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847. Changes Within The Impuritas

The Hearts stationed in Frontier were eradicated shortly after the arrival of the pale star. No number of Hearts short of the Hearts of the City could stand against a Beholder.

The circus tents of the Blood Festivals deflated as blood burst ...

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846. The Wrath of The Arbiter In All Her Fury

The world beyond their realm of light witnessed the arrival of a celestial being.

The Light eventually formed a replica of the Arbiter with all 12 wings and 7 tails. Her form was far larger than it was originally, and what blemishes she had ...

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845. The Only Ilya

“ILYA!”

The dark medium denied everything that was not a part of Michaela’s soul. Her wings should have remained, as with all 7 of her tails, but the Qliphoth Corrosion had destroyed everything she had.

All that remained was a wi...

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844. The Gate of Guf

The halo that had been above Michaela’s head rose above the Fruit of Light. It darkened and transformed into disks of revolving rings of black, purple and white. Hundreds of rings encapsulated this disk.

An elongated, fluffy tail reached i...

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843. The Fruit of Light

“Ilya… Ilya!” Michaela cried, reaching out towards the object.

“A Fruit… No, that’s a ‘Rose’. A completed Rose. Were those two thorns? And it was enough to create a perfect Rose… No – Michaela! MICHAELA! NEITHER OF US MUS...

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842. The Piece of Paradise and The Price of Paradise

A kaleidoscopic burst of colors erupted from where the spears struck.

That wall that formed due to the barrier of sound was identical to what protected Stars. P-Factor Augmentation but taken to celestial limits.

Everything in this worl...

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841. Absolute Authority

Michaela was no longer on her backfoot. Four arms stretched from her torso, each wielding a variation of the False Price of Paradise; Longinus, Cassius, and Gaius with her right hand holding onto the scabbard that was the Piece of Paradise.

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840. The Return of The Dozen Winged Bird

Millions of eyes across Grandis gazed up towards the summit of the shattered Mount Saris. The mountain was held together by a web of winding blood vessels. A column ran through the center like a spinal cord, giving it the appearance of a nervous s...

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839. The Kiss of A Greedy (Lovable) Angel

Parts of Frost’s hair began to change again. One bundle of strands located to the right of the golden cluster next to her right eye turned to a shade of deep red.

The blood that poured from her wounds coagulated immediately. It wasn’t be...

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838. Longinus And The Blood of The Amalgam

[Prolonged Stasis] could only keep her alive for up to 4,000,000 damage, since she could recover up to 20 HP for every 2 MP. The Little Frosts were still so far away. On the bright side, her max HP was only 1, so she could keep this up for a while...

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837. Goodbye, The Price of Paradise

Frost did not answer him. Her golden hair and eyes only continued to intensify as she dragged Iscario forward as fast as she could. The only way to completely immobilize him now was to ensure that he was flush against her body.

The Effeulier...

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836. Bringer of Annihilation

A pair of ethereal hands encased Frost like the folded wings of a bird. They defended her from the countless lances. Few managed to break through, but the vast majority were impaled within her benefactor.

“The Blue Dahlia!” Frost smiled ...

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835. To Take Down A False Star

Absolution.

Frost wasn't quite sure how she’d manage to use it, or if she could harness its power here to take Iscario down.

These thoughts of doubts were drowned by the light of countless drawn stars as quickly as they appeared. It ...

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834. From A Moon To A Star

“Absolution…”

Cer couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

Was this right? Absolution? Her mother of all people knew how to use this power? Then again, there were always strange rumors around her regarding her powers. She just di...

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833. A Wolf, A Moon, and A Mother

A steep cliff face blocked her path now. The Star Child and the Little Frost had taken her to her final stop. They stood off the side and pointed up.

“Waiting! Up! Asteraceae!” The Little Frost lit up.

“Asteraceae… the flowers ...

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832. Of Memories and Wishes

They didn’t stop, nor did they reply. The fur around Cer’s body rose like nails the further they scurried along. It was cold here. Not even the winters of the colder Regions of Elysia could bother a Moon. But it was different here. It was as i...

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831. Since When Could They Talk!?

She found it odd how Raoul hardly reacted to the news of them Corrupting. Corruption was by far a fate worse than death. And yet, he was indifferent to the news. She had thought that it was because they were fine now that it was a waste to mull on...

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830. Familial Betrayal

Qliphoth was a power that utterly nullified the might of a Moon. It did not matter what kind of skill they possessed. It would be rendered ineffective the moment it grazed its dark veil.

Injuring Raoul was impossible. Cer had nothing in her ...

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829. Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

The light engulfed them both. Any attempts to see beyond the light where the heart of the Advent existed only resulted in burned retinas. The Advent responded to Iscario’s call, and finally, she spotted the device that had activated it.

It...

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828. The Light That Grants Wishes

“The world requires a perfect rose. That abomination would have allowed us to access a reservoir of souls. All of it could have been yours. Dare to believe in ‘what ifs’?”

“I would’ve been used! That power would never have been m...

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827. The Sub States and the Immortalized Woe

“Lysis. Cellular destruction. Marduk…” Frost’s voice trailed off.

His power is similar to Ignis’ in a way. Iscario’s eye is like an advanced version of the bags Ignis made to protect the Healers. He’s a symbiote… or, it...

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826. Violence On Violence Star Action

4 and a half hours had already elapsed since Frost manifested the Crowned. The sheer heat of her strikes glassed the desert expanse. By now there was more glass than there was sand. The impact of their attacks caused it to instantly fragment, reve...

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Nexus Awakened: Prologue

“I remember a white hall.”

 

A disembodied voice spoke. It was a voice that emanated from everywhere at once, like a voice spoken at the back of one’s head.

Roars of a blazing flame rippled around a fi...

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Special Halloween Chapter (2024): Trick Or Treat 2!

Ignis and her friends headed off to the Common Residential Floors earlier. This was so Frost and the others could dress up and surprise them when they arrived. However, this was the most difficult part.

The reason for this was because they w...

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Special Halloween Chapter (2024): Trick Or Treat!

Halloween.

It was one of Earth’s few acclaimed holidays that saw entire streets transform overnight like Christmas eve. Entire streets were decorated by spooky décor, and children would go around knocking from house to house wearing adora...

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Special Halloween Chapter (2024): BAD END 2

< ENDING 4: Sana, The Pale Whistle >

 

Nothing could be done about the Heart of Ours. Jury, the triplets, the Golden Middle – none survived their hearts being wrung out from their chests. The only one who ...

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Special Halloween Chapter (2024): BAD END 1

< ENDING 1: The Perfect Rose >

 

< Decision of One Thousand Juries Pending >

 

< Awaiting Verdict >

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825. The Dozen Winged Bird

“You still can’t begin to accept that I conceived of a human child. They shouldn’t be punished for it. They have been punished enough, and I have endured much for them.”

“Will you still stand for them?”

“I must. Humans we...

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824. Forged In Wrath

“I was forged in blood. Wrath became imprinted into my very soul. My life was fueled by pure survival instinct. For seven years I spilled enough blood until every inch, every crevasse, and ever blade of grass was dyed red.” View Post

823. The Birth of The Angels

Uriel’s life did not always revolve around conflict and blood. A pristine pallid garden welcomed her with open arms. The winter wonderland twinkled in her eyes like stars as she remembered her first steps into the pale world.

Held in her a...

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