Usagi Tsukino Sailor Moon Crystal 소설 & 이야기

I sighed, “I should have been more careful and attentive. If I had not fainted after touching the Crystal Moon and before Anji took it, maybe this would have not happened.” The sorceress raised an eyebrow as she asked, “You fainted?” I nodded, “Yes. I touched the Crystal Moon and I felt a sharp pain like I was hit by lightning. Then, I became dizzy and fainted.” The sorceress's face lit up with a smile. Hastily, she skimmed through the pages of a book and read out loud, “Feeling a jolt of pain, like he was hit by lightning, he became dizzy and fainted. Thus, the Crystal Moon had chosen him as the next guardian with its power connected to him.”

I look over to see the air ripple like gas before me and very soon out from the rippling air steps Aiyla, filling the room with her soothing, calming energy. “Your Majesties,” she greets warmly. Just as I go to return the greeting I’m stunned into silence as two more women step through the portal pulling behind them a giant floating twenty-foot-tall crystal. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen. The outside certainly looks like solid crystal but the whole damn thing has an ethereal glow, and the inside is made up of so many colours, colours I never even knew existed that are hurting my head to process, but they’re all moving within the crystal in an explicable way. THIS is the Orraikam? Lemue

The shrine attendants flanked Raine, handing her the ceremonial knife and the bloody heart of a deer that was freshly killed. As the moon goddess, they expected her to stab the heart and offer it up to the heavens. The sight of the blood made her queasy, and she swallowed her nausea. "Don't do anything stupid," Tiki growled in a low voice next to her. She could feel Nikolai's hand on my shoulder lending her strength and filling her with warmth. She drew in another breath shakily and knelt before the Luna, ready to offer the sacrifice. “Oh, mighty Luna!” she cried, spreading out her hands and opening her heart.

I reasoned out, pretending to be worried while I was celebrating Inwardly. Attacking sooner means that we will not have to wait until the blood moon. The blood moon will have helped the crystals to absorb more powers from the moon. The crystals were gifts the moon Goddess gave to her people. Werewolves are descendants of the moon and rely on the moon to increase their powers. The crystals are also used to harness moon power which can be stored and used in battles. That's why they have always been kept safe. The Silver mist pack was known as the guardians of the crystals.

Zephyr said practically. "Start with the power that feels most natural to you and build from there." "The moonlight healing energy," I said without hesitation. "That's always felt the most... me." "Excellent choice," Morgana said, moving to the table and selecting one of the silver-white crystals. "This is a lunar focus stone. It should amplify your natural Lumina abilities while helping you maintain better control." She handed me the crystal, and the moment my fingers closed around it, I gasped. The cool, healing energy inside me surged forward, but instead of the chaotic overflow I'd been experiencing, it flowed smoothly through the crystal like water through a well-designed channel.

I moved toward it instinctively, drawn by its call to my blood. As I approached, the light grew, expanding from a distant pinpoint to a radiant sphere that pushed back the darkness. Within its silver glow, floating in midair, was a teardrop-shaped crystal about the size of my palm—the Lunar Tear. Its surface rippled like liquid mercury, though it maintained its solid form. Within its depths, I could see swirls of moonlight captured in crystal, moving in patterns that mirrored the phases of the moon. "Three tests completed," the voices of the stones announced, now harmonious rather than discordant. "Truth faced. Fear acknowledged. Courage demonstrated."

This was what made a person into a demon… Digging her other hand around the crystal, Serenity pulled it from the heart, dropping the organ to the ground and she lifted the crystal into the light. It glittered with multi-faceted luminosity, pale reds and blacks shimmering in the light. “Beautiful…” Blinking, Serenity shoved the crystal into her jacket pocket and turned to the other two corpses in the clearing. Both headless, her stomach roiled with sickness, but she couldn’t leave the crystals behind…

The gate opened with a low groan, like the earth exhaling after centuries. Scene 3: The Temple Stirs Inside, the temple was alive. Veins of silver moonstone pulsed underfoot. Light drifted like mist from hidden glyphs. A vast hall stretched before them, at the center of which stood a colossal crystal—clear and bright as starlight. The Heart of the Moon. They approached slowly. But shadows stirred before they could reach it. From the crystal’s base rose a woman—tall, elegant, wrapped in feathers and sorrow. Her eyes held centuries.

Ethan followed her gaze, and his breath caught in his throat. On the platform stood Clara, her back to them, her hands raised as if she were conducting some sort of ritual. Floating over her, suspended in mid-air, was an enormous crystal, beating with the same green energy that streamed through the dividers. The crystal's surface was smooth, but inside its profundity, Ethan could see twirling designs of light that appeared to move and alter with each of Clara's movements. “She’s trying to tap into it,” Selene said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Whatever that crystal is, it’s the source of all this power.”

A young girl. No older than sixteen. Her hair glowed silver beneath the moonlight. Her eyes were unlike anything he had ever seen. One silver and one crimson. The exact same girl he had briefly seen inside the academy before the ritual chamber collapsed. The same girl whose image had haunted his dreams ever since. She stared directly at him, as if she could see him and as if she knew him. Then she smiled a sad smile and spoke. "The seal is broken." Draven frowned.