“What in the world happened to you, Gale? Why do you have bandages all over?” I didn’t ask since I knew what happened, but Hideki had a truly concerned look on his face. “A bunch of clowns had nothing better to do. Don’t worry about it as it has already been taken care
Time marched on. I found my training difficult, because his thoughts were so noisy, and ever present. He continued to think about his memories of the past, but then those slowly gave way to bizarre imagery of what I could only describe as deformed people dressed in blocky colorful clothing that appeared to
“SCREW YOU ASSHOLE! REEEEEEEEE!!!!!” I curse at the sky in hopes that god is listening, but to no avail. Woah, déjà vu…I’ve just been in this place before. Missing my chance to roast the ever living hell out of god pissed me off more than a Hanzo main. I sat up and looked in my
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Following that stunt, the next several sleep cycles involved little focus on our runes, and very lengthy question and answer sessions. That is to say, he had many questions, and I did my best to answer them. I had several questions of my own, but rarely asked them. To begin with, he indeed was,
“Clere!” ”Clere!” ”Clere!” ”Miss Bear Panties!” I immediately turned around and threw my book at Gale. ”Would you please stop calling me that?” “I have been calling you out all this time, and while you were so engrossed in your conversation with Hideki, The teacher has been calling for
Time went on inside purgatory. As the voices of the enclave became quieter and more distant, Tristian’s voice and memories became more vivid. At first, it was incoherent, but soon, it was repetitive memories of a strange world, with metal contraptions, buildings and rooms furnished with objects made from dead trees, among other things.
“You will be meeting your new bodyguard soon. He already knows about you and will introduce himself to you personally. When you meet him, please bring him back here for a briefing.” Mom and I were having breakfast, and she just had to spring this on me right in the middle of our meal, surprising
Author’s Note: A big shoutout to our awesome VA,Qiu Yue for her awesome voice! I remember the day my bodyguard couldn’t stop crying. His usually straight posture, bent down and kneeling next to a girl—no, a beautiful woman. His hands, once filled with both grit and confidence, now quivered with a sense of uncertainty as