Jason lost his parent early on and he had to survive in a world he couldn´t even see...

Living in the age of martial arts and soul bonds under the constant thread of nature, magical beasts, and foreign races, humanity suffered many setbacks.

Being blind and left alone at an early age Jason was one of the unfortunate children which suffered from the social hierarchy of the new ages.

Forced to mature early his train of thought was different from other children and he didn´t mind derogatory reviews about him.

Nobody wanted a weakling and a cripple as a friend as one had to improve oneself to survive outside the safe cities, where ferocious beasts, foreign intelligent races, and devasting natural disasters raged.

The day he awoke his soul was the day he cried in desperation but God played tricks with him as his soul-awakening was a blessing in disguise.

Nobody would have thought that Jason´s eyes weren't crippled, rather his eyes had yet to accumulate enough mana to awaken.

Follow Jason on his adventurous journey throughout the vast world







Note: 
-This is my first try to write a book/novel. I would be grateful for reviews and much criticism :D

-Slow-paced...Don´t expect devasted landscapes by a snap with one´s finger early on.(I want the readers to understands the Mc´s hardships a.s.o)

-My main language is not English, please be patient with me.

-I know the beginning is written relatively bad and boring. Sorry :P

-Length of each chapter are always around 1300 words +-

-I don't own the cover. I only edited it.
If you are a designer please write me a message and I´ll change the cover.
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Losing his parent early on, he had to survive in a world he couldn't even see...

Blind and left alone, he was seen as a parasite by the social hierarchy of the new ages filled with martial arts and soulbonds

Forced to mature early his train of thought was different from his peers as he didn´t mind derogatory reviews about him.

The day he awoke his soul was the day he cried in desperation while God played tricks with him as his soul-awakening was a blessing in disguise.

Nobody would have ever imagined that he was neither blind nor a parasite until the final moment, he opened his golden eyes that flickered brightly, eagerly waiting to devour everyone daring to obstruct his path towards the summit.

Follow Jason on his adventurous journey throughout the vast universe filled with miraculous sceneries and mysterious beings.

Some readers might not like information, but I do!
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*This is my first novel, please bear that in mind. I appreciate all kinds of sincere advice and comments*
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In the first story, she talks about Marina Castelblanco, a four-year-old girl who dreams of her ideal vacation, which is to the Amusement Parks in Los Angeles; But, due to things in life and the Coronavirus that has left several people without work, including his family, they will not be able to grant him his vacation.

	Then, Marina, begins to devise a plan to raise money and thus help her family and so does her sister, Laura.

	The Castelblanco family, seeing what Marina and Laura have done, are moved by her sweet gesture and do everything to make Marina's dream come true, who is the only one who has not traveled.

	In the second story, he talks about the dreams of Oscar who, dreams of being a chef and his mother, helps him to begin to realize his dream.

	In the third story, she talks about how Bianca who dreams of being a make-up artist and masseuse and how her family helps her realize her dream.

	Three stories, in which children, give us a strong lesson in strength, love, desire to move on and how you always have to make dreams come true; especially the dreams of children.

Various one shots Harry's various naughty adventures(or misadventures, depending on your angle), with women. Not for children. 1 to 350 is the main story

