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All Chapters of Clouded By The Stars: New Moon: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230
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Raphael's Blood!
“You insisted on seeing me, but it was for something as foolish as this?” a white-haired man with white eyes stared at Michael coldly, his expression that of obvious displeasure.One would have assumed that his hair had been dyed. After all, which person was born with white hair? Yet, that was indeed his true hair. His eyes were confirmation of this. He was Gabriel, Michael’s brother. Michael looked at the image of his brother displayed through the large television screen with the same cold expression that his brother was giving him. Clearly, the two were not on good terms. Next to him, Muriel signed and shook his head. This was why he had wanted to be the one to lead this conversation. Whenever those two spoke, it always led to an argument. Unfortunately, Michael insisted on speaking to Gabriel himself to convey the seriousness of the matter. In the end, they may be brothers; but Michael’s position as the angel of war was not one that could be ignored when it came to matters of war.
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There were many secrets in this world. For this world was populated by the bad more than the good. The normal and moral were framed as abnormally immoral, and the ungodly things were praised as godly. It was strange to be doing the right thing, and what was considered good many years ago – in the days past – was now considered as queer. Shadows were meant to dominate the night, but for some time now, it was the shadows that dominated the day.In the dark confines of one of several hideouts that kept the deadly and dangerous spectres of this world hidden, a large man with the physique of a brute minotaur, was kneeling before a man hidden in the shadows. The man who was kneeling, as stated earlier, possessed an otherworldly physique. He was dressed in a suit and though that elegant piece of fabric would have transformed any person into a scion, it did not that for this man. He merely looked like a beautifully decorated brute. He was so large that even the large-sized suit looked like a
Read moreAssassination Attempt!
Professor Huckleberry had a bedtime habit. Before going to bed, he would survey his compound one last time and then retreat to his sleeping quarters. Even though his house was surrounded with cameras and electrically wired fences, he was aware that his enemies were people who didn’t care about such measly protection. Electrical wires may work well on normal humans, but they were useless against superhumans and beastmen who could easily jump over the fences or even tear them apart.Professor Huckleberry’s eyes swept over through the compound. His ears twitched as he isolated the sounds of the crying crickets from that of those taking a midnight stroll. He stood still in that manner for about five minutes. Slowly, he opened his eyes and nodded his head. Then, he turned to walk back into the house. Suddenly, the Professor’s steps faltered as he turned around again, alertness filling those aged eyes of his.“Sigh. Beastmen.”Professor Huckleberry frowned as he looked at the two masked fig
Read moreBloodline Repression Use: I
“Impressive. You aren’t a normal beastman, are you?” Professor Huckleberry frowned as he massaged his bruised forearm.To think that the punch from a mere 2 Star Beastman would be able to bruise him. That was very impressive. While humans were weaker than Beastman normally, Professor Huckleberry was not your average human star warrior. His martial arts mastery meant that he had an edge over many, and when pitted against beastmen who disdained martial arts, he was able to hold his own. There was a reason why he had been able to not only defeat a 5 Star Beastman, but to kill them as well. Besides, that battle had occurred some years ago. Professor Huckleberry had grown stronger since then. Right now, even 5 Stars weren’t his match, much less 6 Stars. It was already impressive that Jack was able to hold his own against him. It informed Professor Huckleberry that the boy had the ability to transcend his class and challenge higher star levels; however, now there was another who was even mo
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Bloodline Repression!The moment Kylie drew Professor Huckleberry’s blood, she felt her chest loosen. Her eyes flashed brightly as she swivelled and jumped unto his shoulders, using the old professor as a platform to elevate herself to the sky above!*Boom*Embracing the cool wind and refreshing breeze of the night, she allowed herself to fall back to the ground, spinning rapidly like a fidget spinner with her claws striking each other menacingly like dangerous daggers.“If only I had my sword,” the professor thought bitterly; but there was no use – neither was there any merit – crying over spilled milk.Professor Huckleberry frowned as he assessed the wound on his chest. He was no beastman, but as a 6 Star warrior, he was able to channel star energy into wounds to cease blood loss at the very least. While his healing factor was at best just three times faster than the average human, using star energy made things much faster for him; however, when he tried to channel star energy into
