Monica wasn't sure why they acted like that; perhaps they needed those scary faces to scare away their enemies because otherwise they wouldn't feel confident enough to do battle? Although I suppose that was probably the reason the samurai warrior wanted his face covered too— he had nothing to prove! All in all she considered the entire world she lived in very unfair; for example she couldn't eat all the food she found in the forest for fear of getting caught and eaten herself! But she still had faith in the world's balance and knew it would eventually come back into line so she went on eating as much as she could while staying hidden as best as possible.At one point after finishing her meal, she decided it might be a good idea to make a plan for what to do next since her luck didn't seem to be changing. There didn't seem any use going further along her current path since everything looked completely uninhabited, plus she hadn't seen anything worth traveling toward since she left home
Although it could not be called a good place to stay in, Monica still felt more comfortable than standing out in a field alone where everyone else would probably look at her and try to kill her once they knew that she wasn't supposed to exist anymore— assuming that they knew what she really looked like in the first place... "If only I'd brought that bow," thought Monique regretfully thinking about how easily she should have been able to hunt for some food or use it to defend herself against those monsters... or maybe even find someone willing to teach her...She couldn't help wondering why these monsters didn't have anything similar to bows or even knives even though both of them were easy enough to craft from available materials. Perhaps they never discovered such weapons until recently, but knowing their history she doubted this very much; although, perhaps they hadn't invented them because of a lack of resources? If this was indeed the case, then perhaps the reason behind their unw
"In our home," replied Artur taking a seat next to her after leaning against one of the wall's support pillars instead of lying beside her as he usually did. He appeared relaxed and confident with his arms crossed behind his head as he said, "But you're far from safe yet."Monique studied his eyes trying to remember what color they were now before finally noticing something unusual about his irises. Although, it took her some time since her mind was still fuzzy from waking up. Not only that, but she hadn't realized how much blood covered everything until she'd sat up properly. The wounds on her leg looked much better already since they seemed much less swollen than earlier— although, she noticed that there was still dried blood all over her boots. After inspecting herself closely, Monique looked back to meet his gaze when she noticed an oddity in his pupils again for a moment before realizing it must've been just due to light hitting them in different ways. There didn't seem to be any
Killian who was asleep woke up when he could feel a small weight on his chest, before he could open his eyes a small hand hit him on the nose so he woke up, only to be able to meet the eyes of his little Yuki."What's wrong Yuki?"Yuki with her black eyes looked at her father seriously and touched her forehead to convey a message, when Killian realized what had happened she could only sigh knowing that he would have to undertake another trip through the multiverse .However, before she could do anything, she hugged her daughter and gave her a few kisses, as a form of punishment for the blow she had received, little Yuki just sighed and let her father pamper her because despite being a goddess, she was still a goddess. a baby who enjoyed her father's love.Since although he was a bastard of hers, the paternal love that he had towards her was true.In other world..."It was a good place once."That's all he could say about it now that the blood had been washed away and his mind still co
When Killian arrived in the first world where he had felt a sign from his wife, he realized from his daughter Yuki that she was not in that place, so he only looked at that place with contempt before leaving for the second world.People walk through the city all day every day and never see what they are looking at. The people just ignore the corpses strewn about like litter or the blood on their boots. Some go around picking up bits of body parts from where it's been kicked over to make room for new construction work; others don't even notice them anymore as part of everyday life. They look past them because that's how society has always dealt with problems—by ignoring them until they have become so commonplace they disappear into the background of normal existence. It's easy not to think twice when you're too busy worrying about making ends meet. Nobody can be bothered to care about these things any more except those who would use such details for some kind of gain or fame. For examp
The journey had been arduous and the distance great. The terrain through which they had travelled was rugged but varied; high hills in some areas where they could see for miles around them to their front, and dark forests of tall pines or ancient oaks at other points that made progress slow as a result of all the undergrowth and bramble bushes. Even so there were no real difficulties, for many small streams provided water while food was plentiful with rabbits, squirrels and even an occasional deer spotted along the way by the lookout scouts sent out ahead each evening. Most evenings too Zara had called up from her crystal ball images of what lay before them on the map she kept inside it, always pointing out features of interest to those who stood beside her cart. On these occasions Skraffi would ride his horse alongside to provide commentary if he deemed it necessary. For now however Regin and Hector did not appear concerned about such things; though sometimes they glanced back fearfu
Killian and his daughter Yuki arrived in a strange world where they watched a woman and a man talk, seeing them for a moment, little Yuki realized that there was no trace of her mother Monica.So Killian looked at the couple and was waved goodbye as he went to another world to look for Monica.In the deep desert east of Thebes two thousand miles from the Nile stood a mountain named Sai. On its peak was built an ancient temple to Hathor, goddess of motherhood and joy, where once every twelve years pilgrims came seeking her blessing on their journey through life. It was said that all those who passed under the giant gates had been touched by the love of Goddess Hathor. All except one man whose name has long since been lost in time, but it is known that he lived as king among them for seven days and nights, with no water or food save what his companions gave him. In exchange they demanded that he give up all that he held dear so that when they finally left at dawn's first light none woul
"No need for tears," said Hrobar reassuringly. "You've got us here, after all. There are plenty more people out there whose hearts have already been broken on account of what you told us today; now we'll do our best not to add to your troubles!"Regin stared up into space as if trying to find answers in a cloudy sky full of mist; he was thinking about his sister Zara and her brother Luca both having to suffer so much misfortune within a short time of meeting, because the King had sent them off to war together, while also wondering whether the mysterious stranger might turn up sooner or later to put matters right again."What does any of it matter?" asked Skraffi. "I'm just glad I wasn't one of those guards standing guard outside the gates when it happened." He raised his cup high into the air. "To Queen Anirul's daughter!" he cried. "May she be blessed forever by the gods above!"Hector joined in the toast, clapping his hands together until everyone else did likewise and began chantin