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      It doesnt matter that were exhausted, King insists we take the motorbikes out at midnight to tour the island and double-check our defenses. Hes doing it to calm my nerves because Im climbing the walls. 
      Civilians are hunkered down at the citadel or in the surrounding buildings, filling every imaginable space. Its crowded but the evacuation itself went like clockwork which means our drills and prep work paid off. Seeing the faces of the women and children as I passed through the endless halls was hard. I remember the fear and uncertainty of life with the Federation after my father died. 
      We steer toward where the Federations waterlogged hellhounds begin their creepy dance taking the curves at breakneck speed.
      We pass Shadow Warriors guarding the road at strategic locations, armed with weapons and radios to alert the towers if we read the Federation signals wrong and they attack from this direction. We are fairly sure their soldiers will come straight at the citadel, but weve planned for every contingency we can think of.
      We reach the southernmost location and turn the bikes around, heading back the way we came and stop where Cabel and his team are doing their gruesome job.
      Cabels unit has at least a hundred watercrafteverything from smaller military boats to fishing boats. We cant see into the distance but King radios and Cabel drives his boat to shore.
      Do you need additional men? I ask him.
      Well have this location cleared in an hour and move on. We send a diver down, attach a hook to their chain, and drag them with the boats. If we dont move them, we kill them. The Federation has been planting hellhounds for months and were only touching the surface, but at least well make a dent.
      The Federation will suffer for what theyve done. We leave Cabel to continue his job and head back to the citadel. King pulls off the road at one of our favorite spots. He clasps my hand and leads me to the cliffs edge that overlooks the ocean. The waves splash in the distance, and the sounds of the night roll through me, filling me with peace. Its a lie. The Federation approaches. They want us dead. They want the human men and women of this island under their thumb. They will annihilate us for simply being different.
      Waiting is the hard part, King says into the quiet. He circles an arm around me, pulling me closer. I rest my head against his strong shoulder, inhaling his scent. Ms. Beast rumbles softly in pleasure and Kings Beast answers. I can sometimes see his in human form, its almost like an aura. Our beasts no longer fight, their energy flows steadily between each other. It seems boring. Im more alive when King challenges me.
      What if only one of us survives? I ask quietly. Its the one thing my heart cant take, but we need to discuss it.
      King smooths his strong hand across my back. The survivor will continue the fight, he says gruffly.
      I glance up and hold his gaze. I cant lose you.
      His mouth forms a wicked smile, and the scar across his cheek stands out, making him even more imperfectly wonderful. You couldnt get rid of me if you tried.
      I wont try, then. Going to the tips of my Doc Martens boots, I kiss him. His savage taste fills something inside me, bringing out Ms. Beasts wild side. She actually purrs. The shadowed presence of Nova waits.
      We come up for air and I ask my next question. Do you think about what will happen when theres no one left to fight?
      His head tilts down so hes looking at me. I think there will always be war; its the blight of mankind.
      Is that what you want?
      He tugs one of my braids. Youre thinking about your grandmothers journal. Whats this about?
      His eyes hold mine, and he has no idea how much I love him. He cant. The white picket fence, a dog by the hearth, a baby crawling on the floor?
      His voice lowers an octave. Is this what you want, Marinah?
      Im not sure.
      He kisses my nose. I think you would be bored within a week. Maybe we can find a big furry devil dog to entertain your devil cat. His thumb rubs across my cheek. When it comes to children, its expected of us. Our children will be alpha Warriors.
      I wiggle a bit so he loosens his arms, but I dont pull away. What if they want to be ordinary?
      He throws his head back in laughter. There will be nothing ordinary about our children, he says when he can speak. Our girls will be headstrong, beautiful bullies who tease their male counterparts and put frogs in their beds. The boys will be as handsome as their father, and they wont know what hit them when the girls are around. Much like your men, theyll constantly be searching for places to hide.
      Our men, I correct him. Just how many children do you think youre having? I ask uncertainly.
      A citadel full, at least.
      My fist lands between us, striking him in the stomach. He lets out a soft huff, but I know it didnt hurt. You forget its my body that must bear those children.
      I picture you plump and grumpy as you waddle through the citadel looking for a wall to put your boot through.
      What about Homestead One? I thought we would raise our family there.
      How? It wont hold all our children, and I like the walls of Homestead One without bootprints.
      I snuggle in close again. I love you.
      He tips my head up. Nothing will happen to either of us. Were a team. I love you, my queen. We have a war to fight. Are you ready?
