Blaze の小説・ストーリー

Jared knelt in front of me with concern and whispered, “These families forgave you because they thought it was an accident, but with the new evidence and stories surfacing online, they’re angry and came here to ask for an explanation. “They couldn’t find you, so they found Jenny instead. I was worried something would happen to Jenny, so I…” My vision blurred, and I smiled at him. “So you want me to take the blame for Jenny again?” “Enough! How dare you! You were the one who killed those kids! What does that have to do with Jenny?!” My father hit my back with the hiking pole. My mother cradled Jenny against her chest and glared at me. “These are the consequences of your own actions. I won’t l

"I thought I was the only one too… until I met you." I swallowed hard, still tensing my body. Blaze took a step forward, but he did so slowly—as if he did not wish to frighten me. "I need your help," he told me. I arched an eyebrow. "Help?" Blaze nodded. "There is something I need. A stone. A strong one." I frowned. "What kind of stone?." Blaze let out a breath. "A stone that protects people." His voice was tinged with desperation. "If I can get it, it will save my life."

She began explaining the problem that had stumped her for more than a decade “The effects from Blaze aspect of the poison can only nullified by frost potion, and frost by blaze.” She continued looking at the anxious faces around her “That’s the ingenuity… and the cruelty… of it. If we use frost to counter blaze, the concentration of frost element in the body increases to a dangerous level. The same happens in reverse.” “What does the blaze effect actually do?” Jack asked, absently stroking the curious cat who was nudging him anxiously. He knew his wife had stumbled

he chuckled to himself, his low voice filled with satisfaction and handing over the tablet to his assistant. The man in the blazer leaned back in his seat, his smile widening. --- Back in my apartment, the minutes ticked by in agonizing silence. I couldn’t stop pacing, couldn’t stop the thoughts from racing through my mind. The gun was still in my hand, the cold metal a small comfort against the chaos swirling inside me. Every creak, every shadow, made my heart skip a beat, and I found myself glancing over my shoulder every few seconds, half-expecting someone to jump out at me.

"If you say so, then... fine. We'll try to talk to him." Blaze only hums, his finger gently tracing the rim of his abandoned glass and his gaze stuck on the way it moved. He wasn't sure why, but he just couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. It felt tense, strained, as if doing so would lead to something to break. So, he avoids it. He clears his throat, casting his sights to the floor beneath his feet as he braces the sofa, prepared to stand and set off on their new mission. "Great," he murmurs, rising. "Let's go and find him then, shall we?"

Blaze smiled in a mischievous manner as he led the way and…. ………..ZAPPPPPP.

A document similar to a curriculum vitae was attached to the top of that file. Name- DARKSTAR Zayn Redfield I did not have any idea of what I was seeing. I went through the rest of the pages. These are Zayn's documents. But what does it mean by a DARKSTAR? What is BLACKMATRIX? Why are Zayn's documents here? Why am I here? With thousands of questions my head was about to burst. I had no strength and my legs were weak.So I slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. My head was spinning so badly and I couldn't hold on to my strength anymore...