Ebon Rites - Chapter 9: Gilded Bird
kalokin looked at aria, “aryn isn’t exactly z’s pet, he’s also good friend to me.” “oh? how not exactly pet?”
Chapter 13 Sparks into Kindling
“well, are khaesho and kalokin on the way at least?" she didn't know what they'd even do against guns. magic was fun and all, but she was decently sure that a well-placed bullet would still drop him.
Chapter 15 Defiance
“i’m guessing that means you still have kalokin?” she focused on khaesho, expecting to see kalokin just behind or inside of him, but when she did, the bottom of her mind fell away and she felt nikolak’s soul again, adjacent to hers, connected.
Rekindled Manifestation
The shrine of kalokin, an ancient evil whose powers itself had been dormant for centuries since its last awakening. but something else was happening, something that threatened even its own existence.
Ebon Rites
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kalokin manifests a single hand, whisks off to a cabinet, then returns with enough antacid to keep zeph safe for an entire night. he hands zeph the bottle and manifests a mouth just to smile.
Timelost Chapter (Dominic)
So without kalokin's mind-fuck to add urgency to the situation, i thought it necessary to... expand on the possibilities.
Chapter 6.5 Nightmares
“i would make a manifestation for you to talk with, kalokin's always lecturing me on that, but i… i just can't ever get one to stick." shou nodded. she recalled the half dozen unfinished paintings in her art room, and likened the idea to her.
Ebon Rites - Chapter 7: Loyal Recourse
kalokin could feel his pulse beginning to rise. “oh oh, wait, save the rest for me to rip off okay?” “yeah sure, make sure you’re rough and thorough! i’m ready now!” she said and put on her terrified face.
Chapter 1
kalokin would love to- would have loved to get to know you." he saw her eyes light up with curiosity and quickly continued speaking, so she'd have no chance to interrupt.
Prologue & Foreword
A foreword from the author This book started as a hobby. It was something I could enjoy with a close friend of mine, and as such, it was not meant to be read, much less understood, by anyone other than we. So, I feel the need to add some kind of...