      As Ill ever be.
      Our noses touch. Youve done a great job preparing the island. We will defeat the Federation and afterward, well go after Barnes. His days are numbered.
      Mate, Ms. Beast whispers inside me.
      We take the winding ocean highway back to the citadel, racing against the coming storm of battle. I know Ive missed something. No way will this go down without a hiccup or two. I want our people safe. Theres a loud rumble inside me and Ms. Beast whispers, kill. At least were on the same page. Ill kill every Federation soldier I see if it saves my people.
      King and I head in separate directions once we return to the citadel. My destination is the Armory to check on the dynamic duo. I almost knock Cosway over when I round a corner and grip her shoulders to steady her. Shes holding her cat and her eyes are wild.
      Babies in danger, must help babies, she whispers. Cosway thinks anything young, from people to animals, are babies and must be nurtured. She gives candy to the island children, and Ive even seen her doctor a scraped knee or two. I asked her if she wanted to help Axel in the infirmary, but she doesnt like closed in spaces and prefers to walk around the island, helping where she can. We keep track of Cosway, for the most part, as she wanders around with her cat slung over her shoulder. Shell return to the citadel with different items given to her by the people of the island. Shes accepted here and taken care of. I dont like seeing her upset.
      Cosway, I say so she looks at me. Take five minutes and meditate with me.
      She nods her head and sits down where shes at and places her back to the wall. I step beside her and sit down. Breathe, she says in her soft lilting voice. I follow her lead and breathe. Bad out, good in. We slowly inhale and exhale.
      I go to my happy place while Cosways voice continues in a blur. I take my rifle apart and reassemble it. I look down the sight and line it up to the eyes of an imaginary Federation soldier. Sure and steady, I pull the trigger and blow his head off. He had President Barnes face. I line up another shot.
      Cosway breaks into my meditation. I will keep the babies safe. Shes looking at me while stroking a hand through the cats hair.
      Thank you, Cosway. The babies need you. She squeezes my hand, jumps up, and runs down the hall in the opposite direction.
      I feel better after our short meditation. Now, I can face anything.
      I enter the armory with that thought firmly in place. Ruth and Che sit on the floor with weapons spread around them. They both have sheets of paper and are writing furiously. Their heads pop up when they hear my boots. I walk closer and look over Ruths shoulder.
      She glances up with a look of determination on her face. We didnt know the names of most of the artillery so were drawing scaled to size images. This will cut the confusion. After were finished, well complete the inventory and have it to you in a few hours.
      My jaws have trouble staying together. She even has military vernacular down. Who really made this child? I try to be delicate in my response. These two have worked their butts off since I gave them this job. Do your moms know youre here?
      Ruth shrugs, her thin shoulders no match for the size of fight in her brain. We couldnt sleep so we snuck out. This needs to be done before the fighting begins. We found a few guns that could be faulty, and we placed them to the side. If someone will show me how to fix them, Ill take over the task.
      Me too, Che volunteers when he looks up from his drawing of a horsemans pick, a medieval Warhammer that somehow found its way into our stockpile.
      I place my hand on my side where my sixteenth century German Mortuary Sword is housed in its scabbard. Its special because it cleaves a hellhounds head off with little effort and its a gift from King. At least tell me you ate all your dinner. Arguing with them for not sleeping will do me no good, and I must pick these battles carefully.
      Every bite, says Che.
      Ruths lips turn to a frown. My mother made meatloaf. I ate it, but it wasnt very good.
      Hmm, my stomach growls. I havent had meatloaf in years. Ill have two cots brought in here. If you get tired, rest. Ill need you both alert when the Federation attacks.
      With their agreement secured, I head to my room and find King lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling like I did earlier. I walk to the end of the bed, turn, and fall backwards so were side to side. Air huffs from my chest when I land and bounce a few times.
      Quite the entrance, he says without looking at me.
      Im exhausted, I sigh.
      Lie here for two minutes and youll be wide awake, I promise.
      Thats the plan, I say and roll to my side so Im looking at him. Is it always like this before battle?
      Always.
      I think its easier to march for days, find what youre hunting, and kill it. Also easier on my taxed brain.
      Still looking at the ceiling, I hear the grin in his voice. Much simpler.
      I snuggle into his chest and close my eyes. His arm pulls me in tighter, and I take a deep breath to clear my mind. Im going to meditate for a while. Dont start the war without me.
      I promise, he breathes into my hair.
      I clear my mind and think about killing. Ms. Beast likes to meditate with me, I think.
    

