Uwu Speak Translator Novels & Stories

I was staring into his face lost in thought when he spoke and scared the crap out of me. “Paint a portrait it will last longer.” He said startling me. I regained my witty composure and said. “You know in my world we have a similar saying; take a picture it will last longer. Funny how our worlds have similar sayings and languages and even accents.” “Your right, you even speak our language.” Delmor said. “It’s called English in my country.” I replied. “It’s our only language here it’s just how we speak. The witches do have a language they use but only witches know it, they are born with an innate ability to know both languages.”

“Okay, I forgive you.” Ildara stared at her, her expression so shocked. “You just asked me through the eyes, right?” she said in surprise. Venus snorted, trying to maintain her flat expression. “I did do it. The spirits helped me translate what he was talking about.” Ildara raised her head and whispered, “What language do they not know, until they understand what Ebu Gogo is saying?” “The language of death,” Venus passed Mustaka's answer to the woman.

Her gaze swept him coldly, and her tone turned even sharper. “Wait. I’ll find someone,” Jevon said stiffly. He had no choice but to pull out his phone and open a translation app. The electronic female voice broadcast in the restaurant, painfully clear: 【We do not understand Louwen Pack’s language. 】 【Are you all idiots? You can’t even speak Louwen Pack’s language! 】 The whole restaurant heard it. Laughter and awkwardness tangled in the air. Veins jumped at Jevon’s temple, but he still forced himself to endure.

I felt I could write something about the people and the country already. "Here is mkate wa maya, as you can see, it's a sponge cake," he pointed at the baked slightly brown cake that was sitting prettily on my plate. I repeated after him. He chuckled, most probably because I didn't pronounce the word well. I knew learning Swahili was just like learning any other foreign language, and it could be quite difficult. "And this," he continued. "This is uji... it's local porridge. I bet you take porridge in the US too..."

(its my choice what i do " trasnlation) "no its not your choice " i looked stunt towrds him "close your mouth or do you want me to do it for you ." i quickly closed my mouth and he smirked . "before you ask yes i can speak and understand urdu my grand pa told me but i can not talk that fluntely." "oh " i said and sit straight. "so my jan tell me something about you " "what do you wanna know ?" "anything about you ,like what you like , what you do in free time , who are your friends?

"Do you have any questions? She asked smilingly. No one knew what to say. YES! Of course they had questions, many questions, but they had to take it all in first. Everyone was just looking at each other at this point, not knowing what to say. "Um, I have one, how can you speak English?" Shin asked while raising his hand awkwardly with a weird smile. "I am not. When you were transported over here by the Ancient ones, they unlocked the limitations of your human bodies, which allowed you to receive information at a much higher rate. The most basic and common languages of the beast world were transplanted into your brains, so now without even realizing it you can speak and understand our lang

"Okay, miss evil dream, you need to take a deep breath. Breath In... Out... In... out... " " what going on here" Hugo interrupted there breathing section which causes Uwana to made her scream again

"Is barawo." "And how do you say 'you are'?" I asked "Kai ne." "Kai ne barawo," I tell him. "Ina Ni mace. Ina Ni…Tiger Kambori." He smiles widely this time. "You shall be speakin' fluently in no time. Most people say 'dat Hausa is a difficult language for correct pronunciation, but you seem like a natural."

Ubuntu called out, his voice audible. "What!!!" I exclaimed. "Ubuntu, I never told you that I was ready to say anything.." I yelled in his face. "Just say something, aight. Anything." He reiterated as he helped me up to an elevated structure. 'What the fuck is wrong with this… Mtcheew…' I hissed, mumbling under my breath, and heaving a gloomy sigh. 'Just do it, aight…' Lusse whispered. 'But, I ain't ready.' I retorted. '... and what should I even say…'

" Wapenzi wasafiri,tunawashukuru kwa kuchangua shirika la ndege la Kenya airways kwa usafiri wenu. Karibuni Kenya." " What language is that?" Ezekiel asked. " That's Swahili. One of the fastest growing languages. Even China has embraced it. It's good to listen and romantic too." Lucia praised. " I didn't hear anything romantic though." Ezekiel casually commented, making Lucia laugh. " You didn't understand a word they said that's Why." Lucia answered. If you get to listen to their music, I bet reggaeton will become your second best." Lucia added with a smile.