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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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What Is That?

Galileo grabbed Apollo by his wrist and ran towards Layla.

"Quickly!"

The sky continued to flicker, darkening ominously.

Galileo waved his arm in the air.

"Layla! Come back!"

Layla had been pouting. She did not know why the man stopped playing with her.

However, when Layla heard Galileo, she grinned cheekily.

"You have to catch me first!"

Galileo panicked.

"What? Oh, dear."

Before he could take a step forward, he could feel someone pulling him back.

It was Apollo.

"Did you not see what just happened? You aren't going to catch her."

Galileo blinked a few times. He was still panicking.

"But, your companion!"

Apollo sighed.

"Do it like this."

He raised his hand in the air and waved it casually.

"Layla! It's your turn to chase us!"

Layla suddenly spun around. She had a confused look but quickly got over it.

"Ok!"

Layla bolted towards the two of them.

Apollo shook Galileo's shoulder.

"Hey, are we going or not?"

Galileo gasped. He broke out of his stupor.