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
The moon was bright tonight. Catherine hummed as she stared up at the white orb in the sky. When she was human, she used to stare at it, listening to her father's stories about God. She used to believe it hung in the sky because of God's grace.After she was transformed into a monster that would forever be barred from God's heaven, she cursed the moon. It no longer appeared as a sign of God's endless mercy, but as something to mock her by. The most abhorrent, evil sinner could find redemption and forgiveness in heven, but Catherine d'Arc would be sentenced to an eternity of damnation because of what that devil did to her.. No amount of living a good, honest life would save her now.God declared that she was a monster. A demon summoned from the deepest pits of hell. So be it. If she was cursed to never set foot in heaven, she would become the monster that God wanted her to be. She had cut a bloody path through history, feeding and killing whoever she wanted.That was her father speakin
Chapter VII Part One"What? Did you get a real meal? Real food?" Rolo complained, jabbing his fork in my direction. "How is that fair? I'm eating mystery meat out of a can."I sighed. Why did I tell anyone about the general's invitation? Because they'd find out sooner or later, with the balding old man inviting me to eat with him every day. I still hadn't figured out a way to decline without offending him."Fair?" Alphonse said back. "You're supposed to be a knight. War is never fair.""You know what I mean.""I'm afraid I do not."Alphonse and Rolo had a history that I had been unaware of. Port Royale was the colonial capital of Acadia. House Chevalier and House Morel both lived there. Of course, they would know each other."Alright, that's enough," Bian interrupted. Both of them stopped. She pulled a chunk of meat out of her tin and shook her head. "It might not be fair, but that's the nature of Calixte's status. He can't help being born a prince anymore than any of us can help bein
Morgan Valery hated that bitch and it wasn't because her boyfriend sat next to her in their French class. Okay, it might have something to do with that, but it wasn't the only reason. Morgan had told her to apply for the cheer squad and Erin had ignored her. That was enough for her to make her life miserable and shun her, but she was a friend with Nick.Nick was almost as popular as her. As long as she was his friend, Morgan couldn't ruin her reputation. At least the girl was sensible enough to keep her head down, but with Nick protecting her, how much longer could that last? There was nothing to be done about it and that's what pissed her off the most."Morgan," her commander's voice exploded in her ear. "Target is heading towards you."She had two tests tomorrow and a physical in P.E. and yet here she was. Out in the fucking forest at 3 am, hunting down strix. Bramwell had become a hotbed for the infestation and it seemed like every night she was being called to exterminate them.Mo
Morgan had to wait until morning to be picked up. After the strix got away from her, the resources were diverted to capture him.Add that to the other hunting operations and she chose to make her status as a non-priority. Given what happened, she should have just requested pick-up.After getting back to base, she showered, washing all the grime and dirt off. She was ready to get home and get to bed since she didn't have school, but not."I'm sorry," her commander said. "We're assigning you another mission."Morgan had to suppress the urge to murder. "Why?""At the docks, lycans clashed with a strix and we have information to suggest they'll be clashing again in the city."
The Inspector As he was brought into the room, Inspector Calares watched him closely. The young man sat down with that calm demeanor of someone sure they weren't going to be executed. It wasn't an act and that surprised him more than anything else. If he was in that young man's position, he wouldn't have been able to remain so calm. If this interview went poorly, if the higher-ups decided he was guilty, Sanctus wouldn't just kill him. He'd be subjected to tortore as a tratior to Swordp, a fate arguably as bad as hell. Of course, they would never send his soul to hell. His superior went to great lengths to ensure their people had a frame of reference to what happened to traitors. This man would be made an example of and Inspector Calares sure as he didn't want to be the one to send him there, but he had a job to do. If he failed, they'd turn their sight on him. The young man didn't say anything. He just grinned. Inspector Calares didn't meet his eyes at first. He picked up his note