Jabri strode out of the Sitting Room and tugged at his tie. "Send down my order. The Swift Troop should be ready to set out in thirty minutes." Throwing these words over his shoulder, he climbed the stairs to the second floor and entered his office. "Jabri dear, do you have to go?" Janelle squeezed in before he shut the door. "You heard him. Ella would've helped if she learned her cousin was missing." Releasing the doorframe, Jabri walked across the room and slumped into the couch. He massaged his temples with a tired expression. It was getting harder to control himself. His emotions were a constant influence on his frequent outbursts. Right now, it was only his aura. Jabri feared the coming of the day the seal shattered, and the long-suppressed force erupted. "Ella, is it?" Janella's faint voice sounded from the side. Before he could react, she stretched out her leg and sat on his lap, straddling him in a compromising manner. Jabri froze. The enticing scent of a woman's perfu
Meanwhile, on Sapphire Island, a slender figure was engaged in a battle with a horde of zombies. Slick and swift, the figure flashed back and front in front of a gated mansion, leaving only shadows in its wake. Enraged shrieks and angry snarls resounded in the air. The horde of zombies lunged forth with razor claws and bloody fangs, hungry for the blood and flesh of the human who was seemingly toying with them. The air blasted and the ground shook under their charge. But before any could lay a claw on the figure, their movements stagnated, then their heads exploded like rotten watermelons. "One more!" Ella twirled the twin blades of crimson-gold and threw them at the remaining headless zombies. Like a knife through butter, the zombies' bodies were cleanly bisected in the middle. The two halves fell apart, and a heap of glowing beads rose from amidst the macabre. She waved her hand, and the heap disappeared into thin air. "With this stack, I should be able to enter the 4th level.
After taking a quick shower and changing into a new set of clothes, Ella sat in the dining room and began to sort out her next plan of actions. The tender chicken meat was warm and rich. After adding a slice of ginger and ginseng, it was even more nutritious. The white rice was filling, and the stir-fried vegetables salty and crunchy. As she placed a slice of melon in her mouth, Ella wondered if she could stay inside forever. Unlike the outside world, which was belching in smoke and blood, the air in the spatial space was clean and fresh, and she had everything she needed to live a peaceful life. She wouldn't have to confront zombies, fight with mutant plants and animals, or stay on guard 24/7 against the schemes and assaults of superhumans and supernaturals. Even though she wouldn't live like a Queen with thousands of servants and bodyguards, she would at least be safe from the nightmare outside. "You can't stay inside forever. The Spatial Space consumes more Energy Orbs to sust
"Hm...fancy couch, but not fancy enough for me." With a wave, the ancient looking couch in the living room vanished, and a plush blue velvety couch took its place. "There's no TV? Though I didn't manage to snag a generator, I'm confident I'll find a way to get one running." Whoosh! "This rug is also ugly." Whoosh! "The mattress is too small..." Whoosh! From the first floor, to the second, to the last...Ella went through the Stone Mansion and checked every nook and crook. The place, though smaller than the Vaahid Mansion, was everything a mansion should be. Large and spacious, with crystal chandeliers and sprawling staircase. Now that she wanted to make it into her stronghold and future palace, she wasn't stingy in using the furniture in her space to change up the place. As they say, a home was only a home when one decorates it themselves. After scouring the entire mansion and replacing everything that needed to be replaced, Ella decided to check the kitchen. She needed to st
They were f**king real! Ella's already hazy mind seemed to inflate, and grow as her temples throbbed at this discovery. 'Why am I surprised? If vampires and werewolves can exist, then why can't mermaids?' At this thought, her pounding heart immediately settled. "Why is a human here? Are you trying to take shelter in our waters after your land went up in flames?" The beautiful mermaid swam around her in curiosity, her crystal blue orbs shinning like two-beams of sapphire light under the blue-green waves. "Well, speak!" She commanded. Ella raised a brow. She wasn't a fish. How was she supposed to speak underwater? Pointing helplessly at her mouth, she tried to sign her difficulty to the other woman. She must've gotten her meaning across as the mermaid's eyes lit up in realization. "Oh! I almost forgot you two legs can't breathe underwater." The dark blue scales on her forked tail rippled with the water. Ella's eyes couldn't move away from shimmery beauty. She felt an urge to t
"I wonder how Irene and the rest of the group are doing?" Ella wondered out loud, and felt gleeful at the thought. Since the start of the apocalypse, she'd been taking care of the three. While the rest of the world was in turmoil and people entered a killing frenzy for food and supplies, she kept them fed with the food cans in her backpack, sparing them from such an ordeal. But now that they had been separated for a few days, the three would get a taste of true hunger. "It's good for them to suffer a little. Only then, would they appreciate what I give them." Humming under her breath, Ella entered the mansion to begin the next step of her plan. Meanwhile, a few miles from the Stone Mansion, a group of five were trudging through a swam. Their faces and clothes were coated in mud and vines wrapped around their wrists. Battered and on the brink of collapse, they crawled out of the sinking hole with haggard expressions. "The he**! Wasn't this island supposed to be a paradise?" Celio
Celio's eyes brightened at the mention of food. "Marcus, let's take them along. We won't be responsible for their lives." He whispered. "Don't lose your mind over food. Even if we don't take responsibility for their lives, they'll still drag us down with their numbers." Not to mention, the noise they make would attract unwanted trouble. Celio's rapidly beating heart slowed when he heard Marcus's words. Then he cursed under his breath and turned his head away in embarrassment. As a reborn individual, he couldn't even control his own emotions. Then how would he get his revenge? Marcus's expression was cold as stone, causing the group of regular humans to shudder and step back. They approached the group with the intention to secure a safe journey through the woods for themselves. And though they had food, they didn't dare to bring it with them in fear of getting robbed. As such, when they met the cold eyes of the group of five, they wondered if they would be murdered for food and felt
"Roar!" Right at this moment, a ferocious growl split through the air. Irene and Celio leaped to their feet and stood back to back, while Marcus and Brad got into a fighting stance. Charlie merely narrowed his eyes and didn't move. Sparks of lighting danced across his fingers, shrouding his features in a ghostly light. "What...what was that? A zombie or...mutated creature?" Jax stammered. "We'll know soon enough, won't we?" Brad nonchalantly smirked. Though he didn't awaken a superpower, his aura wasn't any weaker than his four friends. Jax wondered how the man managed to stay calm and confident in such circumstances, when he was just as powerless as him. The roars grew stronger, and as it drew near, the ground began to shake. Irene created a protective shield around her friends, while Celio focused on stabilizing everyone's balance. By now, the humans were frozen stiff and as pale as a corpse with fright. "Is it...Naomi Miller?" One whispered. "I don't think so. If it was, sh