Y'all definitely seeing the other side of the MC(-_-;)
"...Full Recovery." "..." "Full Recovery." "Full Recovery... Full Recovery." Kyle no longer knew how many times he had uttered those words-no, he wasn't even aware that it was escaping his lips. [Full Recovery] truly is a useful skill, the ability to instantly rccharge yourself and basically have unlimited stamina will always prove to be indispensable in a battle. There was, however, one thing that the Full Recovery skill did not recover and that was mental exhaustion. A minute. An hour. Maybe an entire day? Of course, Kyle knew it was impossible that a day had passed. He was just feeling it-like he was in some sort of trance, a lucid dream where he wakes up from time to time to see a never-ending vision of violence. He was blacking out, and each time his vision clears, he sees his hand swinging toward an Arachne's neck. He wasn't even thinking anymore. It was like he was a spectator of his own body-he was still in control, but it was more akin to someone control
"...Huh?" There were limbs and guts scattered everywhere: hanging on the ceiling and littered on the floor. There were probably more than 40 corpses there, and yet seeing Kyle was probably the thing that shocked Samantha the most. "..She's dead," as for Kyle, he just calmily and carefully lay the body on the floor. How could it not, when he just suddenly and casually appeared out of nowhere... dragging a lifeless body a few meters behind her. "I tried to resuscitate her, but..." Kyle then turned to look at the corpse. "Kyle.." Samantha could really only sigh as she heard Kyle's words. She was, however, not surprised that he tried to perform CPR on the corpse-after all, out of all the lifeless and mangled bodies here, she stood out the most from how immaculate her death was. "Fuck, Kyle. Did.. did.. you know her?" "Sophie." Kyle whispered as he shook his head, "And no, I.. only knew her name. I think she was-!!" It was sudden, Kyle didn't know whether his mind was just
"..Who the fuck are you?" Imagine being caught masturbating by your own mother? Kyle doesn't know that feeling-but for some reason, it felt like that. He wasn't doing anything, not really. But since there was a pretty, short-haired girl currently on top of him, it felt like he was doing something. Wrong But then again, Samantha was indeed about to do something. And while Kyle's mind was once again lost in its own world, Samantha and Katherine just stared at each other, with the twitching of Katherine's eyes getting faster and faster by the second. "S..sorry but after a few more seconds, Samantha quickly jumped off the bed; fixing her skirt and hair as she moved to the side, "There.. there was something on his shirt so I was just trying to get it of." "..Right." Katherine squinted her eyes as her head nodded slowiy, "And were you trying to get it off with your mouth?" "That's-wait, who are you?" Sam also squinted her eyes as she started looking at Katherine from head to toe
"I've known him ever since he was a freshman, I basically raised him. Of course, he'll be staying with me." "...Do you think I don't see what you're up to? You're acting like his guardian, but all I'm hearing from you is how you've been grooming him ever since he was a freshman. Shit.. you're a pedophile." "Excuse me? What did you just say to me?" "Yes, you're excused. You can go now, Dr. Katherine." "What do you know of Kyle? You've only known each other for what... three days?" "And yet, we've probably done more things to each other than you can imagine." "...Oh? So, you're a slut? I can only imagine." "Shit.. you're really starting to piss me off, bitch. You think your humungous fucking tits are great? Wait till you get old." "Call me a bitch again and you're not going to have a chance to get old." One hour, twenty three minutes. Katherine and Samantha have been arguing for over an hour and twenty minutes. At first, they were slightly civil as the two were basic
"...No Commoner have ever been discharged from the Military, alive or without missing a limb. So, why risk your life Kyle? Why?" Kyle didn't really have an answer for the deputy mayor. He could say whatever he wanted to, but he doubted anyone could really understand what he wanted. "Is it revenge...?" And so, since silence was the only answer he got from Kyle, the deputy just answered his own question, "Power..? If so, the chances of you attaining either of both are lower than the chances of winning the lottery. Sadly, the opposite is true for the chances of your death." "I'm... aware of the statistics." "You're a Commoner, Kyle. You will be lucky to get out there without missing a limb; the deputy still continued his little sermon, "And no matter how much you try, you'll just be a Soldier at the bottom of the ladder, a grunt." "Hm.." Kyle grunted. Everything the deputy mayor said is true... for a Commoner, that is. Wait, could he even be considered a Commoner anymore? Grant
And once again, the people could not help but just glare as Kyle's table drowned the entire cafe with thcir voices. And of course, Kyle quickly grabbed Katherine's arm, pulling her closer to make her lower her voice. ".. thought you were supportive of me?" Kyle then whispered as he slightly leaned over the table. "I am!" Katherine loudly whispered, "But the Fourth Division is different. You'll be living in hell, quite literally. You'll be hellishly training in the inside high level Portals for six months before you can even come to the Surface again." "Shit.. finally something you and l agree on," Samantha nodded several times as she heard Katherine's words, "Katherine's right, Kyle. Why not just join something like the Second, or Third Division? Well.. at least you get to live in my house while you're training." "Kyle, listen.." Katherine then let out a small but very deep sigh, "It doesn't matter whether you live with me or with Sam. But please, don't serve for the Fourth Di
"Now, why do you have to go and avoid that? Now you gotta find your bag down there." Miranda was already very slowy making her way toward Kyle; her hand, once again blurring as she threw the last of the bag toward the other remaining recruit. And as she saw the recruit not even able to react as he was flung straight into the Portal, Miranda nodded her head. "See? That's what it's supposed to b-Holy.." Miranda then suddenly backed away as she stood in front of Kyle. By the gods, you are as large as they come. Probably the biggest recruit I've seen for the last three years. "..." And while Commander Miranda was busy eyeing Kyle from head to toe, the only thing Kyle could really do was touch the side of his stomach. He initialy thought he was able to avoid the bag completely by a hair's breadth, but he was now feeling some sort of sting building slowly but surely crawling from his liver. If he wasn't used to the pain, then he would have probably been kneeling on the ground by now
"Have... you been in the Commander's tent before?" "No. Who would want to be? You've seen the way the woman treats people in public, you really want to find out what she'll do to you behind closed doors? Nope, no. Not me." "But, I mean.. aside from her tendency for violence and impulse to berate everyone, she's.. super hot." "Get that toxic shit out of here, man. You don't date crazy people, she clearly has a few nuts loose." "She can loosen my nuts." "..How am I even your friend?" Outside commander Miranda's tent, the two soldiers that were making their rounds around the camp were walking exaggeratingly close to the tent-their ears, almost visibly getting larger as they tried to eavesdrop on whatever was happening inside. But then again, the two couldn't really make their rounds if they wanted to. After all, it wasn't only them. Even those that were not supposed to be there were surrounding Miranda's tent, making it impossible for the two to move. How could they not