Uta Tokyo Ghoul Masks Novels & Stories

"Maybe not. The decision is up to you. I just did it for your information but I hope we're inside the hideout. Outside let's go back to the past and our hidden Identity, is it clear?" "Yes!" the women answered at once. Everyone had fun. "Guys, do you agree that we should remove our masks at the same time?" Astra asked happily. Dindo is just waiting to see what happens next. He wanted to approach and hug Amore but he felt embarrassed. He was contented to just watch his friend first. He was also happy because she was safe. It’s his fault why she almost perished at Regor’s hands. "Are you all ready? One, two, three-," Astra said then they removed the masks at the same time.

“Mr. Renji, please release your pheromones.” They slid their masks on, then extended another toward Tatsuya. “I’m fine,” Tatsuya said casually, waving it off. His voice was calm, but his eyes were sharp. “I can handle myself.” Taiga didn’t bother with further protest. He let go. The air crackled as his pheromones burst forth, raw and unrestrained. It was like heat shimmering in summer air, filling the room with a suffocating weight that pressed against skin and bone. Even behind their masks, the men flinched, their faces twisting as though they’d inhaled something sharp and burning.

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?"

Hasen said as he took out a box and placed it on the table. Amanda grabbed some and examined them. They are modern masquerade ball masks, some of which were white, black, or silver in color. They were embellished with sparkling glitter, side feathers, jewels, and glossy silk. There are half, full, or had handles that cover the upper part of the face. "I will go now, I—" Jin said as he stood up, but he was pushed by back Hasen and Goro. "Hey man! No fair! Have some fun as well!" Hasen pats his back and side-hugged him, "Come with us to the nightclub!"

"You are what you are not. You are Shi Zi for the time that you are here." Yan Sha repeated the name to herself under her breath. Guo pushed her again and she fell on the ground. She could see a woman in a long grey gown standing with a carved skull mask on. There were snakes crawling out of the open eye sockets as she moved. The mouth and nose were exaggerated open such that a sleeping snake could sleep inside.

Her heart thumped once—hard—before the terminal loaded. Inside was no chatroom. No stream gallery. No usernames. Instead, it was a gallery of masks. Each mask hovered in a shifting carousel, stylized avatars that represented users. Some were grotesque—stitched leather mouths, eyeless mannequins. Others elegant—gilded Venetian designs with cruel smiles. The more elaborate the mask, the more power its user seemed to wield. At the center of the display was a mask outlined in red. A silver fox.

Gwanhoya turns to look at her. “You need a costume makeover young one! What you are wearing is not really appealing! Try this one!” She waves her hand and changes Mukura’s clothing. Giving her a mask like a green snake face, with a whole-body costume that goes with it. Gwanhoya looks delighted by how her descendant looks and she smiles.

Like she was empty of tears. "The mask was a gift from my mom, someone I thought I lost long before I lost my dad, I survived with an injury on my face that the doctors said would scar me. Everyone hated me after that, for taking away their alpha, for being weak and ugly." Lennox's hand came around her and held her close as she exposed more of herself. "The mask was a way of hiding my face so I don't disgust people but more than that it was what helped me stay close to my parents even when the wound was gone, I couldn't be without the mask."

I stumbled on something or………. So I thought but no it was someone.closing my eyes ,expecting to fall,but I didn’t instead I felt a strong arms pulling me close .curious to know ,who didn’t freak out due to my ugliness, I opened my eyes and saw him. THE MASK GUY that doesn’t associate himself with anyone.he likes been alone just like me but the difference is that he hates people associating with him he usually shun them to stay away from him but me ,no one wants to come close to where I am .

He shouldn't control me. I went back inside my room and changed into black pants and a white Gucci blouse that Max had given me and tucked it in. I took a huge black hoodie, my pink cap, and my mask. Once I went outside my room, my brows furrowed at the sight of Tokyo jumping up and down while on her phone. "What's with her?" I asked Seth and he just mouthed Grey. I laughed at his reaction. He looked so freaked out on Tokyo's sudden behavior.