Glados X Chell の小説・ストーリー

Behind him, Nova, who was in Rue's arms, cried as though she could not bear having to part ways with her father. At that moment, under everyone's gazes, Gloria drove over and stopped in front of Adrian. Dressed in tight, black shorts, she got out of her car and stood before him. "I'm going with you." Adrian stopped and looked at her. As their eyes met, he could see how sincere Gloria seemed and how determined she was. Gloria had gotten changed before driving here, putting on leather shorts and a matching fitting black top with a black jacket over her shoulders. There were daggers and weapons hanging from her clothes. Although she had been asleep for five years, she still remembered who she w

Lands of Gliala: Atarah was geared for war. The sunlight struck harshly against her golden armor, blinding anyone standing beside her. That’s why she stood alone, in front, on top of her Akhal-Teke. Bearing the black rifle on her back and two blades on her belt. She donned on the red cape, embroidered with the Royal seal. A curved sword between two diamonds. Her army was positioned on the hill overlooking the vast war-torn land of Gliala. Once a thriving city of farmers, but when the Lura ravaged the land, bringing chaos, the city became ashes.

On its shoulder was a C-ranked Ragnarok Armaments Antipersonnel Chaingun, which loaded directly from an ammunition pack on the mecha’s back. Xylo was in her own mecha, a B-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Phantom” Mechanized Infiltrator. Its paint scheme was dark blues on smoke grays, in a pattern meant for nighttime incursions. On its shoulder was an A-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Executor” Sniper Cannon. Each of them wielded a C-ranked Federal Shipyards Machine Pistol, which was paired with a B-ranked Federal Shipyards “Citadel” Tower Shield. “It almost feels like we’re bullying them,” said Freya.

The silt puffed up in white clouds, illuminated by the glowing vines that snaked toward the ship's interior. Inside the jagged hull, the air smelled of stale electricity and wet fur. Aradaa moved through a corridor where the walls were wet with a glowing green gel. He reached a chamber that looked like a temple of glass. Hundreds of stasis-bubbles lined the walls, each containing the flickering, digital ghosts of the Aethelgard elite. But in the center sat a massive silhouette. "Kaelor?"

Even the bug fixes matched mine. Something was seriously wrong. That was when a voice, low and sharp, cut right into my ear. "Kelsey, are you snooping through my code?"

The object was almost as transparent as Jane's knife and it glowed gold under the sunlight. Tek's face completely hides under the armor apart from her red glowing eye, and two submachine guns form on top of her arms. April gets carried up by the wind and Tink puts on her glassing while blowing a bubble from her chewing gum. All in their mystic, military planes fly past from above them as they dashed into the forest. ______ Dolly lays down on her bed, on her phone as usual. "Ah!!!!" Chesa screams suddenly bursting into her room.

Haleth intervened, saying, “You know what I’m here for, Xoel. What do you want in exchange? I’m willing to fork up whatever it is you need.” Xoel replied helplessly, “I already told you, Haleth. You need the Glacies’ Illus and Ice Curse to detoxify Flammae poison. The Illus is a precious treasure of the Glacies. Unfortunately, they’ve already been wiped out. Even the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion can’t provide you with it.” James was immediately attracted to their conversation. He said nonchalantly, “You need the Glacies’ Ice Curse? I have stumbled upon one of the Glacies’ ruins and learned their primitive inscriptions. I’ve mastered the Ice Curse and also happen to have the Illus.”

Alcides lay sprawled against the unforgiving stone wall of the arena, Helios, the seasoned gladiator, circling him like a predator. The heavy metal chain coiled around Helios's fist, a deadly extension of his power. Spectators, including senators and Rhesus, watched as the battle unfolded, Helios approaching with a calculated swagger. Despite being battered, Alcides wasn't ready to succumb. Summoning strength, he staggered to his feet, shield raised, a glint of determination in his eyes.

he said in a low and grim tone. I nodded. Ardan insisted on coming with us. His protective reflexes were as strong as they used to be. The dungeon was cold and they still could feel the dampness on the floor and walls. When we reached Gloria’s cell, I felt my heart drop in my stomach. It was empty. The chains that had once held her captive lay broken on the floor. Their silver was tarnished and twisted as though they had melted. “She’s gone,” Zone said with his voice filled with disbelief and rage.

“The Citadel’s AI, Chronos, was built to hunt me. If I touch that grid, it will shred our consciousness like paper.” “Then don’t touch it,” Elena thought, her jaw set. “I’ll do it the human way.” Elena stepped off the ledge. She didn't fall. She glided, using a magnetic grappling line to swing across the thousand-foot gap between the buildings. She hit the side of the Citadel with a muffled thud, her boots sticking to the glass via specialized suction pads. She began to climb.