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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.

Disgrace · Fantasi
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Traitors

As the man and the other people wearing rabbit masks walked down the corridor, they occasionally split up to go somewhere different. Until eventually, they had all split up from each other.

Then, one after another, people with rabbit masks appeared on the surface. Some of them came out of people's houses. Others came out of a lake. Then there were people that actually just burst out of the ground.

Regardless, they were sprouting up like actual rabbits.

The rabbit masks were rather conspicuous, so most of the passersby noticed them. However, most came to the conclusion that it was just a strange person when there was only one.

It was only when they started to group up, showing multiple people with the same mask, did the passerby realize something was wrong. There was one that decided to report this strange group of people to the council.