    

Due to my deceased father, the government decided I may have an inside to the fighting force we need to save humanity. They call him King of the Shadow Warriors. Shadow Warriors are elite fighters, who, after shifting form, have sharp claws and teeth capable of eviscerating a human without blinking an eye. If that isn’t a reason to run the other direction, I don’t know what is. The problem? We need the Shadow Warriors or we die. To gain their trust, I must impress King.

My government sent me in a short dress and heels to do the job. They seem to think a sexy body will increase their chances of gaining his help. I took the assignment freely even though my feelings on the outcome offer no comfort.

That brings me to the biggest problem in the entire scenario: King will eat me!

Shifter King is created by D'Elen McClain, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author

Jackie Walker Fox glanced over at her children peering eagerly out the window as their Air Canada flight touched down in Tampa.  Eight-year-old Grant and six-year-old Emma had chattered excitedly during the entire three-hour flight from Toronto.  

Seeing them so happy thrilled Jackie.  Grant and Emma were generally happy children, truthfully, despite the fact that their father had left the three of them a few years earlier.  David Fox hadnt appreciated the remoteness of Lake Miranda Lodge, the family-run northern Ontario guest lodge where Jackie and her brother Blake had been raised.  

Of course, both Jackie and Blake had grown up and left Lake Miranda, going their own ways.  But when their father Jim had suffered a stroke, Jackie had volunteered to return to run the place, so their parents could retire to Florida.  She and her now-ex-husband David had made it work for a while, but hed missed his suburban lifeand his girlfriend, shed found out later.

Fiercely independent and determined though she was, raising her children solo while running the day to day operations at the lodge had proven nearly beyond her ability, so when Blake had given up his job as a wilderness counselor and returned home to help, shed been more than grateful.  Together, along with a small staff, they were slowly bringing the family business into the twenty-first century.  

Not that the lodge was always booked to capacity.  There were times when Jackie worried whether theyd be able to stay afloat.  But with Blakes help, theyd expanded the property to include several remote cabins, accessible by Blakes bush plane.   

As the airliners aisle began to clear, Jackie stood and reached into the overhead bin to retrieve her black carry-on.  Get all your things, she instructed the children.  Lets go see Grandma and Grandpa.

Even before the children saw them, Jackie spied her parents waiting just beyond the secure area.  She grinned broadly and waved, alerting Grant.  

Grandpa!  Grandma! he shouted, running to meet them.  

Emma, not to be outdone, was right on his heels, launching herself into her grandfathers arms.  

Hi, sweet stuff, Ann Walker said, hugging her grandson tightly.  Im so happy to see you.

Grandma guess what? Emma squealed, releasing her grandfather.  Were going to Disney!

Eyes wide, Ann clapped her hands together.  I know!  I heard your exciting news.  But Im so glad youre going to visit with us for a little bit first.  We live on the beach.

Emma frowned.  You live on the beach?  Doesnt your stuff get all sandy?  What do you do when it rains?

Grant rolled his eyes.  They dont live on the beach, dummy.  They live in a condom on the beach.

Thats condo, there, chief, Jackie laughed.   How are you, Mom and Dad?  She hugged each of them affectionately.  

Were just fine, beautiful, her father said.  Months of therapy had done wonders, Jackie saw.  While the stroke had been mild, Jim Walker had undergone intensive rehabilitation, regaining his speech and the near-unlimited use of his right side.  He had only a slight limp to remind them of the stroke that had prompted the couples retirement.  

What do you say, we go get your bags, and on the drive home, well stop for ice cream? Ann was saying as she took a child on each hand.

Yes!  Ice cream! Emma shouted, pumping a fist in the air.

Jackie laughed, slipping an arm around her fathers waist.  These kids are going to be so spoiled by the time we get back to Lake Miranda.

Jim winked at her.  Youre welcome!



