《The science of magic universe - The saint》Chapter one hundred and seven - birds and bunnies
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Chapter one hundred and seven
The little girl's soul was on fire.
Using my normal vision she looked like any normal twelve year old but when I used my soul vision the normal girl vanished and in her place was a shape that vaguely resembled her but was made entirely out of golden flames.
From the bright glow that her soul was emitting , I knew that this little girl could have easily incinerated the entire room if she really wanted to and from the way she was getting brighter and brighter that moment wasn't very far away.
I shifted my gaze towards the soldiers. All of them had their guns pointed towards the little girl but none of them had decided to shoot. They all had terrified and desperate looks in their eyes but it seemed that none of them were willing to shoot the cute little girl which actually said a lot about their character and decency. One of the soldiers shifted his body weight a little, an almost imperceptible motion but suddenly a ball of flames shot towards him, hitting him squarely on the chest and blasting him backward so violently that he hit a wall before sliding down to the ground, unconscious.
Okay...maybe it wasn't decency holding them back, maybe it was fear.
Whatever the case maybe, I needed to resolve this situation before more of the soldiers inevitably showed up or the little girl goes nova and burns down half the neighborhood.
I stepped forward and almost immediately a ball of fire was heading towards me. I could have simply deflected it with my wind manipulation but I had a hunch that that would only scare the little girl even more. No, I needed to do something to distract her from her fear and make her relax a little.
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I used the wind manipulation to distort and change the shape of the flames. By the time the ball of flame reached me it had transformed into a flock of small swallows made entirely of flames which flew around me before vanishing into thin air.
That surprised everyone in the room, even me. I had grown quite adept at manipulating the air but the ease with which I had done it shocked me. It was almost as if reality wasn't putting up as much of a fight as it used to when I used my powers, but the 'why's and 'how's could wait till later because another ball of flames was heading towards me.
This one I turned into a group of bunny rabbits and the next one I transformed into Wing, the magical penguin princess. Balls of flames continuously headed towards me and I kept turning them into things that I thought a twelve year old might like.
After a few minutes the flames stopped. I looked over at the little girl and just like I had hopped she had burned through her energy. Her soul, which had previously been completely engulfed in golden flames, was now completely normal except for a small ball of flames near her heart but even more important than that, the cute little girl had stopped quivering in fear and crying. She had an angelic smile on her face as she saw the light show I was making from her flames.
On the down side all the soldiers were now pointing their guns at me. Unfortunately for them, all of their guns had simultaneously developed mechanical problems and they wouldn't shoot even if they pulled their triggers so I ignored the soldiers and headed towards the little girl with a smile on my face so that she would know I meant her no harm.
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I first extended my hand to the shell shocked woman who was desperately holding on to the little girl. For a moment she just stared at my hand as if she didn't know what to do with it but eventually she gingerly grasped my hand as if she was afraid my hand would burn her.
I didn't take it personally and shook her hand with the smile still on my face, then I politely introduced myself, "Hello. My name is Sophia, nice to meet you."
Her voice was very timid and she was constantly looking towards the soldiers as she answered, "Hello. My name is Helena."
I got down on one knee so that I could be at eye level with the little girl and extended my hand towards her too. She wasn't as timid as her mother. She immediately grasped my hand with both of hers and looked straight into my eyes before saying,
"Are you like me?"
