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Extra of Anarchy

In today's dystopian world, regret is the number one leading factor behind the creation of fantasy. For a bundle of regrets such as Mark, fantasy was a place where he could choose. And choice was a liberty he never seemed to have. Abused and controlled. Just a sacrificial pawn in another man's game. He absolutely loathed it. But in the very bitter end of his drone-like life, he was given a choice. "Remember that novel you read a few years back, all while cursing it in every chapter's comments?" "...Yeah?" "Well, that was my world..." "Oh..." Mark was given the choice to transmigrate. To right his wrongs; a second chance to live a fulfilling life. But there was always a catch. Mark would never truly be free of bondage. It was up to him to snap the chains of Authority. And in his wake, there would be Anarchy. ────── If you love extra stories, I think you'll really like this. Because I love extra stories! But with all their issues and faults, I felt I could do much better. Updates will be daily, 1-2 chapters a day. English is in fact my first language! Therefore, grammatical errors are unacceptable! Don't settle for less. I frequently go back to re-edit my chapters to ensure that my story is quality. Unfortunately, that wipes out the paragraph comments and may cause a disconnect if you’re caught up as I end up retconning stuff you’ve already read :P This is just my somewhat meta (and mostly subversive) take on the 'Extra' genre of transmigration stories. I'm having a blast writing it so far, and I hope that leaks into the writing and overall plot decisions for you all to eat up. No Harem. Single FL. The Anarchy part of the title will take a bit to get to since I want progression and development to feel natural and earned. Or it may end up being irrelevant to the story, I’ll have to see when I get deeper in, just keeping it real Despite the loose tone of the story, I'm really picky about what I write, and I really try to ensure that what I'm putting out is quality. If you think I'm being a lazy bastard or if there are any glaring issues with my story, please please please leave a comment.

markoos · Fantasy

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Colonial Terrorism

Mark's pulse thudded in his ears as the mob drew closer. The anger and bloodlust radiating from the advancing Mutants made the air and murky. He could feel it prickling the back of his neck like static.

Valeria was already on the Clipkon, waiting impatiently, while Zac and Natalia had settled into their positions on the other.

But something gnawed at Mark's mind. His eyes flicked to the still body of Toze, lying limp in the mud, a mere footnote in the chaos.

'He's our key to the Hermit,' Mark reminded himself. Without Toze, all this was pointless.

He gritted his teeth, activating Blitz as his muscles tensed. Light exploded around him, and in an instant, he was beside the unconscious Mutant. He didn't waste time—despite feeling a hurried rush of fear as the horde encroached.

Grabbing Toze by the collar, Mark heaved him up, the little Mutant's weight practically nothing in his arms, and Blitzed again—this time to Valeria's Clipkon.

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