Since I won't be home until tomorrow, enjoy this previewUntil we left the forest and the encampment, Euphy was quiet. Maybe she was in shock. Maybe the bandits did something to her, but she was quiet. She only stared at me the whole time. Once we got her in the wagon and on the road, that started to change.The further and further away we got, the more alive she became. It turned out that Euphy wasn't a quiet and withdrawn girl; she was a tsundere. A real-life tsundere. I thought tsundere were confined to the pages of mana or anime. I never expected to come across a real tsundere.My first clue was when she hit me. I made a joke about her red hair looking like ketchup (it didn't) and she socked me good. It was a stupid joke, but it didn't deserve a punch. My father laughed it off and that prompted Euphy to laugh.She seemed excited about everything. Apparently, Euphy had been a pampered noble girl, because she had never left her father's dukedom before. She hadn't left the estate she
She was very good at her job. In another life, she could have used her considerable talents to become an assassin, but that world was far too grim for her.The world she lived in now was dark enough and the money she made didn't make her life worth living. The money was good, it allowed The Watcher to move her family out of the lowest district, but the toll it took on her mind was... A harsh one.Still, this was her only skill and if she could use it for the benefit of her family, she would. Even if it hurt her soul.It was her mistress that made it worthwhile. The money alone didn't keep her sane. The woman she served was her anchor to the world. And The Watcher would do anything to remain in her service, even if her mistress commanded that she fall on her own sword.The Watcher took a deep breath and knocked. "Mistress Victoria?"There was a pause. "Yes?""I have news. About Calixte."***If you'd like to keep up with my random thoughts or writings, it would be twitter. I'll try to
It had a real name, but the members of the pack called it the Old Den. At one point in time, the members of her pack called it home, but these days it was merely a storage facility.While the Neptune City Council used it as such a place, the Old Den was an important area to the pack. It was here when the first lycans arrived. It was here that those first few founded the Neptune Pack and it was that root where they came from.And the flithly leeches had the nerve ti make this sacred ground their own? It was as close to holy that the Neptune Pack could get to if it became widespread knowledge, it would be bloodshed. The pack would never stamp for it.Even Ro, the bitch that she was, growled when she caught the scent in the Old Den. Sometimes it seemed that Ro had no interest in the pack or the life of the lycan, but she bared her teeth with the rest of them.This was unforgivable. This was war."Blood sucking parasites," Ro spit, glaring down at the compound.Aaron was reasonable when h
Before he knew it, he was trapped. Which shouldn't have been possible. Not that he was any great warrior, but no one should know his truth. He had kept his dark ambitions a secret from the people of his village for years. He would summon a demon into the physical world and harness its power.Then he would truly become unstoppable.No one was any the wiser about his truth. Or so he had thought. He lived in a small, backwater village in the Rhean Chiefdoms, in an area controlled by the timberwolf tribe. He was as backwater as backwater could get.Yet somehow the cult wanted in every part of the world found him. It wasn't at random, either.The cult leader smiled, his teeth rotting in his mouth. "You see, you have a talent that we need. Anyone who can summon a demon into the physical world is far too talented to waste out here... And the other such candidates are too well protected. You will suit our purposes just fine, summoner. Chain him. The way home is long."
(With any luck, this will be my last preview for awhile haha)Chapter XXX: Chance encounterWhisper nodded. "It should take a few days to get the old maps imported. Let's say... Next Wednesday?"If that was the quickest he could do it, then we'd have to wait. It worked out well for us in the long run. Wednesday was a half day and after school, we could head straight over to Joyful Flourish. That was the plan, and after we confirmed it with our families, we agreed to eight solid, uninterrupted hours of play. That was the most we could work out and my friends had to lie and say it was a study group. At times I was glad my mom was out of the country.We could go in blindly, but we weren't here to map out the dungeon. We were there to slay the dungeon boss before anyone else. So we had to open the dungeon wasn't opened up before we had the old map data and we were ready to enter. That was out of our hands. It was completely up to the developers at this point.Before we could start the dun
Interlude: Set's ChampionHe was always there, watching her. No matter where SHE went, that cursed figure haunted her darkness. Even when SHE was in asleep, even when SHE was in Dynasty, he was there. Watching her.He called her his investment and SHE had come to accept that title. Was it any worse than her previous circumstances? SHE was a collared dog, but if her wish could be granted, she would gladly wear his chains."One might think you were unhappy with me," the phantom of her master spoke.SHE ignored him for a moment, aiming her pistol at the monster behind it. "Fire Shot!"The bullet erupted with blue fire, bringing the monster's health down to zero. It shattered and the reward screen appeared, informing her of another level up. SHE dismissed without another thought."Why are you angry at me?" the phantom asked. Even in this virtual world, he couldn't leave her be. "Have I not given you everything that I promised? Once we win, I will even grant your wish.""You say that like
Louise IEmpress Louise was not a patient person by nature. The only person she had even been patient with was Francois, and that was not by choice. He was the only one with a higher station than her in the whole empire, so she couldn't command him to do anything.Everyone but Francois's children and that other bitch he took to bed was fair game though. Which was why the artist being late was unacceptable. Her time was more valuable than his, frankly, and the longer she was made to wait, the more irritable she became.As a Prussian artist in Aquroya, he should be down worshiping at her feet for the patronage she's shown him. The Great War was still fresh in the people's minds and the Aquitese hadn't forgiven Prussia for what they did. If it wasn't for her, he would have to go back to Vienna.Of course, being a Prussian in Vienna was hardly better than being a Prussian in Aquitaine. Prussia had led Vienna to defeat in the Great War, and the Austro-Hungarian-Reimanian empire had barely
Two cars. A luxury car and a sports car. These people lived in a giant house that could only be called a manor. I lived in a low-income apartment building. They were two cars that cost more than I've ever made working at Pizza Kingdom. I drove a short car from the 1980s that smelled like shit. I had one hundred and fifty dollars in my bank right now. Maybe two hundred. These people had peacocks in their yard, watching me like I was a bit of filth on the ground.I hated them. Whoever these assholes were, I hated them. It wasn't fair, I knew that, but goddamn it, I couldn't help myself.I marched up to their driveway and slammed my thumb into the doorbell. The door opened right away, like the person on the other side was sitting there waiting for me.He looked like he was in his twenties. This bastard was younger than me. He smiled when he saw me. "You're Jehan?"What? "Excuse me?""It's nothing. Well, okay, it's just... I didn't expect you to look like this. You could have chosen anoth