“Yes I hope we can achieve great things with our new partnership, I do hope you aren’t like your family. I have already had the displeasure of working with your parents General Arilius,” I say to them while shaking their hand back.
They laugh and sit back down gesturing for me to do the same. “You and I both general, as powerful as my family is I do hate them”.
“No, you don’t.” I shook my head.
“Yes, I do. I’m not stupid! Just because I don’t say anything doesn’t mean I don’t understand.” His hands curled and uncurled into a fist several times before he said, “You feel guilty because it was YOUR body that did the deed, but YOU did not consciously kill Nolan. YOU did not give yourself a curse that makes you go all psycho god-killer on aggressive assholes that come at you!” Aryan ran his fingers through his hair roughly—his frustration evident. “You can feel as bad as you want for all I care, but you are NOT allowed to think you deserve to be mistreated. Because you don’t deserve to get your ass kicked for something that was never your fault to begin with. And if this is something you’re gonna continue to think, then what in the World Below is the point of going on this damn quest?”
In an annoyed voice, Petite said, “Des, what kind of trouble are we in now?”
“Tempest,” I called, recognizing her superhero counterpart’s voice. “You have good timing.
This is between my two characters; Ada Winston and Hail Gibson.
"A-And besides, I have other friends besides you!" She said in a more tamed volume.
"Your notebook doesn't count and imaginary friends aren't real. Just face it, you have no other friends." Hail stated.
I pouted, annoyed. “Uh, oh. Maniacal laughter. That’s never a good sign. Chaos?” I wondered, rolling my eyes.
Des shook her wolfy head. “Non. Definitely not. She is a witch.”
Two characters taking a break, hope you enjoy it if you do take a look.
“Yeah, although you could say it was also charitable. Rookie was really friendly, thought she would’ve been like Kiorif. I mean, it would be rude to abandon a helpless lady,”
“Oh, now I see why,” Hudson grew a faint smirk.
“A fine mess this.” He called out to Maedra.
“Yes, as if we weren’t in enough trouble already.” The sad eyed girl shook her head at him.
They lean in closer to me, placing their hands upon their desk, “How many secrets do you hold, Acer?”
I lean in closer to them and whisper, “Dinner first, General.”
“Yes, you fool.” The shadow loomed in closer. “Get up, get out and flee this forsaken city.”
“Who are you?” Iola scrambled to sit up and frantically looked around the small room. The door was still locked and bolted down.
“Look around.” I let my gaze wander for a moment before wiggling the fingers that held the pink glowing flower in my hand. “The god of darkness created something so beautiful. And to top it off, he truly made it something that only the goddess of light can see.” Before he realized what I was doing, I flicked the flower to my other hand and placed it on his ear. My fingers brushed against Aryan’s hair for a moment, making me smile. “I wouldn’t call that compatibility. I call that love.”
“Yeah, well,” Aryan started, his hand finally letting go of my wrist. “I wouldn’t know anything about that.”
“I am not evil.” Iola exhaled heavily. “I am not you.”
“And that, my dear, is your loss and my gain.” He grinned wide.
From yesterday's chapter:
Atria sighed. “It’s okay,” she told him in Japanese. “I don’t hate you for what you said.”
Kaguyama looked at her. “You have every right to.”
From chapter 13 - A tranquil dream
“That.. It doesn’t matter.” He says. “As long as you know what you did wrong and your apology is sincere.. I believe that’s all that matters.”
“I.. see.” Cyrus quiets down as their eyes focus to the outside. Quietly dozing off as the outside scenery changes to a grassy field full of crystals scattered all over.
“What’cha doin’?” His roommate Leon stood by the freshly-stocked refrigerator, chomping on a cheese stick.
“Convincing old geezers that the moon isn’t real.” Aiden gave an honest answer.
‘You know what? How about we all just stop going to work? Those bastards can’t fire all of us’
‘It would be a dream’ said Lucia
I chuckled, darkly. “You may have forgotten, but I was once Lady Azlin’s handmaiden. Familiars and handmaidens aren’t so different. We form connections with our deities. Affection, even. But that affection is rooted in loyalty. Your contract seems to stem from something else. And it makes me wonder…”
Aryan emanated all types of disdain for me. It was almost palpable. “Makes you wonder what?"
“Th-this is terrible,” Wu Meiying said the moment they left the meeting room. “Jian… Jian, how am I supposed to live if I don’t get my daily dose of Jianinium? I’ll wither away without you.”
“I do not know what Jianinium is, but I do not believe you will wither away if we don’t see each other for a month. You’re exaggerating,” Wu Jian said.
“We're not pressing charges, so no thank you.” Dad gave a quick smile back, and began to shut the door. Officer Michaels foot blocked it.
“Are you sure? He had a gun pointed at you and your family.” Officer Young stared, locking eyes with my father, smirking. No one broke eye contact.
From one of the chapters going live tomorrow:
“You said that they didn’t matter because they weren’t real,” The Destroyer said. “Why does it cause you such distress if they’re fictional like us?”
“They aren’t real,” Jenny sobbed. “And it doesn’t matter. It shouldn’t matter. But I can’t stop seeing their faces! Why can’t I stop seeing their faces?”
