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Light coming from the window lit up the entire study. A room filled with different books. It was a room in Machia’s building were he spent his alone time and carried out his needed business transactions but right now in that room confused voices were heard.
“Machia sensei! What the hell is going on? Why are they not back yet?”
“I don’t know Gabriel. If I knew I would’ve already done something by now” Machia exclaimed with a worrisome expression. This is the very first time Gabriel has actually witnessed Machia lacking his composure.
The only time he’s not composed is when he’s doing something stupid to make a joke but just by looking at his bewildered expressio
. . "Hello sir? It's Gabriel speaking." Gabriel had dashed out of John's family house and was now walking on the open street. There was a lot of noise due to the cars moving on the road and also the flight cars flying in the sky. There were also people walking from every angle with an attempt to get to their destination and so was he. He was holding his right hand to his right ear while walking at a quick pace. While his hand was still on his ear he kept on talking. Without looking much closer anyone could tell that he was on a phone call. “Sir...”<
. . It was a rather peaceful atmosphere inside a room. The walls of the room had some girly stickers and pictures frames showing the memories of a girl both when she was little and her recent images of how she currently looks. Apart from the pictures, the most noticeable feature about that room was the pink color appearing almost everywhere in the room. The walls where painted pink. Even the sheets of the bed was pink and white and another thing that will most likely catch almost anybody's eyes quickly was the beautiful girl sitting on the bed. The girl with her long green hair was lying on the bed with her green eyes glued to the screen of her laptop x. Both her hands were also moving in a haphazard manner around the keyboar
. . “What are you saying? You’re not the one who did this?” “It’s like you said. It’s as if you and your friend just got erased from your friends parents mind. I don’t erase. I distort. If I was the one who erased you then Daniel wouldn’t be able to recognize you. I play with realities. I choose which realities I want to be true and if I choose the reality I want. That reality affects a whole number of people.” The nature of her ability really is confusing. “So what are you saying?” “What I’m saying is that if I did choose a reality where you didn’t exist, you won’t be recognized by anyone. It won’
. . Pant pant pant... “Why the hell are we running down to the Kree Dojo?” “Don’t talk and continue running!” Yua hastily replied to Arata’s grumble. Pant pant pant... They were currently running at a breathless pace in the streets. Anybody who could see them now will be able to tell that they were currently in a rush. Gabriel brought out his phone and the display screen came into view. [
. . Agatha could feel her heart throbbing seriously as she stared at the massive figure in suit approaching their direction. The Ryoku was already getting closer. Just looking at his huge feet. He only needs six more steps to get to them. What will they do? If that Ryoku gets to their direction it will be a serious problem. Agatha looked around the Arena to find the nearest exit with her eyes. However all the exits were being guarded by a Ryoku.
. . Just who the hell are these guys? That was the question Agatha really wanted to ask but she did not in anyway dare to do so. No, at this moment there's no way in hell she can answer these guy's question with her own question. Not in this situation. There's a common saying that there are three G's in this life one should always be afraid of. God, Government and Gun. And right now she could feel a gun pressing down her skull. Any wrong movement from her at this moment, it will be boom boom Chao. <
. . Kung kung kung Kung. The sounds of the gigantic figures treading heavily and noisily towards the pack of infiltrators resounded through the hallway. No matter who the person was, it was an obvious fact that anybody would flinch just from hearing the sounds a Ryoku stomping towards them. The Ryoku’s has gained the reputation of being strong. They were so strong that they got things done. They were a specific set powered humans known for always delivering results. Sometimes they were even called the mass produced monsters. One R
. . Boom Boom Boom. Kuwaaak...Ahhh... The distant front of the hallway lit up with flames as the sounds of bazooka shooting resounded over and over again. With every flaming shells flying at a fast speed towards the front, the Ryoku all experienced despair. One shot of the bazooka were currently killing more than one Ryoku. Anytime the bazooka was shot, loud explosive sounds followed with flames flaring up, flesh and blood splattered everywhere. It was almost like a war. No it was a war.