The female orc stood apart from the rest: smaller in stature, her features softer and less harsh.Long, dark hair framed her face, and if not for her green skin and pointed ears, she might have been mistaken for a beautiful human woman.She clutched a simple staff adorned with feathers and beads, her knuckles white with fear."You seem to have potential as a magician," Alex observed, turning his gaze toward her.She took a hesitant step back, her voice trembling. "W-what have you done to them?" she whispered, her grip tightening on her staff."They're merely sleeping," he assured her. "They'll awaken unharmed in a few hours."Her eyes darted to her fallen kin and then back to Alex. "Why spare them? You had the power to...""To kill them?" Alex finished for her. He sighed softly. "Because violence isn't my goal. I wish to prevent unnecessary bloodshed."She studied him cautiously. "Humans and orcs are enemies. Why would you warn us?""I can see that you're not all mindless monsters. Yo
A soft, mechanical voice echoed in the chamber. “Do you want to reboot the spaceship?”"Yes," Alex replied firmly in the ancient language of Babel, his voice reverberating off the metallic walls.“Please provide the password for authentication,” the voice prompted.Closing his eyes momentarily, Alex accessed the Akashic Record.The required password surfaced effortlessly in his mind.He articulated it clearly, each syllable unlocking secrets long forgotten.“Welcome, Captain. What is the new name of this spaceship?” the system inquired."Eden," Alex declared without hesitation.Instantly, the ship acknowledged him as its new owner.Holographic displays sputtered into existence, illuminating the chamber with ethereal blue light.Star maps unfolded around him, and streams of data flowed like rivers in the air.Alex’s eyes darted across the information, absorbing every detail."The self-repair systems are still functional," he noted aloud, excitement threading through his voice."Nano-or
[Wrist Gate Emblem Detected. Activating Functionality.]A translucent interface materialized before Alex.[Portable Space Gate Storage Activated. This device can record and store coordinates of any space gate encountered. Owner can use it to summon a gate at any location by accessing stored coordinates.]"A portable gate?" Alex eyes widening in amazement.The tower was notorious for its perilous floors, many with gates fiercely guarded by powerful guilds.Access was controlled, movement restricted.But with this wrist emblem, those barriers meant nothing now.He wouldn't be tied to the regular gates anymore.He could go wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted.A grin spread across his face as he strapped the emblem onto his wrist.It fit perfectly, molding to his skin as if crafted just for him.Without wasting another moment, Alex activated the recording function.[First coordinate recorded. Please give the name of this coordinate.]"Eden," he breathed.But his elation was short-lived
But instead of sinking into flesh, the blade met an unyielding surface.A sharp, metallic clang reverberated inside the carriage as the knife snapped in half.Greg's eyes widened in shock, his breath catching in his throat."What the—?" he gasped, staring in disbelief at the broken blade clutched in his trembling hand.Alex stirred slightly, shifting in his sleep but remaining oblivious to the world around him.A faint snore escaped his lips, the gentle rise and fall of his chest undisturbed.Panic surged through Greg like icy water. His mind raced to comprehend what had just happened.He had been so certain that Alex wouldn't survive the tower, let alone thwart his assassination attempt without even waking.Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, trickling down his temples as he backed away.Disbelief and fear intertwined within him, tightening their grip on his racing heart."How is this possible?" he whispered, his voice barely audible over the rumble of the carriage wheels.As the
The boys who had snatched the waist bag darted into a dark, narrow alleyway, their footsteps echoing off the grimy brick walls.The three men chasing them skidded to a halt at the alley's entrance.“Avery, hand over the bag,” barked the leader of the trio, his eyes cold and commanding.The two burly men flanking him glanced over their shoulders, scanning the deserted street behind them.“He's not following us,” one grunted, a smug grin spreading across his scarred face.“That new academy kid is always easy prey,” chuckled the other, cracking his knuckles.The leader snatched the waist bag from Avery's trembling hands.“We'll do three or four more runs today. You keep picking pockets from those academy fools like before, and we'll handle any chases,” he sneered.Avery's stomach growled audibly, and his eyes pleaded.“Could I have something to eat first? I haven't eaten anything all day,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the distant bustle of the city.The leader glared at hi
In a small alley of Blackwood City, within one of the neatly arranged old wooden houses. “Darling, breakfast is ready.” Alex happily prepared breakfast for his wife. “It is your favourite bacon. I woke up early to prepare it. Let's enjoy it together before heading to work." His wife didn't respond from their bedroom. Alex placed the delicious-smelling bacon on the table and found her sitting on the edge of the bed. She was still in her pajamas, with a cold look on her face. “Are you okay, honey?” "No, I'm not." His wife said, "“Alexander, I want a divorce." " “W-What?” Alex thought he was hallucinating. And the breakfast he had prepared for Merly fell to the ground with a loud noise. "You heard me right! I want you out of the picture. It’s OVER!" Merly’s voice was cold as ice, but her eyes were burning. She looked extremely angry. "I-Is this a joke?" Alex asked, his voice trembling, "Tomorrow is our first wedding anniversary." He walked up to her, trying to figure out if
Alex hurried outside to retrieve the parcel, containing items no one should see.Neighbours had gathered around to watch this shameful drama of a wife divorcing her husband. Some point their fingers at Alex.Merly stood at the door, faced the gathered crowd fiercely."Everyone, look at this useless man," she shouted with contempt, "He can't bring me any happiness in my life. He gave me ugly, cheap things, and all bitter food to eat!"“Before marriage, I didn’t even need to work. Rich men were lining up to provide everything I needed!”"Since I married, I’ve known nothing but pain and poverty." She scanned the crowd arrogantly. "I ask you, do I have the right to divorce this worthless man?"An unmarried, 70-year-old grandmother retorted, "Merly, you are beautiful, and you are already too kind to your trash husband. If it were me, I would have long ago divorced him! Even if you gave him to me for free, I wouldn’t take him.""Agree," said another ugly man. "Merly, you're too pretty for h
"You little bustard, you don't know what you and your sister lost."Alex clenched his face, but suddenly laughed out a little. Blood in his mouth tasted bitter. He gazed at the government agency building.Last year, he and Merly arrived, full of love and happiness, unable to wait even a second to sign their marriage papers.They declared the sacred oath together."In good times and bad, in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, until death do us part, we are committed to staying together."Sealed it with a sacred kiss.He even still vividly remembers the sweetness of the taste of the sacred kiss.Now he was the only one clinging to their oath.“You asshole! What are you standing there for?" Merly calling out to him impatiently. "Go in and get this over with."Alex’s had no choice. Together, they entered the crowded hall, took a number, and waited for their turn.The sterile scent of the government office mixed with Merly’s perfume as Alex beside her pleaded.“Merly, this is the