LUKE & BELLA
Traveling the world is the job of a lifetime.
No wonder they fell in love.
Too bad Luke forgot to mention to Bella that he’s Dominant.
LOST & BOUND
Spoiled Hollywood starlet Shasta is used to getting her own way.
She’s met her match in Dominant mountain man Blake.
FOR SPARROW
Judd promised to look after young widow Jessi until she finds a new Dominant.
What if he’d like to be that man?
WARRIOR MINE
Can strong, independent single mom Jackie possibly agree to submit to Dominant outdoorsman Scott?
Sex scenes/explicit content, Suggest age range 18+
The Dream Dominant Collection is by Pandora Spocks, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Item #: SCP-097
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-097 is contained within the limits of the property where it was initially discovered, Zone-SCP-097. The property is surrounded by an 8 metre tall concrete block fence, fitted with barbed wire and security camera systems. Satellite images of Zone-SCP-097 are to be doctored, removing all traces of the area.
Any and all new plant growth outside the containment area suspected to originate from within the SCP is to be sterilized through application of boiling saltwater and/or incinerated. Absolutely all abnormal behaviour is to be reported to Doctor Bridge within ten minutes of occurrence. If any personnel or their families experience hallucinations or thematically related dreams outside of containment, they are to contact Doctor Bridge to schedule treatment.
Localities surrounding SCP-097, specifically [REDACTED], are to be monitored from the first of April until the first of November every year for affected civilians. Medical establishments dealing with sleep abnormalities are to be monitored for signs of SCP-097's influence. Civilians below the age of 16 encountered alone within 1 square kilometre of Zone-SCP-097 are to be taken into Foundation custody and are to be treated with a Class B amnestic and returned home, or the nearest police station. Personnel tasked with the return of civilians are to avoid public exposure; each Agent is to be assigned a cover story to follow if they do encounter civilians en-route to their destinations. See Level 3 staff for details.
The morning after the first frost of the year, a team of twenty-five Agents armed with agricultural tools are to enter SCP-097 and clear away the outer plant matter. This process is not to continue past dusk.
Description: SCP-097 is a ten acre area of land in the state of [REDACTED], in the Midwestern United States. It is the abandoned remains of the [REDACTED] County Fair 1969, an area of approximately 2.3 km2 (approx. 5.4 sq. mi). Structures within the SCP area exist in a state of moderate disrepair, consistent with the expected age and environment.
At the centre of SCP-097 lie the remains of a 1956 GMC pickup truck, majority of which is crushed beneath a colossal pumpkin of unknown subtype, henceforth SCP-097-01. SCP-097-01 stands approximately 7.4 metres (24.3 feet) tall and 8.1 metres (26.8 feet) in diameter at its widest. Current estimates put SCP-097-01 at approximately 15,000 kilograms (approx. 33,070 pounds). This pumpkin remains roughly spherical in shape, instead of spreading out under its own weight as would be expected of a plant of its size.
The remaining portion of SCP-097 (approx. 2 km2) is overgrown with several dozen varieties of pumpkins, with over seventy subspecies yet identified, and many previously unknown to agriculture. Many of these pumpkins have been shown capable of growing to enormous sizes, the average estimated weight being around 250 kilograms (avg. 550 lbs). These pumpkins, along with the assorted other crops, grow with, on and around the remains of the 1969 fairgrounds, creating a mazelike arrangement of plant life. The average height of the "walls" within SCP-097 is 1.6 metres, though this may vary from year to year.
Between April and November each year, the area within SCP-097 has produced a number of anomalous phenomena ranging from benign to implicitly aggressive. To date, seventeen Agents have been severely maimed within SCP-097, eight having died. See Event Log SCP-097 for a brief listing of recorded phenomena.
Addendum - Historical Note: Prior to the construction of SCP-097's containment wall, instances of what are now known as SCP-2171-1 were occasionally observed to form fragmented 'walls', and at one point a near-complete ring, of 2171 around SCP-097's area of effect. This behavior ceased following the containment wall's completion. The purpose and implications behind this interaction are as of yet unknown.
Effects of SCP-097 on Children: In addition to its immediate effects outlined in Event Log SCP-097, SCP-097-01 appears to produce an undetectable signal towards children in an undetermined range. For clarity, "children" will refer to individuals up to the age of 8 10.

Beginning in early April, civilian children within SCP-097's undefined range may be overcome with somnambulism on clear nights. Affected children will move around their homes, stopping to face closed doorways for several seconds before moving to the next nearest doorway, eventually returning to bed. At first, this behaviour will occur only once a week, beginning with only the doors on a single floor. This sleepwalking will become more frequent, by mid-August happening every night. If forcibly awoken at any time during these episodes, they will scream for several seconds before succumbing to a degree of confusion. After an affected child is awoken in this manner, the effect will cease, and the child will never show any further signs of SCP-097's influence.

Over the course of two to three months, these episodes will become more thorough, affected individuals seeking out each doorway inside their home, as well as those on their household's property, such as garages, car doors, and fence gates; eventually, they will begin visiting the front doors of neighbours. Beginning in September, affected children who have remained undisturbed during these episodes will begin to remain outside at sunrise, laying on grass near their homestead and returning to full REM sleep. Affected children may recall dreams centering around autumn activities.

Between September 1st and November 1st, if the affected children have not been awoken during the preceding sleepwalking episodes, they will cease the previously established activity during the sleepwalk, and instead begin to walk directly towards SCP-097's location. They will travel over fields and down secondary roads, steadily moving towards SCP-097. Local geography consists mostly of undeveloped Foundation-owned property, facilitating uninterrupted travel. Upon arrival at SCP-097, an affected child will sit down before SCP-097-01 and begin singing unidentifiable gibberish as music begins to play. While a number of instruments have been recorded, simple drums and pipes are the most consistently encountered.

