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The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain I Feel Lonely
Zoro exchanged glances between his girlfriend and Andrew, noticing the intensity in Andrew’s eyes. It was clear that Andrew wasn’t joking.Zoro had never been in a situation like this before, and the atmosphere alone told him that Andrew was someone to be feared."Do you even know who I am right now?" Andrew asked, his voice cold and commanding as he noticed Zoro’s hesitation."You should know," Andrew continued, leaning forward, "I’m not just Andrew—I’m also the underground boss of the Crimson Gang. You’d better think twice before messing with me."As if to punctuate his words, Andrew stood up and stomped hard on Zoro’s foot, causing him to wince in pain."I knew it," Andrew said, smirking as he observed Zoro’s face. "You’re useless to me. But now I also know the truth."Andrew had a talent for reading people, and Zoro’s reaction confirmed his suspicions. Without hesitation, Andrew twisted Zoro’s wrist sharply, causing a loud crack."Aahhh!" Zoro screamed, his face contorted in agony
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Auction Day
Andrew was dressed in a expensive suit as he stood with Hannah by his side. Hannah looked as stunning as ever, her slender figure accentuated by in a dark blue gown. The two exchanged a warm glance, their lively expressions reflecting the pleasant memories of the splendid evening they had shared the night before.Andrew stood near the side of the podium, positioned in the background where presenters typically made their entrances.From his vantage point, he could see the venue was filled to capacity. To his astonishment, every attendee was of considerable influence—representatives of powerful business empires. The gathering had created quite an uproar in town, drawing significant attention.Paparazzi and journalists had swarmed the location earlier, but Andrew had taken precautions to ensure the exclusivity of the event.He had included specific instructions in the invitations requiring all attendees to wear masks. This measure was implemented not only to preserve anonymity but also
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Andrew Murders Evans
The crowd stared at Andrew with mocking expressions.“Is this kid serious? He’s claiming ownership of an entire mineral source. Is that even possible?” a man at the back scoffed, visibly irritated by Andrew’s bold statement.But Andrew wasn’t lying. He had decoded the map of the Stellarite deposits, giving him a significant edge over every other miner. Purchasing the map for nearly $1 billion had been a calculated risk, and it was already paying off.For Andrew, it was an investment that promised astronomical returns. The exclusive tickets to attend the auction alone had already generated half the amount he spent on the map. The potential profits from licensing the Stellarite usage manuals were expected to surpass his initial expenditure by more than a hundredfold.Unlike others who poured money into creating the devices themselves, Andrew’s strategy was simple: earn from licensing fees. A mere 10% royalty on the devices’ output was enough to secure his position at the top.Many of th
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain In Prison
Andrew had been framed; he never thought he would encounter such a situation. For someone who was always calculative, this took him completely by surprise. He hadn’t seen this coming. What was he going to tell the police? The fact that they had already been called suggested that someone was behind this. He had thought his uncle was his only rival, which left him on the unknown side. He didn’t know who he could suspect. Andrew sat in the interrogation room while a police officer stood opposite him, his hands were cuffed to the metal table. Across from him stood an officer, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall, silently sizing up Andrew. “Tell us the truth,” the officer barked, “You killed your uncle, didn’t you?” Andrew leaned back in his chair. His piercing gaze met the officer’s, as he replied in a low tone, “I didn’t kill him.” The officer slammed his hands down on the table, causing the cuffs to rattle. “Don’t lie to me!” he shouted, his face which was mere inche
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Working From Prison
The following day, the clanking sound of keys echoed through the corridor as a guard approached Andrew's cell. He unlocked the door and motioned for him to follow. “You have a visitor,” the guard said gruffly. Andrew stood up, his expression calm but curious. As he was escorted to the visitation room, he couldn’t help but wonder who it might be. As soon as he entered, he saw Hannah as she stood behind the thick glass, her eyes red and swollen from crying. She held the phone to her ear, her hands trembling slightly as she waited for him to pick up his end. Andrew sat down, lifting the receiver. His gaze softened as he saw the pain etched on her face. “Hannah…” he began, his voice low but steady. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she struggled to form words. “Andrew, I’m so sorry… I can’t believe this is happening to you. I promise you, I’ll do everything in my power to get you out of here.” Andrew’s jaw tightened, and he leaned closer to the glass. “Hannah, listen to me. I
