Jeremy had always been a mystery to her. They had known each other for a while, but there were layers to him she hadn’t yet peeled back. And lately, it felt like those layers were growing thicker, like he was becoming more and more distant. But even through that distance, there was something else—something deeper that called out to her.The lesson dragged on, but Celicia’s mind remained elsewhere. Outside, the clouds began to gather, thick and heavy, casting shadows across the school grounds. The storm that had been brewing between Jeremy, Kade, and Noctis wasn’t just a metaphor anymore. Something dark was coming, and Celicia could feel it creeping closer with every passing second.The final bell of the day echoed through the school, marking the end of classes. Jeremy slung his backpack over his shoulder, exhaling softly as the chaotic noise of students filled the hallways. It had been another strange day, the tension between him, Kade, and Noctis still fresh in his mind. He hadn’t
Jeremy sat in the chair across from Jessica and Elijah, the soft hum of the guild’s ambient magic pulsing through the room. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the air between them grew heavy. Jeremy knew he couldn't delay this any longer. Clearing his throat, he straightened his posture, eyes locking with Jessica’s first, then Elijah’s. "I need to come clean about something,” he began. Their brows furrowed slightly, both of them leaning in, sensing the shift in tone. "What I told you about my strength during the incident with the Freaks in the dungeon... it wasn’t entirely true." Jessica raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she glanced at Elijah, who maintained his calm yet penetrating gaze. "What do you mean by that, Jeremy?" Elijah asked, suspicion lacing his voice. Jeremy stood, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small, obsidian key. Its surface glimmered with faint purple light. He walked closer, the key resting in his palm. Both guild leaders tensed, th
Elijah’s voice was a mixture of awe and frustration. “So you were this strong all along? Care to explain that ‘last stand’ bullshit you sold to everyone?”Jeremy felt the weight of the guild master's words but only smirked, opening his mouth to respond. Before he could offer a retort, the system message flashed before them.**[Wave 4 has been completed]****[Wave 5/7 underway]****[User can now choose to quit wave in-game]**The choice to quit now dangled before them, but Jeremy didn’t even consider it. His confidence hadn’t wavered, and as he prepared to dismiss Elijah’s question with another quip, a piercing shriek tore through the air. The sound was deafening, stabbing into their ears like sharp knives.Jessica stumbled, clutching her head in pain. Without hesitation, Jeremy dashed to her side, his aura flaring around them like a shield, absorbing the brunt of the sonic attack. He gritted his teeth as the bird-like screech reverberated through his bones.**[Five B ranked Desert Vul
The tunnel echoed with slow, deliberate footsteps. Each step felt like a countdown, reverberating through the cold, dank air. Jeremy’s breath hitched in his throat as he heard the low, guttural growl echo from the shadows. His grip tightened on his sword, sweat beading on his forehead.**[A ranked Werewolf Hybrid]**The system's cold voice made it clear. This was no ordinary opponent. Emerging from the shadows was a creature that appeared almost human, but its face—oh, its face—was covered in blood, and a fresh heart dropped from its hand, hitting the ground with a wet thud.“This will be fun!” the hybrid grinned, revealing sharp, bloodstained fangs as its glowing red eyes fixed on Jeremy and Elijah.Jeremy felt his pulse quicken. "This is serious. I need to go all out right from the start," he thought, his heart pounding in his chest. Elijah, on the other hand, stood calm and poised, his sharp gaze trained on the hybrid as if analyzing every twitch of its muscles. "Stay behind me,
The air in Jessica’s office was thick with tension. Jeremy could feel the weight of Elijah’s and Jessica’s eyes on him, their silence pressing in on him like a physical force. For a few moments, no one spoke. The room was still, but Jeremy knew the storm was coming. “Jeremy,” Elijah finally broke the silence, his voice low but filled with authority. “I don’t need an explanation—I demand it.” He moved to sit where Jessica normally did, his piercing gaze locked on Jeremy, the patience in his eyes dwindling. Jessica, standing off to the side, seemed lost for words, her wide eyes darting between the two of them. She had never seen Elijah so stern with Jeremy, and she could sense that whatever was coming next was going to change things. Jeremy shifted uncomfortably under the scrutiny, but he kept his composure. “Look, I’m at fault, okay? I admit that. But I did what I had to do,” he said, his voice steady, though inside he felt a churning mix of anxiety and defiance. “You were right
The room seemed to ease, but only slightly. Elijah’s stern demeanor remained, but there was an air of reluctant acceptance in his posture now.Jessica, still trying to wrap her head around the bombshells Jeremy had dropped, shook her head in disbelief. “You’re full of surprises, Jeremy. I can’t say I saw this coming.”Jeremy gave her a tired but genuine smile. “I didn’t either, to be honest.”Elijah stood up, signaling the conversation was over for now. "Get some rest. The road ahead won’t be easy. And don’t think for a second you’re off the hook just because you’ve told us the truth.”As Jeremy turned to leave, he could feel the weight of his words still hanging in the air. As the door closed behind him, he couldn’t help but wonder if he was truly ready for what was to come.*_*Jeremy wore a pout on his face as he made his way home, his mind replaying the day's events. "I probably should have clarified that it was more like being an owner, not a guild master," he muttered to him
"I'm okay, my love," Sophie insisted with a gentle smile, watching as Jeremy finally exhaled a relieved sigh. She could see the tension still lingering in his body, but her presence seemed to ease him. Stepping closer, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a warm embrace.For a moment, everything felt right again. But then, out of nowhere, a cold, eerie voice whispered into Jeremy's ear: "Darker days are coming."Jeremy stiffened instantly, his heart skipping a beat as he abruptly pulled away from his mother. His eyes darted around the surroundings, searching for the source of the voice, but there was nothing. The unease he had felt earlier returned, gnawing at him like a shadow lurking in the corner of his mind."Son? Are you alright?" Sophie asked, tilting her head in concern. She reached up to cup his face, trying to bring him back to the present."Yeah... I think it's just hallucinations," Jeremy muttered, trying to convince both himself and his mother. But the weight
Sophie stood frozen at the doorway, her heart pounding in her chest as the four strangers in white robes stared back at her with unsettling calm. Their presence sent a shiver down her spine, but she refused to show fear. She had learned long ago that showing weakness to those with unknown intentions was dangerous."What do you mean by that, and excuse me, who are you all?" Sophie demanded, her voice firmer than she felt inside.The man standing at the front of the group raised a hand in a placating gesture. "Relax, Sophie Washington. Let us inside," he said softly, his tone almost soothing, but with an edge that made her uneasy.Her breath caught in her throat. "How did they know my name?" she thought, panic rising within her. "How do you know who I am?" she asked, her voice trembling despite her best efforts.The man smiled, though it didn’t reach his eyes. "We were sent by the one who made a deal with your late husband," he explained.Sophie’s eyes widened in shock, her blood runni