All Chapters of Astral Odyssey: Dying Ember: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Elias' eyes flew open and he staggered back. He quickly sat back down and put his hands up with his palms facing her. "Sorry, sorry, I just haven’t felt this urge in so long that I couldn't control myself." "What urge?" Angie asked as she sat up cross-legged in her bed. Elias could see her displeasure and he hastily explained, "Your back just looked so vulnerable and inviting. It made me want to do things to you and before I knew it I was already smelling you and going for a kiss. I'm really sorry." Silence dragged out between them. While Angie thought about how she should react to what was equivalent of Elias admitting that he was gay, Elias freaked out on the inside. /Did I just say that? Did I just? What? What the hell. What. The. Hell! Dude, get yourself together!/ Angie decided to react the same way she would react if he had been talking about a heterosexual attraction. "You couldn't control your sexual urges? What are you? A child? That's a poor and sorry excuse for taking ad

Her eyes shot everywhere and landed on the occasional sparks flying off the electric fence. Following her train of thought, BaoBao proactively turned off the electricity before she had to ask him to. The ever ongoing buzzing suddenly went off. Without it, the soft rumbles of the vehicles suddenly felt far too loud. It prompted all of the soldiers to turn their engines off. They could not possibly leave this place vulnerable when their main line of defense was down. The pin drop silence was like Death's call. A distant roar of the monsters beyond the wire cage caused panic to erupt among the civilians. The control room was in a similar state. The higher ups shouted and yelled at technicians. Languages became colourful with expletives. Scoldings became abusive as personal attacks spilled forth. "Leader Angie, you're also responsible for this, right? There's nothing to worry about, right?" Hamilton checked. Brandon and Wilbur looked at her for the same reassurance.&nb

“One of the vines I took turned out to be a real snake. It tightened around my arm but Conrad helped before anything happened, and my mum fixed my arm. So, like I said, I’m fine…” Angie recounted all that happened with a dispassionate tone.  “Were those snakes the unplanned attack on Ferdinand’s group?” Jeffery clarified. Hamilton nodded. “Lucky you were there to cut them up. Otherwise, Ferdinand would die far too easily. THEN, Angie would really be upset.”  “About that, thank you, guys.” She thanked Jeffery and Elias.  However, Elias still looked as gloomy as ever. “I don't care about that… It doesn’t look as fine as you say…” His focus was still on her injury. Her entire arm had thick streaks of red and purple bruises from being squeezed too hard. Fr

The first sun rays that filtered through the thick vegetation and dappled the ground gave everyone their sight back. Elias looked around in astonishment. The sunlight also caused Angie and her mother to stir in their sleep. Elias hastily and firmly held their heads down before they got up. "Careful." Their eyes flew open in alarm. "The plants grew. A lot." Elias continued to elaborate as they took in the same sight that astonished Elias. Tiny tendrils were already curled around the jeep's frame. Large leaves branched out dangerously close to them. Now that they were aware and alert, Elias let go of their heads and backed off a little. "They grow this fast?" Miryam whispered, slightly fascinated by it. "After so many years with no one tending to them… How much land ha

Just before Amelia’s finger touched the apple, Valerie’s hand shot out to hold onto her mother’s arm. “Mom? I don’t think you should touch it.”  Her mother looked at Valerie strangely. “Since when were you… Anyway," Amelia lowered her hand. "What if we can really eat it? Won’t it be a waste?" /Hm? She’s really not going to touch it?/ [Eh? She’s really not going to touch it?] BaoBao and Angie shared the same thought at the same time.  /But I'd rather she touch it than anyone else./ Angie started to worry about what the world's consciousness had in store. Would it somehow rope Angie in instead? After all, her death flag had already been triggered. Valerie pursed her