Uraraka Floating Novels & Stories

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

Thanatos said as he also walked down the stairs to follow Isekai. Back at the dorm, Uraraka was cooked up inside the dorm room he shares with two other people as he pop a little bottle jar that contains a red liquid in his mouth finishing it in one go. "i wouldn't have removed my hood on those occasions that i removed it," Uraraka said as he coiled himself more. **** "inside a world that seems to be made of clock bearing a dark fog slowly started taking shape as it formed a man on mid era British clothe and a hat.