Haohi and Akai enjoy a pleasant anniversary celebration with drunk love and thoughtful gifts.
Bouncing between homes, Eli’s done his best to stay away from anything resembling law enforcement, and so far it’s actually worked. Constantly looking over your shoulder, however, is a bit stressing, and at the insistence of one of his co-workers, Eli takes a trip to a state-of-the-art full-immersion VR facility. But it’s not exactly what he was expecting.
Realizing Anima isn’t all that good at dating, Damien starts throwing things at the wall to see what sticks. Regardless of his success, he still can’t escape the needs of 3 rather pushy angels and does his best to juggle them while making sure he doesn’t go bankrupt.
The expedition to kill Livoetian is cast into doubt. Adaklies and the group must find a way forward. After uncovering information vital to defeating Livoetian, they set out to end her and right her wrongs.
Adaklies, Greyemeid and Jonas continue their journey toward the Demon Lord, hoping to recruit the immensely powerful and wise Dragon Mother to their cause.
Adaklies is stuck in a rut two years following the grand uproar caused by The Dragon Mother and her husband. Adaklies has been branded a criminal. The guard nips at her heels and bounty hunters seek her out. A man by the name of Jonas, however, has come to her with a shocking proposition: kill the lilim responsible for the war.
Hey! This is rserenity, also known as rs or rsanon. Blogs usually aren’t my thing, given I don’t have a much of a following, but today’s a little different. I’m very sporadic with story postings and wanted to say where I’m going next as well as share the results so far from the survey I…
“We appreciate your interest in the position, but we’ve decided to go with another candidate at this time. Thank you.” Damien scowled at the email. Another rejection. He buried his head in his hands amidst a grumble. He knew when he started applying for a job he’d see more than one of these emails, but…
It was an angel so tall she may have even had a couple inches of Anima. From atop the her towering stature, she watched them enter the room. Just as distinctive as her height, however, was the second pair of arms clasped behind her back. “Damien, this is Adrianne. She’s an archangel of Intrinsicality and she has a few questions for you.”
Andrew was a fine young lad, Grace decided. In the peak of his twenties, confident, sociable, and without a worry in the world. His eyes practically sparkled when he spoke and his laugh was full and genuine. He would’ve been in perfect health, too, except for the construction accident that had taken half a leg…