The masks the priests wore were the true treasures, while their attire was mostly meant to serve a practical purpose. It was still a precious heirloom, of course… the fabric itself seemed to be a Transcendent material, very similar to the Night Silk from which Noctis had once sewn him a garment. In fact, it might have been the very same silk.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
He had been bashing his head against this daedal wall for about two years now, and for every grain of knowledge he gained, there were a hundred he failed to decipher and comprehend.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Since Sunny had no intention of jumping from mast to mast like a monkey… whatever a monkey was… he concentrated and called upon the shadows.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
"I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to repay this gift you've given me so we'll be friends from now on and you can call me Ashley instead of Mrs. Ashley, my friends call me Ashley."
Fantasy · Anon22
But due to the nature of their bond, she couldn't. Because that would be an order.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
But due to the nature of their bond, she couldn't. Because that would be an order.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
But due to the nature of their bond, she couldn't. Because that would be an order.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Without wasting any time, Sunny made himself heavier for better stability, summoned the Memory of Ice, and wrapped the shadow he kept with himself around his body, simultaneously circulating essence to double the enhancement granted to the charm.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
As for lighting, he still had a dim luminous orb which he made a little wall-mounted holder for by the door. He would’ve preferred to embed it in the ceiling but he knew it would just fall out once he used living blueprints to store the room. At least, he assumed so.
Fantasy · Aero182
Sand Castles
Fantasy · Guiltythree
[Death Wish] Enchantment Description: "Those who witness the wielder of this Memory are compelled; friends to be inspired, foes to seek the wielder out. The power of the Memory grows the more enemies they give the gift of death, and can be consumed to heal the wielder's wounds."
Fantasy · Guiltythree
'It's… it's a damn Fallen Titan.'
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Not only did he not hear the Spell announcing the kills while slaying the few that had crawled into his armor, but the mere fact that the damned creatures traveled with him through the shadows meant that they were somehow akin to inanimate objects — Sunny was only able to carry those with him through Shadow Step, after all.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
At that moment, Sunny couldn't help but remember the other times Changing Star's hands had touched his body. The first time was when he was dying, his chest crushed by the carapace centurion's bone scythe. The other time was on the day he handed her the Starlight Legion Armor and learned about her cruel Flaw.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
"Let me tell you this, we all paid for your death!" the central angel ruthlessly said before adding, "not only the three of us, not only those angels in the city… everyone in this continent paid a hefty price to see your head rolling. Two waves of our interstellar cannon attack plus three gigantic monster herds. Tell me, are you terrified now? Do you want to go and cry to your mammy, little human?"
Fantasy · ranmaro
ch 16 Evil Intentions
Eastern · Stardust_Breaker
midevilfiregod
The masks the priests wore were the true treasures, while their attire was mostly meant to serve a practical purpose. It was still a precious heirloom, of course… the fabric itself seemed to be a Transcendent material, very similar to the Night Silk from which Noctis had once sewn him a garment. In fact, it might have been the very same silk.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree