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CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR Chapter 18
Nikita “Who are you?” The feminine voice filtered into my ears. My eyes widened, not out of fear, although I was a little scared but if worse came to worse, I could just warp away, although I might collapse due to the strain, it was better than dying.No, the reason why my eyes widened was due to two reasons, the first was because of the voice itself, it was soft and cold, almost ethereal, like snow itself, but it was also young. I never met Nikita in my past life, I only heard about her which was why I assumed she must at least be well along her years.I knew that she was skilled and only a young person could handle being a blacksmith but that was when looking at things logically, in a world with anomalies and Shamblers, logic was just another joke of the universe. But now that I'm hearing her voice, I could see why she was so well known for being stubborn, after all, elderly ladies tend to avoid troubles.The second reason was how calm she was. A normal person wouldn't even come ne
CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR Chapter 19
Monster:“What?” I stared at Nikita, I was shocked. I mean, I knew she had a thing for very rare materials but I never imagined it would have such a huge sway in her opinion. She didn't even hesitate!I watched as she picked up the orb, her cold expression softening as she began examining it. I remained quiet, watching the whole process. After a few minutes, she nodded her head in satisfaction and looked at me.“This must seem a little strange to you.”“It is. I heard you had a thing for rare materials but I never thought it was to this extent.” Nikita smiled, not a happy one but a smile that hid memories within.“Why?” she suddenly asked.I furrowed my brows, I couldn't understand what she was asking. She noticed my confusion and rephrased her words, “why do you want to help humanity? Why are you going out of your way to create a safe space?”“Can't I just want to do something for the sake of my race?” I chuckled in reply.Nikita gave me a blank stare, one that told me that she didn'
CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR Chapter 20
Spar:My mouth twitched as I watched Hank, the leader of the armed men, fill Nikita and my cup with red wine. Nikita asked him to grab us a bottle of wine from the cellar and serve us. I was surprised when he complied albeit reluctantly.According to Nikita, this was what usually happens to most people that come for her. Since she was so valued, she would use them to clean up the house and have them do chores around for some days before sending them back empty handed.No wonder she was so notorious.“I need a weapon,” I began, “one that is good enough to fight a shambler. Can you make me one?”“That will be quite difficult, these things must be extremely powerful.” Nikita sighed. She took a sip of her wine, the redness seems to match her lips.“Yes, normal weapons usually don't work on them, only weapons forged with cores gotten from them can deal real damage.”“Then how do you plan on fighting them?” I looked at Hank and he immediately scowled, “it's not like I believe your nonsense
CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR Chapter 21
Overlap:I smiled at Nikita, I knew how she was feeling. When I first fought against an experienced fighter, it was the same for me too, back then, those on the frontline had various ways of fighting in close combat against their foes.Due to some reasons, I was limited in the usage of my abilities and had to fight in close combat, and long story short, I almost died. The man attacked in the most awkward ways, they were almost impossible to block and I ended up making too many mistakes out of anger.“You are very skilled, normally, one would find it hard to block my attacks.”“That is no way to fight.” Nikita narrowed her eyes. She was pissed.“Unfortunately, when you are fighting with your life on the line, anything goes.” I shrugged, I was telling the truth.“Anything goes? Then why don't we go all out?” Nikita suddenly smiled. I could see the sly glint in her eyes and I could immediately tell what she was thinking. She was probably hoping to get leverage against me by using her abi
CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR Chapter 22
A warning:“Johanne! You are back!” Eli called out. Just like I thought, we arrived here, on top of the tank where the Spatial lock was, but the experience was different. Instead of just sensing the lock and teleporting, I used my spatial sense and kaleidoscope, it was surreal.Just like I thought, it was possible to place a spatial lock in the kaleidoscope, but unlike the normal spatial lock which made it so I could only teleport to that spot, the kaleidoscope lock worked more like a spatial node, an unnaturally create one.This made it so that just like a normal spatial node, I could sense my surroundings and appear almost anywhere within the range of my Spatial sense.Currently, my abilities were limited by a lack of essence; essence were energies that anomalies use. This energy was stored at the heart and can be refined through meditation as well as absorbing from the cores of shamblers.Unfortunately, the energy is only present in awakened ones, this is the reason why not just me
CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR Chapter 23
Four days left:The space was quiet and everyone stared at me with strange looks like they were seeing me for the first time. I didn't mind, the silence was good, although my head still ached, it wasn't as bad.“Johanne, are you okay?” Eli came beside me and placed a hand on my head. I looked at him, unlike the rest of the people around, he had a look of concern.“I'm fine.” I muttered. Thomas stood up and staggered to where the other vagabonds gathered. I watched him go.“Nikita will be joining us, as a member of the council, she will be in charge of weaponry and rare materials. We will be using her mansion as our base.”“Really? I heard her mansion is in the middle of nowhere.” Smith responded. Seeing my blank look, she continued, “you stayed that the vagabonds will be part of the resources gathering team, it will be almost impossible for us to go back and forth between the base and the city.”“Don't worry, I'll take care of that.” I had plans of opening portals for them to move any
CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR Chapter 24
underground labPop! We appeared in front of the familiar building, Celestial enterprise. It was late in the night and there was no security outside, but I knew that that was because the securities were focused on guarding the inside.“Woah, that was crazy.” Thomas exclaimed. Unlike what I expected, he wasn't cold to me when we met again, apparently, he doesn't bare a grudge because he believes that the strong dominates the weak.Such a simple philosophy but yet an effective mindset, it has it's own setbacks though but who am I to complain? As long as the brute is on my side.Along with me was Nikita and the vagabonds, seven of us in total and I finally learned the names of the vagabonds; There's Smith, the leader, then Thomas the brute, the fatty is Taurus, the skinny is Jack and the creepy is owl. Quite the pack.“What did it look like? Or feel like?” I asked the group. I wanted to know what they saw.“Well, it was like we just vanished, like the world blinked and we appeared here.
CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR Chapter 25
True colours:“Huh?” the young man stared at us, dumbfounded. I smirked, everything suddenly became clear to me. No wonder they left this guy here, he knew about the underground lab but the information he knew was different.This was a brilliant strategy on the masterminds part, after all, if this man was to be the stand-in CEO, he would find out about the underground lab and he might want to snoop around.This was humans nature, curiosity. But by telling him what was supposedly in the lab and by giving him a key, which I'm sure he has, they totally quenched his curiosity.This made it so that the underground lab would just seem like any other lab and make it unappealing to the mind.“Hey, cut the nonsense pretence, we know about it all already.” Thomas yelled at the young man. He flinched and his fear returned in full force.“Calm down, Thomas. He's right, or at least he believes he is.”“What?” Thomas and the rest looked confused, except Nikita and Smith who from their expressions, I
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