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Recruiting Members
Andrew sat on the basketball court’s sidelines, in his orange prison uniform, a newspaper in hand.The distant sound of sneakers squeaking against the concrete and the bounce of the ball felt as the other inmates played a heated game.A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he skimmed the headlines. His companies were recovering, stabilizing after his recent maneuvering from behind bars. Even in prison, his influence remained unshaken, he was a silent king in the prison, and nothing happened without his approval indirectly.A bulky young man approached, stopping just beside Andrew before leaning down to whisper in his ear.“Boss, I got the info on everyone like you asked.”Andrew lowered the newspaper slightly, his sharp gaze shifting to the side. "Good... uh..." He hesitated for a moment, trying to recall the young man’s name.“Fredrick, sir,” the man answered quickly.Andrew gave a curt nod, flipping the newspaper closed. “Right. Go on.”Fredrick swiftly pulled out a foldergh,
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Attack On My Life
Andrew, Fredrick, and Taylor sat at a small station in the prison’s cyber café, a room filled with aging computers bolted to metal desks. Unlike the rest of the prison, where strict rules governed every move, the cyber café was a privilege for well-behaved inmates. It provided controlled access to basic services—emails, legal documents, and monitored job applications.But beneath the surface, everyone knew it could be exploited.Taylor adjusted his glasses, looking at the old computer monitor in front of him. “These computers are locked down. You can’t just browse the internet freely—they only allow access to approved sites, and every action is logged.”Fredrick frowned. “So they’re watching everything?”Taylor nodded. “Not exactly. A program monitors keystrokes, mouse movements, and open applications. If anything looks suspicious, it triggers an alarm.”Andrew smirked. “And let me guess—you know how to work around that?”Taylor chuckled. “Would you be asking me if I didn’t?"Taylor
The Hidden Legacy; I Will Rise Through Every Pain Time Bomb
Andrew gritted his teeth as the officers dragged him out of his cell and down the dimly lit corridor.The guards didn’t listen to his protests. They didn’t care.His wrists were cuffed tightly behind his back, and his body still ached from the fight with the masked intruder. But it didn’t matter—they had already made up their minds.A sharp blow landed on his ribs, forcing him to stumble forward.“I didn’t try to escape!” Andrew snapped, breathing heavily.The lead guard scoffed. “Yeah? Then explain why your cell was open in the middle of the night.”Andrew’s jaw clenched. He didn’t have an answer—not one they would believe, anyway.The guards dragged him into a small, windowless room—one of the prison’s disciplinary holding cells.One of them pushed him against the wall. A fist slammed into his stomach.Andrew coughed, his body felt the immense pain.“Tell us the truth,” another guard demanded. “Who helped you try to escape?”Andrew lifted his head, his sharp gaze locking onto the ma
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Escape From Death
Leon grunted under Andrew’s weight as he hoisted him higher over his shoulder. His body was limp but heavy, like hauling a furnace."Frederick, MOVE!" Leon barked, sprinting through the blasted terrain.The ground was littered with the dead— remains of Pale Division operatives burned to ash or torn apart.Smoke burned Leon’s throat with every breath. Frederick stumbled, dragging Hannah's limp body of the ground. Her hair dragged in the dirt, her clothes torn and soaked in .Taylor’s urgently spoke, "Seismic readings are spiking again! You have two minutes, tops! If you're not out of that blast radius, you’re dead!"Leon cursed under his breath.The jeeps were still a hundred meters away."Go!" Leon snarled, forcing his body to move faster, muscles screaming in protest.Frederick gritted his teeth and forced his battered legs into a sprint, Hannah slung over his back like a rag doll.Gunfire echoed behind them—as they ran."Shit! Some are still alive" Frederick hissed as he turned bac
Dark Puppets
But she didn’t stop. Not when the world was collapsing around her.Leon and Frederick fought like devils, but the more of their men where holding heavy with plasma guns, with the cry of sonic beams shattering rocks around.Two operatives with skin like molten silver flanked Frederick, striking with inhuman speed.Frederick blocked one blow but was caught by the second as he was punched in the stomach as he was sent sprawling into the dirt, coughing blood.Leon shot one in the head—only for his body to keep moving for two more steps before it finally collapsed.Frederick rolled under a stream of blue fire, flanking and snapping the arm of the fire wielder with a vicious elbow strike — only to be blasted back by psychic force.Taylor shouted from the comms: "EMP pulses offline! They're using hybrid tech—supernatural and engineered!"Another squad broke through, energy whips was being manipulated from their gauntlets.Hannah skidded to her knees beside Andrew, trying to lift him.Command
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Please accept my apologies for the two new chapters titled 'AshBlood.' That was a mistake due to a network glitch. I'm sorry.
