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His Metamorphosis In the year 2023
Sept 22 2023 The winter arrived in the soviet nation. The cold winds seeped into the bunkers inside which military projects were being run to get an edge over the United States. "This is Zlatan speaking", a squadron that was patrolling the bunkers doorgate, called out to his squad commander for further orders and to notify him of the current weather conditions. "I repeat this is Zlatan speaking I need a switch in with another soldier" (Radio noises creak in) "Ranker, we will be switching roles", the squad commander ordered. "Ranker, respond!", the radio noises intensified but Zlatan was no longer able to respond. "Ranker, what is the situation?" A masked man stabbed Zlatan to death as he stared blankly at the radio noises that filled the air around him. "This is Zlatan speaking, the situation is under control" "A fox interrupted the conversation", the masked man stated while he kicked the corpse of Zlatan down the hill. "We will be opening the gates for your ent
His Metamorphosis Impulsive nature
Vroom* Vroom* "So, you are wondering how I ended up in this situation", Zene stated. (To understand this we need to go back by three years all the way back to the day when I found my old home), Zene narrated. "Zene, I don't get it. It's almost hopeless to find him in this vast country", Aren grumbled tired after she was exhausted from roaming from place to place in search of a man named Vlamidir Trotsky. "What do you suggest we do now, Zene?", Aren inquired. "I must find that man, Aren" "It is important that he answers some of my question related to my mother" "This puzzle defines me as a person, Aren", Zene groaned. "But for how long will we roam from one place to another while not knowing a single thing about this man except his name?", she inquired out of concern. Sigh* Zene sat outside a cafe table as he thought back to himself and began reasoning his actions. "Where are we exactly?", Zene inquired. "Moscow", she said. "Do you want to go to a university perhaps?", Zen
His Metamorphosis Sounds like a Plan
"What is going inside of your head, Zene?" "..." "Don't you think you are getting too touchy with these men?", he inquired. "And how does it concern you, exactly?", she grumbled. "It does concern me" "What if you go missing because one of them ended up being a serial killer?" "Zene, don't get on my nerves since we both are fragment users", Aren massaged her temples which started to ache because Zene was speaking utter nonsense. "It's not just that but what if they found out you are a fragment user?", Zene inquired curiously. "Zene look into a mirror those eyes of yours are glowing pink", Aren stated while it signified that Zene was losing control over his fragment on the most mundane of reasons that a fragment user shouldn't bother using their powers on. Zene composed himself as his eyes turned brown once again. "You talk about me losing power while you are the most restless and outright impulsive out of the both of us, Zene", Aren moved further away from his grasps as
His Metamorphosis The Strongest User
"Sounds like a plan!", Zene exclaimed. "So when and where do we begin?", Zene inquired while staring at the sky keenly awaiting for Agent G's answer. Sigh* Next day (We were inside of an old apartment complex sandwiched between two large buildings making it almost unnoticeable by a bystander), Zene narrated. The Agent rented a large room inside of this apartment. A white board was hinged onto the wall while pictures of several men were pinned onto the board. "Who is this woman beside me?", Zene inquired while pointing at a young lady in her 20s sitting beside him. "She is an asset of mine just as you are", Agent G responded. "And we do not share information of different assets to one another", he added. "I see, so she is going to work with us isn't she", Zene asked. "Yes", the lady stated in a Spanish accent. "Shall we get on with the plan first", Agent G remarked while trying to gain their attention. "Go ahead", Zene replied. "So, our objective is to find V
His Metamorphosis Runaway Militant
On one side Zene and his crew were all set to leave to Gubkin while on the other side Aren was searching for Zene who was nowhere to be seen in college. (Where the hell is he anyway?), she thought while looking for him around the hallroom. "Are you looking for something?", Mickey inquired while sitting on Zene's seat. "Yeah actually, Do you have any idea where Zene might be?", she inquired. "You didn't know?" "Didn't know what exactly?", Aren asked out of confusion. "Zene was suspended for breaking college property" "Ah shit", Aren got up and left the class while pulling out her cellphone. Ring* Ring* {The number you are calling is not answering. Please Call again later} "Damn it!" Ring* Ring* (Pickup! Pickup, damn it!) {The number you are calling is not answering. Please Call again later} Aren got fed up and went back to the Lecture Hall. "Did you find anything?", Mickey inquired. Aren glanced at the boy while trying to calm her frustration which was e
His Metamorphosis Shebekino Merger
Chatter noises intensify* Aren made her way through the crowd while her eyes gazed over the bulletinboard. Sigh* "Guess today's the day, huh", Aren looked anxious as she stared at the name of her mentor. She searched the hall in hopes of finding Zene but then she was quickly reminded of his recent suspension. "Hey!", Mickey appeared from behind and caught Aren by surprise. "Hi", she said while her faced looked dull. "You look gloomy", he said. "Do I?" "Yeah, but you look better with a smile on your face", he added. "Any reason behind you appearing behind my back?", Aren inquired in anticipation of ending the conversation. "Uh huh, you are heading off to your mentor's cabin aren't you?", Mickey inquired. "Yeah" "Great, my mentor is currently present at the same exact spot so why don't we go together?", he inquired. "Sure" Knock* Knock* "Looks like nobody is inside the cabin", Aren pointed out. "Doesn't matter we could just wait for them, can't we?", Mi
His Metamorphosis Quantum Entanglement
Moscow State University, Russia Professor Trotsky showed the mentees a circuit board with a EMF configuration. "How much time, do we have left Ivanov?" "Around 45 mins, Professor Trotsky" "So tell me students, why do you think I want to isolate an atom?" Their blank faces gave rise to a brief silence before he resumed. "Quantum entanglement" "We study these isolated atoms to observe this very entanglement", he added. "Tell me what is this, quantum entanglement?", Trotsky inquired. "...", Aren stared silently with a clueless expression. "Ivanov", Professor Trotsky pointed his finger. "Superposition of electrons is a prime example to this phenomenon, where two distinct far objects interact with one another which is otherwise physically impossible to interact with", Ivanov stated. "Does this ring any bell to you, students?" "So, unless an electron is observed we will not be able to calculate it's state", Aren replied. "And why do we need to know about this? Ar
His Metamorphosis Hybrid-Mission
(Zene) Huff Puff While the jets flew past his head, Zene was having the same nightmare every single day. The same nightmare that told him a tale of a destined future. But, Zene was not the one to mingle with stupendous stuff such as fate and destiny. He woke up to a call from Agent G. And now here he was, in front of numerous mercenaries that went beyond the counting of fingers. His fist glew pink and his eyes set dead on his target. Swoosh* Zene lept forward as he closed down on the distance between him and the mercenaries that were unaware of his presence. Bam* Zene slammed one of the soldiers down to the ground as the remaining pointed their rifles at him startled by his emergence from thin air. "We have an intruder! Open fire!!!", Yelled one of the mercenaries before he began open firing at Zene. Bam* Bam* Bam* Zene dodged the bullets fired at him as he grabbed the neck of the mercenary and snapped his neck with little resistance. "Fire!!!" Argh* Zene dashed from