After several minutes, childlike entities will crawl out from tangled flora, or break out of larger pumpkins within SCP-097. The children will be wearing whatever they were last seen with, most often pyjamas or similar clothing. Many of these entities match those children known to be lost to SCP-097-01.

The entities will surround the affected civilian child, dancing and singing in a circle as SCP-097-01 begins to emit dim light. The affected child will awaken, normally expressing a great deal of terror; the instant any vocalization is produced, the entities will swarm and kill the child. Methods used are different in each instance, but usually involve dismemberment or strangulation. At this point, any and all efforts to interrupt the entities will fail, whether through breakdown of equipment, sudden intangibility of the subjects, or express violence on the part of SCP-097.

After the death of the affected child, SCP-097-01 will split open and the entities will hurl the remains into it, before climbing in themselves. SCP-097-01 will then close, and the music will stop.

Before the containment wall was erected, at least ██ children between the ages of 3 and 10 are known to have been lost to SCP-097. See Event Log SCP-097 for current examples of SCP-097's behaviour.

Mankind in its present state has been around for a quarter of a million years, yet only the last 4,000 have been of any significance.
So, what did we do for nearly 250,000 years? We huddled in caves and around small fires, fearful of the things that we didn't understand. It was more than explaining why the sun came up, it was the mystery of enormous birds with heads of men and rocks that came to life. So we called them 'gods' and 'demons', begged them to spare us, and prayed for salvation.
In time, their numbers dwindled and ours rose. The world began to make more sense when there were fewer things to fear, yet the unexplained can never truly go away, as if the universe demands the absurd and impossible.
Mankind must not go back to hiding in fear. No one else will protect us, and we must stand up for ourselves.
While the rest of mankind dwells in the light, we must stand in the darkness to fight it, contain it, and shield it from the eyes of the public, so that others may live in a sane and normal world.