AshBlood Call
Andrew’s hands curled into fists at his sides, nails biting into his palms. The hum of machinery in the medbay felt a thousand miles away, distant and irrelevant against the roaring in his ears.Taylor shifted awkwardly, clearly sensing the crack in Andrew’s usually unshakable composure. Dr. Yuen lowered his eyes back to the monitor, his jaw clenched tight.Andrew swallowed hard. His voice, when it came, was rough with strain.“What do we do?”Yuen hesitated. “I… I don’t know yet. This isn’t something I’ve ever seen. I can keep stabilizing her physically, but the genetic evolution is... accelerating.”Andrew turned sharply toward the small observation window where Hannah lay resting.Pale. Fragile. Unaware of the war raging inside her blood.The child inside her — their child — was feeding on the Ashblood awakening.Growing stronger. Faster.Too fast.If they didn’t find a way to control it…Andrew clenched his jaw. "No. I won't let that happen." *********At the dining table, Andrew
AshBlood Call
Andrew’s hands curled into fists at his sides, nails biting into his palms. The hum of machinery in the medbay felt a thousand miles away, distant and irrelevant against the roaring in his ears.Taylor shifted awkwardly, clearly sensing the crack in Andrew’s usually unshakable composure. Dr. Yuen lowered his eyes back to the monitor, his jaw clenched tight.Andrew swallowed hard. His voice, when it came, was rough with strain.“What do we do?”Yuen hesitated. “I… I don’t know yet. This isn’t something I’ve ever seen. I can keep stabilizing her physically, but the genetic evolution is... accelerating.”Andrew turned sharply toward the small observation window where Hannah lay resting.Pale. Fragile. Unaware of the war raging inside her blood.The child inside her — their child — was feeding on the Ashblood awakening.Growing stronger. Faster.Too fast.If they didn’t find a way to control it…Andrew clenched his jaw. "No. I won't let that happen." *********At the dining table, Andrew
AshBlood Call
Andrew’s hands curled into fists at his sides, nails biting into his palms. The hum of machinery in the medbay felt a thousand miles away, distant and irrelevant against the roaring in his ears.Taylor shifted awkwardly, clearly sensing the crack in Andrew’s usually unshakable composure. Dr. Yuen lowered his eyes back to the monitor, his jaw clenched tight.Andrew swallowed hard. His voice, when it came, was rough with strain.“What do we do?”Yuen hesitated. “I… I don’t know yet. This isn’t something I’ve ever seen. I can keep stabilizing her physically, but the genetic evolution is... accelerating.”Andrew turned sharply toward the small observation window where Hannah lay resting.Pale. Fragile. Unaware of the war raging inside her blood.The child inside her — their child — was feeding on the Ashblood awakening.Growing stronger. Faster.Too fast.If they didn’t find a way to control it…Andrew clenched his jaw. "No. I won't let that happen." *********At the dining table, Andrew
AshBlood
In Iceland, deep within the frozen North, the Vatnajökull glacier cracked apart like a shattered mirror. Great jagged faults split the ice, The sky above churned, thick clouds swirling in unnatural patterns, forming a spiral no meteorologist could explain.Thousands of miles away in India, monsoon rains poured from a clear blue sky, flooding villages not in July, but in early spring.And in Chile, at the base of the old volcanoes near Atacama, molten cracks spiderwebbed across parched ground. The mountains growled, as if waking from millennia of sleep.In each place, small groups gathered. Hidden sects. The descendants of those who had always known this day would come.They knelt on stone floors or in ice caves, chanting in languages the modern world had forgotten. Their words filled the air like smoke, thick with reverence and terror alike.One word repeated across continents, whispered by many mouths:"Ashblood..."The Return of the Ashblood had begun.Inside the the safe house in S
World Transformation
The television buzzed softly in the dimly lit room, as Hannah’s was resting on the med bed, thin blankets pulled around her, one hand absentmindedly resting on her stomach. Her other hand held the small remote loosely. Her body still weak, but her mind sharp.The news anchor’s voice could be heard,“We warn our viewers, what you are about to see contains graphic imagery. Viewer discretion is advised.” The broadcast switched to shaky, handheld footage.Smoke.Screams.The camera jerked wildly as someone sprinted across a downtown street — others running behind him, scattering like ants."They're burning alive!" a woman shrieked off-camera.The footage cut to a clearer angle. A man stood in the middle of a parking lot, convulsing violently. His body shimmered as if his skin couldn't contain him.Then —with a horrible, wet pop — flames erupted from his chest, swallowing him and the nearby cars.He staggered backward, mouth open in a silent scream as his body burned from within."Help me!
The Baby's Not Human
Hannah stood just a few feet away from Andrew, wearing a dark hoodie and loose pants, her hair pulled back. Her face was pale, framed by exhaustion and the remnants of too many sleepless nights.She had purposely walked back and forth past the metal bench where Andrew was sitting, but he didn’t acknowledge her.After what seemed like the fifth pass, she was fed up with his silence and walked up to him.“You’ve been sitting out here since morning.”“Where else should I be?" Andrew said quietly.She exhaled, arms tightening across her chest. “You could’ve come to me.”His voice cracked. “I didn’t think I had the right.”She blinked. The silence stretched long between them. Then she stepped forward and sat beside him.“I hated you,” she admitted. “Not for leaving. For letting me believe you stopped caring.”“I never stopped.”Her head turned slightly toward him. “You were protecting me. Even when you were gone. Weren’t you?”Andrew nodded once. “I didn’t know what they’d do. I just knew