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Myth of The World's Trees
And Simon answered their call with a single statement that nobody understood "Et super mos absit hoc hodie!" "Yah!" "WWWaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" "AAAlllllaaaaallllaaaaallllaaaa!" "EeEEellllleeeeeelllllleeeeeeuuuuuuu!" I, too, yelled a battle cry at the top of my lungs. I had no idea what Simon had just spouted but from Camilla's giggling, I could guess that Simon thought that spouting nonsense was his way of getting out of the earlier predicament. "I forbid death upon this day," Camilla said. "What?" I answered a bit at a loss. "Ancient Latin," she replied smugly, "He said 'I forbid death upon this day'." I laughed aloud "Then he is gonna be really disappointed in everyone here," Camilla did not reply and instead took a deep breath. I did the same, zoning out everything in my surroundings. The environment became a world of electrical pulses traveling across several networks. I perceived the world through my lightning and sped my heartbeat to inhuman levels. I was present now, at this moment, at this point in time. I could feel the electrifying air saturating my lungs, the electrified ground vibrating at the rhythm of the approaching enemy. Then I took a step forward, everyone followed in tandem. Camilla the first, and then the others. Then I took a second step, and this time everyone followed simultaneously. Third step… Fourth step… Fifth step… Then light jogging… Speeding up… Running … Running faster…. Then suddenly, everyone disappeared into motes of light particles that re-constructed itself hundreds of feet above the horde, dozens of miles away from our initial position. We were literally 'diving' into battle.-------------------------------------------------------------------Despite a rough childhood in the slums, Omari had everything a guy could want - a loving girlfriend, an understanding sister, a wonderful teacher, and his dream job. Still, the scars from his childhood made Omari unable to live a dull life. He dreamed of something greater... something beyond the reaches of what humankind could achieve in the current era.Like always, Omari should have been careful what he wished for. In the year 2046, the World was thrown into chaos as the apocalypse came in the form of massive trees that shot up out of the ground one day.These trees towered over the tallest of buildings and had thicknesses that spanned kilometers at a time.They grew everywhere, in homes, businesses, and cities as they formed a complex network that overlayed the old world.The cause of the apocalypse was unknown, but Omari's workplace was believed to be the origin point of the unfortunate events.Fifteen years after the start of the Apocalypse... after all the pain and suffering... after losing everything he cared about, Omari sent his memories back in time to make sure that the future he lives in, never came to be.Will he be able to uncover the mystery of The Trees? Will he be able to protect all those he has lost? Will he succeed, or will his attempt be washed away by the currents of time? Will Omari be able to learn the truth about 'THE MYTH OF THE WORLD'S TREES'?
8 145Letters from a Dying World
Times historic are often penned after the fact in the lifeblood of the pitiful, forgotten masses. That roiling, uncountable crush of humanity, they who held the pikes and they who threw down the tyrants. Their veins opened by gazes academic, sharp and cruel, and pecked away at with quills, written out of their own story. The Second Dark Crusade was a time of such poignancy. A time when the light of man waned and flickered, choking in the acrid smoke of its own inadequacy. As befitting of such an age it has been covered more than a capital whore, and so I attempt not to tell that story again. That story of dull, unfeeling analysis. Neither here will you find the browbeating, propagandistic screeds so common in the hands of men, the light of youth still burning behind their eyes. Nay, here I shall attempt to cover fresh ground, not tread on the grave dirt of long dead authors. Here I shall attempt to tell the story of the small lives caught, unbeknownst to them, in the great and torrential downpour that we now call history. Here lies the true story of The Second Crusade. - Loremaster Ip'Qal
8 60Keeping The Balance
After being stabbed accidentally by a neighbor who thought he was their cheating boyfriend, Hol soul was taken by a system who told him that if he does enough tasks he could be reborn again. All he has to do is take care of people from different worlds who keep on messing with the balance of the world and destroying the said world. Doing the tasks are easy but there is always this one person who keeps showing up and making him fall in love. Hol: Why are you so in love with me?! ML: I just find your personality so endearing and I want to keep you to myself. Hol : (●///▽///●) Keep me. . . System: Host! You give in so easily!
8 467The Bridge To Nihon (BOOK ONE)
Highest Rank #1 Fantasy - Bridges are meant to be crossed, aren't they?And yet, Sofia doesn't know of anybody who has ever crossed into Nihon, the shrouded unknown half of the world where magic rules and reality is pliable.One day, Sofia meets Orì, a girl with light blue skin from the other side of the river, and the two girls strike up an unlikely friendship. But Sofia is supposed to follow her aunt and become the Guardian of the Bridge, doomed to spend her life on the lookout for the things that nobody seems to want to see...When Orì suddenly vanishes, will Sofia have the courage to finally cross the bridge to Nihon and go to her friend's rescue?(First Book of the Nihon Series)
8 134Solangelo oneshots
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8 118In Love By Now - Riley Green
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