We secure. We contain. We protect.
— The Administrator

The sun was setting slowly in the west. The multiplse colors in the sky was a mariad of happiness in the boy`s eyes.
The black haired boy blinked his blue eyes when he saw the other 100 children with curiosity, sadness and wrath in their eyes he looks away and looks at the front where he sees a big Forest.
Hiro looked around himself and exclaimed in his mind "Woooow its real im in Akame Ga Kill! Right now im going to the Gifnora Forest its a large forest in which one hundred children were put through the elimination test to become the Empire`s assassins."
As he looked around he saw in the front a middle-aged man with blond hair and green Eyes. He had a small beard and he wore a white shirt with black pants and a red scarf.
Hiro looked at him and says in his mind "That is Gozuki if I recall right he is right now the wielder for the One-Cut Killer: Murasame a Teigu that had the power to kill by simply inflicting a single scratch on its victims."
"He will train me if I am one of the Elite Seven I recall that the Elite Seven was led and coached by Gozuki, who took the strongest seven of the survivors of the forest exam as his proteges and trained them in the assassin`s trade, having them refer to him as "father" and considering them his childrin in return, but will discard them should they fail him."
"What a cruel man I need to give my best in the Forest I should try to kill some kid to absorb his Energy to strengthen myself because I need to get a good start to get better then the Orginal Elite seven."
As Hiro thought about his goals for now he was startled as we stopped walking
Gozaki turned around with a middle-aged man and loudly said "You 100 children will get through the Forest to the other side if you want to stay alive! If someone just tries so turn around to run we are going to kill them."
Just as he said that some mans that looked like Guards come and encircled us that if we try to run we would instantly die.
Instantly some Children began to cry and exclaimed "I want back to my mom ,Please come back daddy!!!" as Hiro thought about the situation calm "thats life in Akame Ga Kill without strength... Im going to be the strongest and won`t die!"
With eyes like Ice he looks around and sees a chest where clothes are and Knifes.
He instantly run forward to take 2 knifes and a mantle.
Just as he took them he sees a Children try to run away but gets instantly pierced through the heart with a Spear.
As the children began louder to cry Gozuki began to scream "DONT CRY YOU SHITTY KIDS IF YOU DONT STOP YOU ARE GOING TO DIE LIKE THAT PIECE OF TRASH!"
As he pushed his Killing Intent on the Children that were paralyzed and not a word could escape out of their mouth.
Gozuki looked at the kids and saw a Child that went forward and took a mantle and 2 Knifes and thought "mh im going to take him if hes still alive he is staying calm and thinking about the situation rationaly for a child hes not bad."
As he thought that he said "Take a Knife and a mantle and its going to start if you are going to starve or trying to get through the Forest its your choice! Its BEGINNING NOW!
Hiro instantly runs into the Forest to get a Point ahead
The other children saw Hiro running forward and they panicked and started to get a Knife and a mantle to start too.
Hiro stops after some minutes and looks around him and saw a monster that looks like a Dog
"WAAW WAAW" said the Gifnora Dog
As he summoned his 2 Daggers and concentrates on the dog, the dog charges toward my direction in a rage as I clicked my tongue in annoyance as I parry the dog with one of the Knifes I noticed  fast that the force of the dog would push me back so I tried to evade as the dog Bites some flesh of my arm
My resolve fell until I grit my teeth, I refused to lose to a Fucking Dog. I want to be strong to fight stronger opponents how could I die now?
My resolve returned greater than before as I dodged his bite, the grin in my face grew at the challenge to kill the dog as my left hand pushed to block with my Knife as the right hand slit through the dog with greater speed than before.
The grin on my face widened almost as far as his eyes did as he looked at the corpse of the dog.
With my "monster knife"  I absorb the Energy of the monster as I try to put the Energy from the Knife to the Hand through my entire body to strengthen it.
After 5 minutes I glance at my hands and push my hands and jump in the air to notice that i feel lighter and more strength in my body.
*groowl*
"well that is a negative point of the Teigu.. That i get hungry from the Energy but its okay as I got some wood to make a fire to eat the dog.
Just as I wanted to eat I heard a "AHHHH""PLEASE DONT EAT ME", tzk I hide behind a big tree to see a big monster plant eat a children
I made a digusted face.
What a filthy monster.
I saw a children look with hope at me but I just looked at him like I see a ant as i saw him getting eating by the monster.
As I saw that I noticed that I didn`t feel anything different to see him getting eating.
I see him like a Ant in my past life I wouldn't care if I would kill a Ant and have any regrets to kill it mh, maybe its coming from the Talent? I need to check it out.
I wanted to turn around to walk silent back to my camp to go eat but just as I wanted to go I saw 2 girls one with long black hair and black eyes and the other girl with short black hair in a twintail style and black eyes.
I saw them fight a Dog monster  one of the girls sees a children gets eaten and says "They`re being Eaten..." as the other Girl says It`s Alright your Big sis is with you. Just as she said that a dog Monster came from behind and bites at the girl with short hair, the girl with the long hair exclaimes "KUROME!!" as she pushes her knife through the dogs neck. Just as she wanted to get help her get up I saw another dog come from behind her as I run forward to hit the Dog with a punch, as the dog gets knocked away I throw the Iron knife through the Dog`s head.
I walk to the girls as I saw them hug each other "Hey are you okay? My name is Hiro.
Akame: Thank you for your help, my name is Akame she is my sister Kurome.
Thank you says Kurome
I chuckled as I said to them want to come with me to eat something? After that we can walk together through the forest its better than being alone.
Akame looks at Kurome and sees that she looks at herself so she looks at me and says : Mh, sure
"Training these Kids will take nearly ten years."
"Will the Empire even last that long?"
As Gozuki said that the middle-aged man said: "No matter how rotten it is, a Great Empire that`s lasted thousand years will not fall apart that easily."
"We expect great results from your Training for this we`ve even prepared a fake Village".
...Oh! There`s three of them at once this time
"Look at the two girls how Intimate, the boy just walks at the front.
The middle-aged man says
"Well done, making it through."
You`ve passed the examination. Go reveice our Treatments.
"We did it! We passed, Kurome."
"Yeah! Thanks, Big Sis."
I just walk in the front and said nothing as I walk to the tent to get my treatment I thought how stupid of the 2 of them to say something like that in the front of them no wonder they get seperated.
"Here are the results of the Examination."
"Kurome`s Kill-Rank is No.9"
"Akame`s Kill-Rank is No.8"
"Hiro`s Kill-Rank is No.2"
"Its impressive that you were able to attain this rank while protecting your sister, Akame."
"You two Sisters will reveive your Training seperately."
"Akame and Hiro come with me."
" Kurome you will be going to the Empire"
As I thought just like cannon. Its normal we`re going to be trained as assassins not some guards.
Akame and Kurome struggled to seperate but at the end they seperated through force and promises that they would meet again.

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