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Crimson and Furs Chapter Ninety Eight: Curious Mythologists?
That night was a very peaceful and quiet night. After the near death experience everyone had, it was a miracle to see that the whole world had survived the apocalypse that would have killed everyone.Standing in front of a mirror in her room was Mary Silver. The frames of the mirror were made of real solid silver, an exquisite and expensive design running across them. Everything in the room had this taste of silver on them. Silver. Yes, it was a symbol of the Silver family.Staring at her reflection Mary couldn't help but narrow her green eyes as she turned around, walking towards her bed with elegance. She was dressed in a silver colour night dress, her red hair tied into a pony tail with a silvery ribbon.Reaching her hand to the large tablet on her bed, she immediately logged in facebook and clicked on the Curious Mythologists tab on the message section."Finally we're gonna have one of the most important discussions in this group chat," she said, "a discussion to really transform
Crimson and Furs Chapter Ninety Nine: A New Organization
That night Daniel realized the meaning of being late. Before he was even in the Curious Mythologists group chat all the other six or so members were already there, chatting away. There were so many messages that he reckoned to be at least a hundred of them. He took his time to read the previous messages to catch up with the others.Of course the others could see that the legendary 16-year old Wolfman who had saved the world using Furs' powers was here. Crying God was the first to type as usual:"Hey, weakling. Never knew you were such a casual latecomer and snubber.""What's your business with him being late?" Crimson Moon typed straight away. He felt it was his duty to thrash talk Daniel and as a good citizen, he wouldn't let others do his job. He wasn't even afraid that Crying God was a Path four, Combat Magician."You wanna know my business with him? How about you kowtow to me and call me daddy!" Crying God enjoyed dissing. He didn't even care about his reputation as one of the pow
Crimson and Furs Chapter One Hundred: Like Pilgrims
Daniel woke up feeling very energized and positive. Why shouldn't he? He had been through several frenziedly situations, tiring himself out both mentally and physically. Now that he could finally find rest why shouldn't he be happy about that? Only a bunch of masochist would yearn for more harmful situations like that.Man, it's been such a hectic year, Daniel thought to himself as he yawned loudly as stretched his arms and legs. The shirt he was wearing rose up slightly above his tummy, revealing well chiseled abdominal muscles which could only belong to a pro gymnast."Finally, everything has returned normal," he muttered to himself and turned around only to lie face-to-face with Bloody Mary who was staring at him with her red eyes."..."Daniel became blank. Whatever had happened last night was gone and this was a new day. He couldn't count himself a lucky person today and try seeing the Specter as some lover. It was practically impractical and disregarding of a high born Specter!
Crimson and Furs Chapter One Hundred and One: A New Development
After meal Mrs. Stark cleared the table and immediately rejoined her husband and child in the dining room. They had finished eaten but couldn't stand due to their stomachs being overly full so they sat on their chairs and waited for time to pass so that they would be able to get up again.Mr. Stark stared at his loving wife and son for some moments, wondering whether he should tell them what he had in his mind now or later. They should be able to understand me, won't they?"What's on your mind, Darling?" Mrs. Stark asked. She had noticed her husband's worried look. They had been out of all their troubles so what was there to fuss about?"Actually, I wanted to tell you this earlier," Mr. Stark said to them, "but I didn't know how to go about it."Don't tell me, Daniel thought inwardly as he glanced at his mother. Don't tell me he's gonna go on another adventure. This was exactly the same words he used last year when he went on the adventure to the Abyssal Zone. Now he's using those sam
Crimson and Furs Pain
I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires.I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what
Crimson and Furs A Dream?
Ouch!So much pain!Am I dead?Daniel cracked his eyes open slowly as he groaned, taking in his environment. He immediately began shivering in fear after remembering what had happened, his pupils dilating as he saw himself still lying in the woods. He could see the brown glowing eyes of the Lycanthrope glaring at him, its claws ready to bear down on him."Don't kill me!" he yelled in fear as he broke down in fear. "Don't kill me!""It's okay," a feminine voice said, warm arms wrapping around him. Slowly he recovered from his trauma and didn't see the Lycanthrope anymore. He then realized that he was no longer in Crimson Woods but was in his own room. He realized that he was shivering at a corner on his bed, his mother's arms wrapped around him in a comforting manner. There were two cops standing in front of them, both dressed in starchy grey uniform."It's alright, son," Mrs. Stark, his mother said as she stared into his eyes with her brown comforting eyes. At one glance you would not
Crimson and Furs Bullies Again
That morning Daniel woke up earlier than usual, his eyes puffy as if he had not had a good sleep. The truth was, he didn't actually have a good sleep throughout that night. Every time he slept he would have a nightmare, jolting up instantly in fright. He still remembered the incident from yesterday and it was plaguing his mind.Calm down, it's only a delusion, Daniel told himself as he stood up from bed in order to prepare himself for today. He was a 16-year old kid at Grade 10 in Crimson High School, the biggest school in that city. He was well-known to supercede his peers in the classroom. In the aspect of academics, he was considered excellent and very intelligent, always topping the class. He has also made a mark for being one of the most punctual students in his class so he had to maintain that image.He hurriedly tied a white towel around his waist and dashed to the bathroom to take a bath. In no time he was done with washing up and went to dress up. It was at this point he noti
Crimson and Furs Crushing
After several minutes students began trooping into the class, filling the twenty seats. Those who came on their own silently made their ways to their chairs while those who came in groups chatted noisily as they giggled to take their seats. Everyone avoided Walter and his gang who were already seated at the far back of the class, their eyes fixed on Daniel as they awaited the coming of Felicia. They wanted to see if this idiot would dare foolishly act lovey-dovey with that girl.Daniel sat on his chair which was near the left wall of the class, the position of his chair standing between the front and back rows—he was among the people who sat on chairs arranged in the middle row. A novel was on his desk in front of him, his eyes looking in between the words written with a feigned interest. The book he was reading was a werewolf novel and it was titled: Werewolves. Although he loved reading novels like this, he was very much distracted and couldn't even read. He had to put up this act t
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