Cory stopped when he saw Elaine looking around for him. He noticed that she was on a call. He didn't move for the next few seconds. Although he was staring at her, yet there were a couple of things going on in his head. Regarding the villain, Cory believed that he was close to understanding what was happening, yet it also felt like he was still very much clueless. He was lost in the train of thoughts. Point in time, Elaine turned around to see him standing in the way. She started to hurry towards him. There was a great mud of concern splattered across her face. "What happened just now?" She asked as soon as she got to him. "I was just staring at you a few moments ago, and then you were gone. Like you vanished. What's happening, Cory? Where did you come from again? I just turned away from this direction. You were not here." Elaine argued relentlessly. Cory understood that her argument was very valid. He shouldn't be making her worry this much. But then, when he thought of it again,
Anna was fuming in utmost rage as she paced the living room. Cory was at the open bar of the space. He was pouring some glasses of wine. Anna couldn't make herself stop. She kept pacing. It would seem as though she was trying to lose weight with the manner at which she was stomping and moving. Cory finished pouring the drinks and returned towards her. He walked straight to one of the couches and settled in. Settling in, he placed the stem of one of the glasses on the glass table and sipped from the other one. Anna stopped in her tracks all of a sudden. Her eyes were red now. Her cheeks were plain. It would seem as though her cheeks handed over the red duty to the eyes. She glared at Cory, who was still drinking the wine. Cory finished drinking and then placed the empty glass on the table. As soon as he did that, Anna started to stomp towards him. Cory didn't realise what was happening yet. He was still savoring the sumptuous taste of the resplendent and timeless wine. By the ti
Cory rolled in bed, and his eyes flipped open. He could tell that it was a new day. His mind was less clustered. But it didn't take for long when those old thoughts started to stream into the hollow of his consciousness. He sat up in bed. It would seem like he had just made an attempt to block the stream of thoughts. Well, that wasn't really far from his intentions. "I don't want to think about those things again. Today is a new day. A new dawn, and it will be treated as such." He concluded, taking a deep breath. He shut the old thoughts off. If he was going to have a great day, he knew that he would have to let go of the past. Today was the day of the beauty pageant party! He couldn't appear there looking out of place, both physically and psychologically. He refused to be seen as such. He quickly hurried to the bathroom and slipped into the jacuzzi. He poured himself a glass of wine and let the steam of the foamy bath seethe into every corner of his body. When he had enough and
Cory turned around this time. As he stared at Anna, he wasn't really looking at her face. Instead, he was looking at her hair. Her hair looked so disheveled and her clothes were rumpled. If Cory didn't have some restraint, he would be making fun of her right now because of what she looked like at that present condition. And now she said she wants to come with him? In that state?! How funny!Cory didn't want to take her seriously. Why would she say that she wants to follow him? He couldn't find a reason whatsoever for it. Cory decided not to answer her. He turned around and opened the door. If he was to respond to her, then she would have a reason to drag this out. Cory was already too late to entertain a drama. "You can't stop me from coming." Anna added. At this point, Cory couldn't pretend that he didn't hear her. Even if he wanted to pretend, her words were so bold and resounding that his mind wouldn't let them go easily. "What are you doing, Anna?" Cory asked after deciding t
Sheiley jaws were hanging in the air. She was stunned out of her wits. She didn't really know how to react to this. She was glued to that very spot. Harry was not any different. He was equally as stunned as his girlfriend. This made absolutely no sense to either of them. Who would ever want to believe something like that?Was this not Cory? Cory, the inconsequential youth that was the phase of ridicule of their department. What was this loser doing in a car that supposedly belonged to Lord Theo?Cory couldn't see both of them at first. There were too many students in the way for him to take note of the couple. He shut the door of the car, and the car beeped locked. People gasped when the car made the sound after automatically locking itself. "This cannot be real!!!""Is that not Cory?""Is that the pauper of the Economics department?""You mean the badluck?" There were words and mutters flying around the place. This has even caused more and more attention. Several more students we
Cory was really appalled by the kind of mindset that Harry had. He was trying to understand why Harry would hate him that much. Harry wanted his girlfriend, and he got her. What else did he want from him? Could it be that Harry wasn't really after his girlfriend, but his happiness?That could only be the most plausible explanation for this situation. Harry must really be bent on making life miserable for Cory. If not, why would he always want to humiliate Cory?Cory knew that Harry had just said this in order to humiliate him. If they were to go to a store where they would test the wristwatch, if it turned out that the wristwatch was not diamond, Cory would be the phase of disgrace instead. So, the videos taken about the fight would be deleted. "There is a store on campus. It's just a three minutes walk away from here. We can quickly do that before the party begins, can't we?" Harry asked, the evil smile still lurking in his face. Cory didn't say a word. He just stared at Harry. Cor
