"You were the Chosen One! You were supposed to destroy the spirits, not humans! You were supposed to bring balance to the sanctuary, not leave it in darkness."
Super Gene
Sci-fi · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim
Bao'er then punched the palm of her other hand, proclaiming, "When I win, all that candy will be mine!"
Super Gene
Sci-fi · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim
"It has no lifeforce, and it isn't aggressive. It doesn't do anything. Did this thing really come out of that egg?" Han Sen couldn't imagine a Mama or Papa Jue producing Baby Jue eggs.
Super Gene
Sci-fi · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim
Bao'er, with a more serious tone of voice this time, just shouted, "MONEY!"
Super Gene
Sci-fi · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim
"MONEY!" Bao'er shouted in response, raising her fists in the air.
Super Gene
Sci-fi · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim
Han Sen didn't think much of it, at first. More than anything, he believed the demi-god that called itself God was merely bluffing. It was like a riff on the cliche of, "If you strike me down, I'll become more powerful than you could possibly imagine." That sort of thing.
Super Gene
Sci-fi · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim