billowing surface was surprisingly stable. Excitedly, she moved to the edge of the fog and peered down. The ground seemed distant, and the figures below looked like tiny, insignificant specks. Her eyes landed on Assistant Panda, who was staring up at her with a mixtur

, Pashika stated the fact that her calmness was far away from her at that moment. "There's something more, Mumma. Something is still hidden from us. My instinct is telling me that we are not aware of something very important", Arika continued to cry and blabber as her head spun and darkness consumed her senses. 'Ocean of RECTIFICATION' was very deep and it was still unknown how many people would drown in it. Everyone stared at Arika who was not herself. Soon their cell phones started ringing and the sound of - *ping * *ping * *ping * *ping* echoed in the room as they all got the same video message at the same time.