“To the moon? If it were anyone but me, then I would say that you are crazy… but I find such aspirations hold a certain charm.” Cornelius bowed to Katalina and extended a hand forward, like she was presenting herself respectfully before someone grand. However, the recipient wasn’t quite so amused. “Yet, you mock me
The playful swirl of a brush on canvas or the joyful hum of a cheery melody – Cornelius found things that could tickle the senses so much to be pure… ‘magic’. She looked upon the scenery with avid eyes. To many, it was just the ruins of mankind, failures that had been left to rot.
Two men immediately leapt into action from either side of Kaguya, pulling out an object from their inner suit pocket. It unfolded in their hands until it reached the length of a polearm, a pointy spear on one end. The head of the Sun and Moon clans stabbed forward in tandem, hoping to skewer their
A woman stared in the mirror as female attendants dressed her in a large kimono, wrapping the obi around her waist before tying it into a fashionable drum bow. Her face was calm and gentle the entire time, even as the loud colors of the fabric claimed her body. They finished and scuttled away quickly,
Saki looked back and forth around the classroom. It was third period, and everything was still the same as usual. Her friends, Yuito and Kasane, listened idly to the lecture, bored as ever. Nothing had changed between them, even after Saki had revealed that she was secretly Hanako Nakajima. The world had not turned upside
Saki jumped back and screamed, diving headlong into her bed and covering herself with sheets in one swift motion. By the time her fear subsided enough to peek out again, all that awaited her was a normal computer screen, the news article still displayed. “W-What was that?!” Slowly, she crawled out of her linen cocoon,
Flutters of speckled color weaved across the stage as a joyful melody embraced the audience. A young, animated girl took graceful steps, bouncing around with glee as she sang. To her fans, she was a soaring butterfly, delicate and vibrant. A hand reached out for her, as if wanting to snatch her up for itself.
From atop a cliffside, several large vehicles were spotted rolling across the wintry roads. Fortunately for Ludmila and Kazan, they had stopped in several villages, allowing for them to catch up. Their Wolfy-drawn sled had encountered the result of several families being kidnapped in the name of ‘clearing debts’. Ludmila clicked her tongue in frustration.
As expected, the villagers were discontent with a stranger being brought in, even if he was unarmed and unconscious. But one look from Master Claude turned those glares into bows of respect. The people had chosen their leader, and all it took was a single gesture to assure them that he had a plan in
The forest was no longer quiet as invaders stepped through its lands. A team of modern-dressed men, equipped with rifles and gadgets, waded through the wintry woods to get the drop on their prey. The tactical gear that read heat signatures allowed them to keep track of those around them and any new signals to