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از همگی بخاطر حمایت و فوروارد هاتون مممونم! متاسفانه دیگه به محدودیت گیواوی اولمون رسیدیم، انشاالله 13ام قرعه کشی داریم برای 3 ممبر مفتخر!
همچنان سپاسگذارم از بابت 200 تایی کردن کانال، امیدوارم از محتوا هم لذت ببرید!
تا اونموقع جوین بمونید و لفت ندید وگرنه از لیست حذف میشید🙏
همچنان سپاسگذارم از بابت 200 تایی کردن کانال، امیدوارم از محتوا هم لذت ببرید!
29.03.202513:39
Just as Xeno prepared to strike down the Queen, a sudden wind swept through the realm—a wind that felt unnatural. There was no weather in this place, so what could it be?...
Before he could ponder further, Miran was there, grabbing Xeno's claws with an iron grip. His stern demeanor was unwavering.
Xeno growled, utterly shocked that someone could grab HIS attacks within his released form.
Zarath seized the opportunity and lunged forward, severing Xeno's arm once more. Pain shot through him, and he stumbled back, casting a bewildered glance at the Sovereign of Death—Miran. His eyes sparkled with excitement.
Xeno exclaimed, his voice a mix of awe and defiance.
Miran summoned his katana, Ryujin, into his hands with a flourish. The blade shimmered darkly, its presence commanding respect and fear in equal measure. Xeno's shock deepened as he recognized the weapon's immense power... it had reached the level of Saishu Ririsu.
Miran glanced at Zarath, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
he asked, raising an eyebrow playfully.
Zarath's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he shook his head in a shamed manner.
Miran chuckled heartily, his laughter echoing throughout the realm.
He patted Zarath on the shoulder and turned back to Shamira.
Shamira smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
Miran straightened up, his expression shifting to one of determination.
He raised his hand and began to weave a teleportation.
Xeno, fueled by adrenaline and indignation, rushed toward Miran, ready to strike him down.
His sheer speed shattered the spatial fabric of Owari.
In an instant, Miran summoned his Conqueror Aura—a force so overwhelming that it manifested as a palpable wave of energy. It rippled through the air like a thunderclap, inducing fear and awe in all who felt it.
The entire realm trembled at his might; even the distant islands shuddered under the intensity of his presence.
Arrancar, nestled in Shamira's embrace, looked up at her with wide eyes.
he asked innocently,
Shamira chuckled softly, her heart swelling with pride and affection for her family. She nodded and gently patted Aran's hair.
Miran's voice boomed across Owari as he glared down at Xeno.
Xeno gritted his teeth but felt an inkling of doubt creeping in.
With a slow, deliberate motion, he raised his hand to his face. In a single breath, his crown-like helm materialized, forming an intricate mask of obsidian and bone, its eerie glow casting ghastly reflections in the dimming light. His cloak billowed, no longer mere fabric but an endless expanse of darkness, stretching out.
Then, with a voice that sent a deathly chill through the souls of all who bore witness, he spoke.
The word slithered through the air like a death knell, and from the abyss of his cape, the dead obeyed. An army without number surged forth—soldiers clad in spectral armor, eyes burning with cold, unwavering resolves.
Before he could ponder further, Miran was there, grabbing Xeno's claws with an iron grip. His stern demeanor was unwavering.
"Let go of me!"
Xeno growled, utterly shocked that someone could grab HIS attacks within his released form.
Zarath seized the opportunity and lunged forward, severing Xeno's arm once more. Pain shot through him, and he stumbled back, casting a bewildered glance at the Sovereign of Death—Miran. His eyes sparkled with excitement.
"... SO!! YOU'RE THE KING, AREN'T YOU?!!"
Xeno exclaimed, his voice a mix of awe and defiance.
Miran summoned his katana, Ryujin, into his hands with a flourish. The blade shimmered darkly, its presence commanding respect and fear in equal measure. Xeno's shock deepened as he recognized the weapon's immense power... it had reached the level of Saishu Ririsu.
Miran glanced at Zarath, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"All of that destruction for a lesser demon?"
he asked, raising an eyebrow playfully.
Zarath's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he shook his head in a shamed manner.
"I— I just wanted to prove myself…"
Miran chuckled heartily, his laughter echoing throughout the realm.
"Brother, you do not need to destroy everything to prove your worth. You've already made your mark by standing here beside me."
He patted Zarath on the shoulder and turned back to Shamira.
"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
Shamira smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"I'm fine, darling... Just a little shaken up. But it seems like you've arrived just in time."
Miran straightened up, his expression shifting to one of determination.
"Don't worry; I'll take care of this pesky little brat."
He raised his hand and began to weave a teleportation.
"You two should get out of here while I handle things."
Xeno, fueled by adrenaline and indignation, rushed toward Miran, ready to strike him down.
"You think you can just waltz in here and take control?! Not on my watch!!"
His sheer speed shattered the spatial fabric of Owari.
In an instant, Miran summoned his Conqueror Aura—a force so overwhelming that it manifested as a palpable wave of energy. It rippled through the air like a thunderclap, inducing fear and awe in all who felt it.
The entire realm trembled at his might; even the distant islands shuddered under the intensity of his presence.
Arrancar, nestled in Shamira's embrace, looked up at her with wide eyes.
"Mommy,"
he asked innocently,
"is Daddy getting angry again?..."
Shamira chuckled softly, her heart swelling with pride and affection for her family. She nodded and gently patted Aran's hair.
"Yes, sweetheart. But it's just how he shows love sometimes—by protecting us."
Miran's voice boomed across Owari as he glared down at Xeno.
"You stand in my realm, filth of the abyss, thinking yourself mighty. But you are naught but a parasite, slithering where you do not belong. You spill the blood of my people, taint my soil with your foul stench, and yet you believe I will stand idle?"
Xeno gritted his teeth but felt an inkling of doubt creeping in.
"F#CKOFF! I SHALL TAKE THE THRONE FROM YOU!!!"
With a slow, deliberate motion, he raised his hand to his face. In a single breath, his crown-like helm materialized, forming an intricate mask of obsidian and bone, its eerie glow casting ghastly reflections in the dimming light. His cloak billowed, no longer mere fabric but an endless expanse of darkness, stretching out.
Then, with a voice that sent a deathly chill through the souls of all who bore witness, he spoke.
"Ascend, and my will is yours."
The word slithered through the air like a death knell, and from the abyss of his cape, the dead obeyed. An army without number surged forth—soldiers clad in spectral armor, eyes burning with cold, unwavering resolves.
26.03.202510:43
بچه ها، اگر آیتم دیگه ای تو همین رنج قیمت هم میخواید میتونم بگیرم، حالا چه WuWa باشه چه PGR چه بقیه موارد!
29.03.202513:43
Yuh-Uh:3
29.03.202513:43
... Did you just f#cking deleted my song and replaced it with this?!
29.03.202513:42
29.03.202513:39
Some bore the scars of past battles, remnants of lives long lost, but now, in service to the Sovereign, they knew neither pain nor fear, with black writings on the walls, Miran unleashes a million faces, and one by one the demons shall fall.
अधिक कार्यक्षमता अनलॉक करने के लिए लॉगिन करें।
