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As for Caizher, he opened his mouth and dark breaths came out from him

Primordial Darkness Heretic Art

Fantasy · KenceRussel

Some of the bolts of lightning hit the attacks from the dragons and they canceled each other. As for the other bolts, they rained down towards Caizher and the two people he was very familiar with

Primordial Darkness Heretic Art

Fantasy · KenceRussel

"That's what I find strange, what does she need so much Aether for? and what did she discuss with Davis that made him turn to this, how did she even enter into the church premises?" While mumbling, Rodney suddenly questions the priest sharply.

EVOLUTION: CONQUEROR

Fantasy · Daoist_Xuyi

Feeling that he'd done what was instructed, John pulled his Mana and out of the dogs and watched as they began twitching and jerking around as if having an intense seizure. After a half a minute, they rose in a synchronized manner and bowed toward the skeleton in front of them.

The God of the Undead

Games · ThatFroggyBastard

"Stop looking idiotic, Mr.skele. I'm in your big empty head. Just focus hard on your mind, and you'll enter your consciousness where I am," The feminine voice says, calming John, who was slightly scared despite being in an attack stance.

The God of the Undead

Games · ThatFroggyBastard

She entered the two-story house that she's lived in ever since she first married her now-deceased husband. As she walks into the house, all of the lights flip on, and in an instant, she whips out the very same pistol she used on John and points randomly at people in front of her.

The God of the Undead

Games · ThatFroggyBastard

He cautiously grabbed his umbrella for defense, although he knew it didn't offer much protection as it was the only thing big enough he could reach at the time.

The God of the Undead

Games · ThatFroggyBastard

Not once in his 80 plus years has he ever had a lick of luck. When he was 6, his family died in a fire leaving his back with burn scar tissue from his nape all the way to his waist. When he was 10, and still in an orphanage, he was framed for the murder of another kid, leaving others to believe he'd become a psycho and had him thrown into a psych ward where he was beaten daily with the warden not caring one bit. When he was 30, he convinced everyone he'd gained his sanity and was thrown out on the streets. Despite him being able to land on his feet and got a lovely home at the age of 50, he chose to be anti-social out of fear of harm and scrutiny by others on his street.

The God of the Undead

Games · ThatFroggyBastard

Perhaps only an idiot would do so.

I Became A Mighty Lion

Sci-fi · Demon Cat