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The Laughing Swordsman

Only when all the living perish, will there be peace ... Apollo was a bratty noble. Using the power of his father, he did many mischievous stunts. However, he would never go too far. The worst he did was steal someone's shoe, while on the average, it would be poking them in the back and running off. That's why he found it so absurd that someone would assassinate him, in his own room no less. He was stabbed in the back and left to die... But then he was back in his room, completely fine. Yet, he was stabbed in the back once again. Once he was stabbed in the back for the third time, the cruel reality began to sink in. That this would repeat itself for an eternity. The only thing in his room was his bed and his bokken, a wooden sword. At some point, Apollo picked up the bokken. He took his first steps to break out of the cycle. And swore to bury the person who called for this assassin with his own hands. ...But also calls a lot of things mommy for some reason.

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Game of Cat and Mouse

Apollo collapsed on the ground, unable to make sense of his surroundings.

"Gah!... No more!... Please!"

Layla raised her arms high in the air, stretching them.

"Wah! So fun~"

Willow watched the two in shock.

She wore fingerless gloves and held a jet-black sword in her hands. Other than that, she was mostly the same.

Willow wore a tight black dress, matching her short dark hair. Her dark brown eyes were opened wide with surprise.

A snowflake dropped on her almost eerily smooth skin. At the same time, her lips covered with bright red lipstick opened agape.

Apollo shook his head, gradually making sense of the situation around him.

"Gah... Where are we?"

Layla giggled.

"In the forest! But there is something even cooler. Look at this person!"

Apollo slowly looked up towards Willow, who was frozen in place.

There was a confused expression on his face.

"Mommy?"

Layla gasped.

"She is mommy?"

Apollo blinked a few times, shaking off his stupor.

"Ah, yeah!"