For a month I didn't continue the hunt. I used a month to polish up KWE organization. With our numbers totaling up to four thousand, I had to place them into various groups or sectors. Hollow Reaper led the Tech sector. Lord Keal, Kim Demon and Death Vector led the gunslinger group, Starlet led the swordsman group, while my dear Elixir and her small group was placed in the Spy/Assassination sector.We now had over a hundred and forty safe houses across the country. KWE organization was now a big mercenary guild that the government couldn't go against. We also set up various businesses which was not even related to the mercenary guild. Ajuruchi Samuel (Starlet) was the CEO of Stardust Corporation, Elizabeth Christopher (Elixir) took control of a Beauty saloon and renamed it to Elsa's Beauty World.You may be surprised on how we were able to establish all these, well, Hollow Reaper hacker into a few banks and transferred a huge fund into an untraceable account which was accessible only
The sound of guns being loaded and cocked reverberated around the armory. I was actually planning on taking down Alhaji alone, but it seems the government was determined to stop me. They think about a hundred or perhaps two hundred soldiers will stop me? Perhaps in the past it will be make me sit and plan this hunt for weeks, but now I've got an army, let the blood flow.KWE mercenary guild has already grown and the gunslinger group has already been divided into smaller groups we call Platoons. Each platoon consist of thirty foot soldiers, one communicator or tech geek and then a platoon commander. Sending a well trained platoon along with me just to take out Alhaji seems more of an overkill than a simple hunt, but I don't care, the more souls that fall during this vengeful hunt the closer I am to my goal.“Attention!” The platoon commander said while the soldiers saluted as soon as I stepped into the armory. They were all dressed in black, with visored helmets, just like the American
I slowly regained consciousness. I tried to stand up from the marble floor I had unknowingly fallen. I jumped back in fright as I saw an ash colored furry arm in place of my human arm.“What in the devil's name!!?”I stood up and looked myself over. I had actually transformed into some kind of a wolf, but here comes the strangest thing about my transformation, I looked more humanoid than the werewolves I know and also those I see in movies. There was no protruding sabertooth which seems impossible considering I've seen Mahjong in this same form, so why's mine different? Perhaps it's because I haven't yet killed a thousand powerful humans which is why the transformation is incomplete. I flexed my arm and I could feel my strength has increased at a heaven defying pace. If I'm not a full werewolf, then what kind of anomaly have I transformed into? I had never transformed into a werewolf or a lycan ever since I found out I had the demon wolf in me, my only hope of doing so was to unleash
A bright light flashed and a humanoid figure dressed in military uniform appeared. This figure looked exactly human but a bit unrealistic. It looked human, but it wasn't human. It had an oval face, lean body and wavy hair. It's military uniform fitted his tall lean body. This was the character of Drake in the game 'Galaxy'.“Alright, the war between Germinal and the Six Nations is still ongoing. The quest states that I have to meet up an old soldier in a little bunker and obtain more information about the war from him.” Drake spoke to himself. Just as he was about to move, he heard a bang, and a red light flashed in front of him, he felt a stinging pain on his right shoulder.-48He had been been shot. He pulled his gun and turned around. Facing him were seven individuals dressed in all black, even their faces were covered with black colored masks. But he knew who theses were; The Gator Crew. This group always bullied him, both at school and even in the game.“What do you want! Tony.”
“Test subject number 24. The subject lasted for two minutes and forty-five seconds after the administration of Valkyrie. Time of death: 4:22AM.”'I should be the only one at home. Who's talking?'Drake opened his eyes, only to be blinded by light. The familiar hatch of his VR capsule was no longer there, instead he was facing a white ceiling. The walls that surrounded him were also white and reminiscent of cold, hard metal. They felt like something straight out out of science fiction. The room resembled an intensive care unit, and Drake lay atop a cold metal table, barrel-chested and wired to all sorts of machines. His back was freezing.Drake noticed there was a group of people in white coats surrounding him, and they were looking at him as though they had seen a ghost.'I thought I just accepted a leveling request? Where am I?'«Ding!Alpha Link System initialized. Host selected; Drake Michaelson of East View New Jersey. Welcome.»«Ding!Alpha Link System activated. Transferring unp
“Thank God I have a system!” Drake was ecstatic but quickly discovered that there were several irregularities.'NPC, not a player? Countdown timer? Torturous future ahead?'Drake furrowed his brows as he organized his thoughts.First of all, although he had no idea how the system had transmigrated together with him, he had to treat this world as a new reality, meaning that if he died, he could not bank on being able to respawn like in the game, he will be dead for good.Secondly, he could still access the system's interface despite being classified as an NPC. This suggested that he could still level up like a player, which was good news.Thirdly, if the countdown timer confirmed his suspicions that he had indeed traveled back in time to before the game's launch, did it mean that 'real players' will soon appear?Lastly, and most important of all, the 'torturous future ahead' meant only one thing; he was currently in grave danger!Drake felt indignant. Didn't people who transmigrated no
Hila made a call through an encrypted line.“Boss, the situation has stabilized.”“Is the brainwashing complete?” the man's voice was hoarse.“I oversaw the procedure. There was no issue. What arrangements do you have for Zero?” Hila asked.“The Valkyrie experiment's aim is to train soldiers, so train him.” the man replied a bit irritated.“How is my sister doing?”“Don't forget the deal.” the man warned.“I gave you permission to visit her once every two months. Don't cross the line.”Hila clenched her fists when she heard this. Then there was a click and she knew the call had been disconnected by the man.*The interior of the underground Valkyrie lab was almost entirely white. Guards constantly patrolled the grounds. After a night's rest, Drake was brought to an isolated training field where Hila awaited.While he was not too sure of what arrangements the organization had for him, he was certain that they would value his 'learning ability', meaning he would definitely get the chanc
Gregory College. A college that opened it's arms, welcoming to those of High-class, Mid-class and lower-class. This was a college that Elian Gray chose, and God willing, he scored the highest mark in the exams and got awarded a scholarship to study here. Even though he's been orphaned at a young age, Elian always had this dream that things will turn out better, and that's why he never gave up on life.Elian Gray walked across the college grounds, lost in thought. He had been struggling to make ends meet, working multiple jobs to support himself and his girlfriend, Aurora 'Rory' Blackwood. He had hoped that today would be a better day, but as he saw Rory waiting for him by the fountain, he sensed something was off."Elian, we need to talk," Rory said, her voice cold and detached."Hey, what's going on?" Elian asked, feeling a knot in his stomach."I've been thinking, and I've realized that I deserve better than someone who can barely take care of himself, let alone me," Rory said, her