Would you please marry him?
That was a strange question, and also one that wasn’t any less when you took the context into account. For a moment, Tanya was dazed.
After a few seconds, she got out of her daze and replied:
-Nope.
She was taken by surprise, but she still was quite used to his eccentricities. She didn't know however if it was a good or a bad thing.
-Oh, come on, there's no better moment for a marriage between two people with hidden faces and names than now! What better place is there than in a mecha in the middle of a deadly dungeon! Immortals, you say?
Anyway, I didn't rewrite as much so it was way faster than the previous one. However I still had to rewrite some major portions, as back when I wrote it, I forgot Blue was her childhood friend and wrote it as if they didn't know each other, which led to confusing sentences.
Keywords: Fang/banana/moon/cobra/fortunate/nom/nomming/nommer/noms/nommed Immortals… Beings that decided the life and death of lower species… They did look like humans but, according to common belief, they were not on the same level. If they didn't have anything special about them beyond birth, at least, children in centers were taught to worship them as gods. And well, in their eyes, they WERE gods. If you asked Tanya what she thought of them, she would mechanically reply: "They had the benevolence to authorize us to live, and we must repay them with absolute obedience". Whether she actually still believed it was another matter. If you're told something enough, it becomes your truth.
Keywords: Nothing/none/blank/emptiness/gone/empty/disappear Squatting Eagle was happily playing when she asked a question he wasn't ready for: -What kind of backing do you have? This question was sharp, but he managed to not be overwhelmed by his emotions, and quite quickly, he reached the same conclusion as usual: it would be better for them if they didn't even know I existed. He kept his usual dumb face, and said a half-truth, just omitting the details: -Up there. After that, Tanya seemed to be lost in thoughts. It was something that Squatting Eagle didn't want her to do so he immediately acted as usual: One shot n°2: The toy In a dark castle, a woman was sitting on a black throne. Her black hairs were long enough to touch it. She was around forty years old, though she looked younger, and was dressed in black. On her legs was a boy. Her hand was slowly moving, caressing his hairs. The boy had a huge broadsword, still dripping with blood, in his right hand. The woman said: -Boring… This toy is boring. After a while, she added: -Kill yourself. Without a word or any sign of hesitation, the boy Give me a word I'll make a world Volume 5 - One shot
Keywords: Advanced/deadly/laser beam of subatomic chickens/water bottle/apocalypse/lounging (part 1) Emily's breath was echoing in the corridor. She was one of the scientists of this special station. It was secretly built by the galaxy's government to study other galaxies' technologies and develop new weapons to use to gain an advantage against them. The Milky Way's Union technological disadvantage was well known by humans. This is why its existence was made secret. She turned at a corner and stopped to take her breath. It was made secret, but yet… The Darkness found out about it. If they were able to access such confidential data, mankind was certain
Keywords: Advanced/deadly/laser beam of subatomic chickens/water bottle/apocalypse/lounging (part 2) In his study, a man was wishing he had the opportunity to lounge for a bit. But responsibilities didn’t wait for you. General Gwak was doing paperwork. In this age, the use of papers for such a thing would be thought to be backward, but the ancient way of saying things stayed. After a few hours, his eyes left his work and he put his head between his hands. He had a huge headache. Code Zero was only to be deployed in case of extreme urgency. Only if all other officers were already sent, and no fallback plan could be issued. It wasn't because this man co
Keywords: Kaboom/a small pickle/the sound you make when your poo cannon gets jammed/T-rex/spongebob/intergalactic greetings/drifting/the thing you do when you decide to end it and hope your next one is better/sleep (part 1) He was so dangerous no one wanted to be close to him. Code Zero couldn't be handled by the military anymore. Everywhere he went, resignation letters followed, and their command structure kept collapsing. That's why they sent him to see a psychologist. Maybe he could be saved. Maybe he could, but… She sighed, and asked to code zero: -So, you know why you're here? -Yes, they said to me I came to play with you!
Keywords: Kaboom/a small pickle/the sound you make when your poo cannon gets jammed/T-rex/spongebob/intergalactic greetings/drifting/the thing you do when you decide to end it and hope your next one is better/sleep (part 2) Code Zero was playing a game when the general entered the room. The general sighed and sat. There was only one game in his office. -You're doing the IQ game, right? -Intergalactic greetings, general! It was supposed to be nothing much than a basic exercise to test the IQ. He bought it to get the distracted Code Zero to do it. Sadly, the inconsistent results proved that like most things of that type, it was a scam. Currently, Code Z
Keywords: Graduation/a gigantic eraser/slow down, I’m supposed to be in hiatus/the midnight channel (1) A/N: The person in this story is imaginary and has nothing to do with me. The way they think of things is different from mine. […] 31st December I've never been a great author. To tell the truth, I just did it in my free time. At first, it was just some tries on a file. After a few chapters, I just found the first unsightly and often gave up. Giving up can resume my life. I did music for a few years, then gave up.