Read moreThe Book
It was funny really. It was funny how we craved for the end of a tiresome adventure but relished the beginning when that end did come. It was funny and sad at the same time; but it was a part of life that we could never truly get used to.“Sigh, to think it has only been two weeks,” Kylie mumbled as she packed the last of her clothes.She looked at the room she had spent two weeks in. Even though she had been here for such a short period, the small room contained her smell and a few memories – memories that she didn’t dream of making when she was sent on this mission.“I feel a little bit dirty,” she smiled wryly, her hand trembling slightly as she looked into her smooth palms.*It is natural to feel the weight you currently feel. How can one’s shoulders be empty of the yoke of guilt after taking another’s life? You wouldn’t be human if you didn’t feel this way. You’d be a beast*Red sympathized with Kylie.Of course, the Red Sun of Destruction knew exactly why Kylie said she felt dir
Read moreBad Omen
Galbraith sat silently in his study room, a pensive expression on his face. His eyes were focused on the document that had been presented to him this morning. As for his son – Aiden – who was sitting across his father, Galbraith didn’t not pay any attention to him. Aiden didn’t seem to mind, however. He waited patiently for Galbraith to finish scrolling through the contents of the piece of paper in his hand. After all, he had manners and common sense – for the most part of course.“Sigh,” Galbraith finally placed the document down with a tired expression on his face.Seeing his father’s helpless expression, Aiden could not help but wonder what was going on.“Why do you look upset?” he asked.“I am not upset,” Galbraith shook his head in denial almost immediately.“Your expression surely doesn’t allude to what you are saying. When did you start lying? You could have just said you don’t want to tell me. Jeez. This old man.” Aiden grumbled loudly, Galbraith’s lips twitching with every wo
Read moreFind It, You Coward
“These books are not merely stories. They are vestiges of our Father’s will and power. That is the reason why they are scattered across the globe. Many make the mistake of merely reading the words written in them and thus, fail to find the true power hidden within them. That is why the families that have them research them so ferociously. You read the first book as a human. There was nothing special about you then, so it doesn’t really count. You have the chance to peruse its contents again, but this time more thoroughly. I would advise you to hold off reading any of them until you are strong enough. Open the first book when you reach the peak of 4 Stars and the second when you entre the ranks of 5 Stars. You will be enlightened then. Until them, keep them closed.”Kylie mulled over the words of Michael, the Angel of War who had an entire legion named after him. She was currently in a plane with Davies and Jack seated either side of her. As for the archangel who had decided at the la
Read moreGrand Welcome
“We are almost there,” the driver informed Kylie.Kylie nodded her head in response and turned to the man seated next to her. Michael, the archangel who signified war and combat, was sleeping soundly next to her. She and Michael were sharing on car while Davies and Jack were sharing the other. It was difficult to believe that this person was capable of turning the world upside down if he unleashed his power. Alas, it was usually the most unassuming of individuals who were capable of the most unexpected things.“Sir Michael, we are here,” Kylie gently shook the archangel awake.“Really? Ugh. Man, that was a good nap.” He yawned tiredly while stretching.Kylie smiled wryly as she watched him. Initially, when he had dozed off, she thought he was just pretending to be asleep, but after ten minutes and some snoring, she was convinced that he had fallen asleep. It was an interesting side of Michael which she had yet to see. Though to be fair, based on how he had acted back in A City, this w
Read moreCannot Be Used
“Erm. Pardon me for saying this Sir Michael, but what you are saying…is a little difficult to believe,” Galbraith smiled wryly as he addressed the man leisurely sipping tea opposite him.“What is difficult to believe,” Michael shrugged as he drank the rare beverage he had been offered.“Well, you say that you only came here to oversee Kylie’s training, but from what I recall, getting you to agree to train her in the first place was not easy. Why the sudden change Sir?”Michael coughed lightly when he heard Galbraith’s words, and that was because what the man had pointed out was very true. Initially, when Galbraith had sent Kylie over to Sky Cooperation, he included a petition to the angels, asking for Kylie to be trained under them. As far as Galbraith was concerned, he saw this as highly beneficial for Kylie. She needed to maintain the momentum she had bult over the past few months, and what better way was there to do this than to ask the strongest individuals he knew to personally g
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