Everything finished and Magnus is just chilling in the infirmary, teasing Phineas about being a stupid boy, even though he praised him earlier."I knew it." Phineas says."Knew what?" Magnus asked."That you are going to do something Magnus Griffin would." "Ha! How?" Magnus chuckled as he ate the apple he is holding. "Well, you're not famously known as Magnus the Mischief for nothing." Phineas laughed and Magnus then laughed. The two of them are the original best friends. Phineas was a friend of Magnus even before Charlotte. It's because Charlotte was sent to another kingdom back then to study. And Charlotte and Magnus have only known each other for only a year now. And it should be safe to say that Magnus is the one who influenced Phineas to be mischievous. As the two were laughing their asses off, the infirmary's door bursts open, and the raging daughter of a duked approached the both of them."Oh, Charlotte. Congratulations on your—"A slap to the face is the thing that greeted
Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into a month. It's been a month since arriving in this world, and in that span of time, I have learned a lot of things, especially almost everything about combat. Phil taught me all sorts of things. In the time I have spent here in this camp, I have grown attached to the people around me. They became my friends. But things must come to an end, for now. Right now, I am packing up my things and is now ready to leave this city to explore other parts of this world. A week ago, I reached level 6, and that is the go signal for me to go and explore the world."Check your stats before going to your journey, Finlay." Phil reminded me."Oh, yeah! Got it!" I replied, "Player profile!" I commanded as a holographic monitor of my profile appeared in front of me.[PLAYER PROFILE]NAME: FINLAY RAMIREZLVL. 6HP: 75/75MP: 150/150TITLE: NONEAFFLIATION: SHADOW EMPERORJOB: WARRIOR/HEROGOLD: 25,000STRENGHT: 10^AGILITY: 12^SPEED: 20^DURABILITY: 15^POINTS R
After the decimation of the demons all over the city, except for the mutants, Kendrick and Johnny just stood there in disbelief. Kendrick and Tsukuyomi were still shaking for some reason, “There is no time to doze off! I’ll handle the mutants, Johnny, please go to Erika!” Kendrick ordered as he then ran towards the charging mutants. Johnny doesn’t want to get ordered by an 18-year-old kid, but since Kendrick has a point and the one who will help him get back to his village, he will let everything slide for now as he then went to run to Erika who is now collapsed on the store’s floor. “Hey! You, okay?!” Johnny rushed towards her and just laid her nicely so she can relax. “Y-Yeah. Just a bit *cough* exhausted. I have never released that much energy before, so, yeah, I am just fine.” Erika replied as she breathes heavily and then coughs. After a few minutes, Kendrick arrived with green goo dripping down his holy sword. He entered the store and immediately told them to get ready to g
Not remembering what happened, Alexander is now standing in a dimly lit hall. He can see statues of different gods and goddesses and mainly of those are the Olympians. Alexander looked around the hall and remembered what had happened. He collapsed after the battle with the cyclops, it is because of pure exhaustion and the severe injuries he suffered from the fight. But he hopes that the cyclops head really came off because if it didn’t, then it would definitely rampage through their town and devour the citizens for sure. Thinking he is now dead and in a hall which the dead waits for it to be brought to the underworld. And this when Alexander regrets to die. Thoughts of how would his mother and grandmother survive without him working for them, who would take care of them, and all sorts of things that his grandmother and mother can’t do that he can. His chest ached and tears started to flow down his eyes. With him not being able to come back alive anymore made him sat on the floor hard
Sylvester swung his sword forward, as it was no use anyway, so he considered it as a why-not-do-it situation. Tray’s defense was hard, it was if Sylvester was facing a fortress. Even if he did find an opening, it was useless, as Tray’s battle senses are just superior. He truly is from a noble family. The strength, speed and tactics of a noble can bee seen in his fighting style. And then, the mark of Damnatio just enhanced and tripled his abilities, which means, he should be at least red beret level. And that is not good, as Sylvester is barely a green beret one. However, he has a grudge to settle with Tray. This shithead left him and Kendrick in their deathbeds in that hole and saved himself just to destroy the city. Sylvester could not forgive him, “I didn’t expect you to survive though. How did you do it?” Tray asked and smiled as they were dueling. “Out of your damn business!” Sylvester swung his sword sidewards, and Tray just jumped over the sword and smiled. He was having fun;
Kendrick is now awake, and he is now preparing for another night in this vast and dangerous place. As he rose to his feet, the presence of vicious demons around them was the first thing he felt. It was an unpleasant feeling as he just woke up after a long fight last night, and now, it seems that nothing is over yet and nothing is sure as long as they stay in this place. “You guys, what have you—oh my! What the fuck happened?!” Kendrick snapped. He then looked around, as he made another mistake. Erika, Johnny, and Janella are now gone, and he doesn’t know where they went. He then tried to grab on the string that he attached to each and every one of them, but it was no use, the string has been severed, and he is the only attached to it. “Fuck!” Kendrick cursed as he thrashed around the camp in frustration. He blamed himself for what is happening, as if he didn’t sleep, the three might still be here. Kendrick felt lost and confused and frustrated. He sat on the ground just sighing ha
“What do you mean the son of Capone? Our source—”“Your source would not know, of course. Bonney is young, she will not know all the secrets. Do you think that a man like Capone would only do heinous crimes against other people? No. Because making me a lab-rat when I was still 4 is something he calls fun.” The hybrid says.“So, if that’s the case. Why’d you still want to stick around your father after all the things he has done and keeps doing to you?” Thomas asked.“He’s my father—”“He may be your father, but he does not see you as his son.”“I can’t leave him. He is my father, which is why I must stay loyal!”“Being his son does not justify the fact that he made you into a monster!” Thomas argued.He feels sympathy for some reason. The one in front of him is a monster who has killed more than a hundred men at least, and yet, he feels pity. Because the person in front of him is blinded by fear and trauma, which makes him more of a monster because of it. His wrongful loyalty to a per
The atmosphere changed as their conversation was continued inside their home. Alexander stood at the left of his mother and listened to the man who introduced himself as Ray. Ray talked about a lot of things that Alexander couldn’t understand, it is unbelievable and it’s impossible.“Alexander, sir, you must understand that you are no ordinary person. The strength and the power you’ve used during that can only mean one thing.” Says Ray.But Alexander doesn’t believe in what this guy is saying. It is just purely impossible for it to even happen. He tried to find answer from his mother, but she too was in distress and is obviously nervous for some reason. Even his grandmother is there sitting on a chair and speechless.“Okay, I’ll believe you. But where is he?” snapped Alexander.He never felt this way before, his insides are boiling because of his anger, and it was like he was about to burst. Jane looked up at her son and saw him determined to have an answer to that question, she tried