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"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
"Such flexibility, and you can also harden it by will." "...Yes." It was a completely different reaction than what Kyle was expecting. Although he already knew that Katherine and Miranda's personalities could not be any more different, he was still quite intrigued by how tuly different their responses were. Miranda's face was completely covered in Kyle's thick white web, and yet unlike Katherine who slightly panicked.. Miranda was playing with it. She was testing its flexibility, and is even rubbing it even more on her face to test how sticky it was. And even as Kyle hardened it, Miranda just casually snapped it in half like a biscuit. His webs had the strength to lift an entire human without breaking, and yet Miranda was just treating it like a toy. Just a testament to how strong Level 5 Rankers were. "Huh... this is extremely useful," Miranda hummed as she pulled a web that was on her lower lip, stretching it along with her lip, "But increased reflexes... and web shoote
"It all makes sense now." And as Kyle was surrounded by the other recruits that were either groveling on the floor or struggling to sit up, he continueded scanning his surroundings. When he was previously in the Underworld, he was inside some sort of cavern-but this time, he was outside. He had seen photos of it before, but seeing it in person truly makes one almost felt like they were drowning. No photo could do this place justice. The Surface world is a sphere, the horizons will always have an end. But in the Underworld, the horizons do not end, it loops. It almost made Kyle feel like he was in some sort of gigantic ball.. which he sort of actually was. Floating at the very center of the insides of this sphere, Tartarus. It was hard to see the distance, however, as a sort of fog seemed to blanket the endless horizon. And of course, perhaps the most noticeable of all was the 'sun' showering everything with its light. It is said that one of the gods, Hades, resided here
"Attention, recruits!" Rest. The new recruits have already forgotten what the word meant, and it hasn't even been a full day since they entered the Defense Corps. No, perhaps rest doesn't even exist in the Fourth Division. For the past 8 hours, they have been jumping up and down the Portal without pause. They were handed rations, but they had to eat them while falling. Some thought that by fainting during the fall, they would be able to rest; but they ended up even more exhausted than they already were. They haven't seen a bed, or even the rooms where they are supposed to be staying in if they even existed in the first place. And so, suffice it to say-most of them didn't even know what they were doing as they just instinctively gathered in front of a superior officer they hadn't seen before. And of course, this superior officer noticed how exhausted everyone was, it was a sight he has been used to for the past 10 years. "My name is Sergeant Andrew Tate! For the next 24 hour