When Cory saw Anna, his mood lightened. At last, there was someone who really cared about him. He knew that he should worry about talking to Sheiley about walking to the stage together. That was what the organizer of the event had told them in the first place. But he brushed that thought of for now. He believed that Sheiley would know to do the right thing. When the call to walk to the stage is made, the both of them would figure a way out. In fact, it would be an easy task. Cory was knocked out of the wandering thoughts when he saw a figure walking towards him. It was none other than Anna. He had been carried away so much that he didn't know when she shut the door of the car, let alone walk towards him. To the extent that she was only three steps away from him. "Anna. What are you doing here?" He hit the nail on its head. Truth be told, he wasn't really sure if that was the right question to ask her. But there was a need to start a conversation first, then perhaps work a way ar
Stupefied, Cory turned to see who the hell that was. Who the hell it was that stepped in his way in such a way. Even if he wouldn't be able to show his supernatural powers here, at least he would leave a mark on whoever the fuck it was. When he looked, he saw a smiling face staring him dead in the eye. It was none other than this worst nightmare, Harry. Harry stood tall, his cologne quite strong and noisy. He had gone to change his own dress, too. It would seem as though there was a dress competition between him and Sheiley. "What do you think you are doing?" Harry snapped at Cory in a low tone, as if he was trying to keep the ears of the crowd away from it. But that was quite unusual. That was not the kind of person he was. Harry was the type to stand on top of a mountain crying for attention. Seeing him talking in a low voice got Cory a little intrigued, which made the latter forget about what he had sworn to do to the person who had interrupted the moment. "Shouldn't I be as
Anna could not understand what was happening. She had stepped to the front, away from Cory, to look closely at the man walking towards her. How could this be her father? She was about to lose her mind. At this point, she had no idea how she was still able to hold up her peace and not go nuts. This was just enough to make her question her sanity. "What's happening? How could this be ---" Anna turned to the back to ask Cory. She suddenly choked on the words. Turning around, Cory was nowhere to be found. It would seem as though he had vanished into thin air. She quickly rushed back into the hut to look for him but she couldn't find him. She ran outside again. She didn't know what to make of all these that were happening to her. She really did wish that she would have an explanation for it. "Did you see him walk out just now?" Anna asked her father, who had stopped walking right in front of the door of the hut. Lord Theo shook his head softly, taking a deep breath. The man slowly p
Anna choked so hard on her breath that she almost passed out. She had no idea what was happening or what had just happened. She couldn't wrap her head around it, let alone make a meaning of it. But it was real. She could see it right in front of her. There was someone who had just been sliced into several pieces. "Father..." She was having trouble rolling those words over. She couldn't even move closer to the corpse. The head was still hanging in the air. Thud! The head and neck dropped on the floor. She flinched, almost sprouting some unknown wings. She should move forward and touch the corpse. She should fall on the pieces of her father and weep her eyes out, but she couldn't. This was just way too much for her to process. She was trying to understand how this was possible in the whole wide world. How could it ever be possible?She could recall openly that she had left her father back at the mansion. The old man couldn't even move an inch, let alone get to her. She could see
Anna was lost in the moment and couldn't place her own emotions, not even after she had climbed into the car. It was a cab, and Cory had just hailed at the cab. What had just happened in the building was still very much fresh in her mind. There was no way she was going to throw that away or be distracted from it. She took a glance at the corner of Cory's face. Then, the glance intensified, graduating into a keen gaze. Cory, on the other hand, was staring at the front. It would seem as though she was not even there. "Are you not going to explain it to me?" She asked him eventually. Cory still would not look at her. She didn't want to act as though this meant nothing to her. She hated the fact that Cory was ignoring her. She knew that she could not force the words out of his mouth. He had to be willing, else her worries and questions would forever remain unattended to. The manner at which Cory was staring, Anna could deduce that there was something else on his mind. Although they
Anna was lost in the moment. She was just wailing over her own troubles and worries when a sudden voice had come out of nowhere. The back figure of the person walking away from her looked rather too familiar for her to ignore. In fact, she didn't have the luxury of ignoring anything at this point. How could she? Her door had been locked perfectly, and there were even men standing watch outside of the door. She didn't even hear the door open, let alone feel a presence until the words hit her. The recurring facts that ran all over the incident made her push her body up in the bed, as now she was kneeling in bed. "Cory?" She was skeptical as she called his name. She wanted to be sure that she was able to place her confusion and get squared up with the main matter;The real situation was the fact that someone familiar was in the room with her and had asked her to leave with him. Cory hesitated at the door and then turned to look at her again. When their gazes met, he saw a whole la
Standing in front of the heap of dead warlords, Cory shut his eyes and took in all the air of victory around him. He had to be sincere with himself. There might still be a lot of spiritual figures out there in the open waiting to cause another havoc or rain another wave of terror. He had never had any reason to be scared of them. Although one of the reasons why he had come to the island was just to be wary of them. Right now, after killing all these warlords, he couldn't help but come to a conclusion that even if he was running from trouble, trouble would still find him. Henceforth, the determination to carry on with this new level of task overwhelmed him. He had unintentionally unlocked another realm and phase of challenges that he could never let anyone else figure out except himself. All his life, he had learned how to keep such big secrets. How could he be referred to as the Immortal Dao if he didn't know how to be exclusive with some of the things that have been haunting him
Lord Theo, who was already exhausted from the errands and worries affiliated with the plot they were carrying out, raised his head slowly to look at his daughter, who was fired up by what she was saying. "What are you talking about, Anna? Please go back to bed. You need it." The man dismissed causally as though he had expected her to be up by now. At this point, Anna really didn't know what to feel. She wished that she would be able to choose her feelings, but she couldn't. There was a great measure of disappointment in what she was feeling at that moment. And there was something else, too. Something which she couldn't really reach. She wanted to sigh, but because she was huffing and puffing, she was even having a hard time catching her breath. "Answer my question, father." Her voice became even louder this time. She was trying to make it obvious to him that she wasn't here to joke around. She was here to talk about and review what was bothering her the most. It would be a great
Anna's eyes slowly opened. When her eyes opened, she felt fatigue, a pool of fatigue washing all over her body. She shut her eyes again to be certain what the problem could be. She slowly opened her eyes again, confiding in the act of precision and timing. Yet the feeling lingered. The fatigued remained. If there was anything, it even became heavier. She tried to roll in bed to the other side, but she felt extremely weak. She had no idea what was happening to her. Rolling on her stomach, she tried to heave her body to a comfortable position, but nothing seemed to work for her. She fell back on her face in bed and started to grunt. "What the hell is happening to me?" She muttered, seeking to understand what the problem might be. The moment when she rolled from one end of the bed to the other, things were beginning to ease gradually. The fatigue and weariness were beginning to wear off. This time, her mind was clearing out gradually. There was a room in her mind to house as many w
"We must go right away." One of the senators stood up and was headed towards the door. "I'm sorry we can't." The doctor suddenly stepped into the way of the senator. The senator looked so offended and pissed out of his mind. He was staring at the doctor as though the doctor was a piece of garbage who ought not to stand in his presence, let alone lift his gaze to look at him. He scoffed and turned to look at the rest of the senators behind him. "What the hell is wrong with these minions? Is it really our fault that we have indulged them and made them feel so comfortable in our midst?" The senator sounded very judgemental as he rolled those words out. He really didn't care that the doctor could hear him. The senators didn't care about anything at all. They don't care about other people other than themselves. As long as things are going their way, they wouldn't care less to do whatever they thought to be okay. "Now, move out of my way before I rip you into shreds!" The senator thre
Linda and her father were as still as a hill. They couldn't even make a sound. They couldn't see each other. Talking about seeing, Linda's eyes were drooping over her breasts at this point. It seemed as though the poison continued to lower the thread of the eyes down and down until perhaps it would get to the soles of her legs. This really didn't matter to her yet because the room was too dark for either of them to see each other. Before they were looked inside this room by the two hefty henchmen, they had seen clearly that it was super bright outside. It was noon. How come when they were locked in here, it was extremely dark? They had not been taken to an underground location. In fact, the underground location they had just come from was well lit and brighter than this. Although she couldn't use her eyes well, Linda could still tell this much that this was a very dark room. "Why is it so dark in here?" She asked her father, looking in the only direction she could afford. Down.