Just stories written while im on the toilet or in the restroom in general

The summer passed in a haze of work and two close calls when Aaron was in the area but before she knew it, Keeley stood in front of her dorm building with two suitcases and her father in tow. 

It was time for her to move in because school started the following day. They used her recently acquired student ID card to pick up the key downstairs before lugging her things up to the third floor. 

As a freshman, she would be living in a traditional style dorm with no kitchen and a communal bathroom. 

Her room consisted of two beds, two desks, two dressers, a mini fridge, and a microwave. It was long, skinny, and had a single window located between the two beds. 

She decided to claim the right side of the room and asked her dad to set down the box of school supplies and wall decorations that he was carrying to help her set up a little. 

"Where do you want this?" he asked, holding out a few sheets of flower wall decals. 

She looked up from where she was putting away clothes and squinted at them. 

"Oh, I'll deal with those later. I want to spread them out across my half of the room evenly. Could you start organizing school supplies on my desk? I have a little plastic storage box with drawers for them." 

"Sure thing, honeybun. Where's your backpack? Do you need any to go in there too?"

"The notebooks should already be in there but I have a little pencil case. If you could put a couple of pens, pencils, and an eraser in it I'd appreciate it!"

Keeley did not have nearly enough room in this dresser for all of her clothes, as suspected. It was a good thing she only brought seasonal items and could go home to swap things out in her bedroom in Brooklyn anytime she wanted. It would still be warm for another month or so before she had to break out the fall outfits. 

After unpacking nearly everything she decided to do the decorations herself and sent her dad off with a hug and kiss on the cheek, promising to come visit him the following Sunday and make dinner. He hugged her tightly and told her to call him after her first day to tell him how it went. 

Just like that, he was gone and Keeley was left alone in her new home. She finished setting up the corkboard on her desk with a few photos on it and was working on spreading out the decals of roses, daisies, and leaves around when the door opened. 

A petite Hispanic girl with curly hair stood in the doorway with three large suitcases. 

"Hi!" she greeted with a Spanish accent. "I'm Valentina Benavente. Nice to meet you!"

Keeley set her decals on the bed and hurried over to help her with her bags. "I'm Keeley Hall. Here, let me take something."

Valentina smiled gratefully. "Thank you. Have you been here long?"

"Only about an hour. My dad helped me move in. Do you have anyone with you? If you don't I can help you unpack."

"I would appreciate that! I'm here alone; my parents sent me off at the airport in Lima. I want to go to an American medical school before going back home and opening up a practice," Valentina disclosed cheerfully. 

She had been here less than two minutes had been smiling the entire time.  

"Oh, you're from Peru? That's so cool! I've lived in New York City my entire life but I've always wanted to travel," Keeley said as she finished putting up the wall decals before helping her new roommate. 

"You will have to show me all of the good places around here then."

"Sure!"

They happily chatted about their expectations for their first year of college as they set up the room and discovered that they would be taking a lot of the same science classes in the future because their majors had a fair amount of overlap. They even shared the same introductory biology class this semester.

 Keeley was thrilled to meet such a friendly person right off the bat. 

Once the room was set up, it was about dinner time so they headed to the main dining hall nearby. Valentina was fascinated by all the different types of food and asked tons of questions. 

The dining hall was similar to a buffet but not quite. There were several stations offering different meal plates that could be chosen at will, plus a dessert bar that also boasted an assortment of cereal and a waffle maker for breakfast. 

Keeley got a plate of chicken with mashed potatoes and green beans plus a blueberry muffin. Valentina wanted to try a bit of everything and got plates from multiple stations, making her roommate laugh. 

"Slow down there, friend. You'll be able to try everything by the time the school year ends. I guarantee you'll be sick of the repetition at some point." 

She remembered how tiring the meal plan got back at Boston University. They had a rotation of different meals every two weeks but that was still not a lot of variety to last two semesters. It was such a relief when she moved out of the freshman dorms into an apartment that had a kitchen. 

Valentina was a bit sheepish. "You are probably right…but I have never seen this much American food in one place before."

Keeley clapped a hand on her shoulder. 

"Don't worry, you'll get acclimatized soon enough. I have to ask…have you ever had pizza? Or a hot dog?"

"No?"

"I'll have to take you to the best places around here then!" A thought struck her. "Oh, do you have a job?"

The other girl nodded. "Yes, I have a work visa to be a TA for an upper level Spanish class in the linguistics department."

That was good. Eating out in the city was not cheap. 

"That sounds a lot nicer than my job," she said with a laugh. "I work at a Burger Barn."

"I have never had a hamburger before. Should I get one from Burger Barn?"

"Nah, you'd be better off getting a higher quality burger somewhere else. We're meant to be cheap, fast, and easy but not necessarily good. I'll take you to a nice burger place, don't worry!"

By the end of the dinner, Keeley felt like she had made a new friend. Back in their dorm, someone knocked on their door asking if they wanted to come down to the rec center and join the ping pong tournament going on. 

They decided to do it since there was nothing better to do and ended up meeting a fair number of their neighbors that way. Dorm life had officially begun and Keeley loved it.

Keeley, a simple plain Jane, hits the jackpot.  [No, she did not win the lottery!]  At least that's what she thinks when she marries the most eligible bachelor in New York City: Aaron, a wealthy cold-hearted heartthrob and Tycoon. 

She wants to show the world that she deserves her position and bends over  backward to fit into his world.

One beautiful day, Aaron hands her a document asking her to sign.  A divorce paper...

"She's pregnant, and I need to take responsibility."

That is the last thing that keeps on playing in her mind before she takes her last breath.

Keeley dies, a 'hit and run'. [End of story.  Not!]

For some unexplainable reason, she wakes up as her younger self.  A young high school girl, around the time when she first meets her cheating husband.

Remembering her life with Aaron before she died, she makes a promise to herself that she will do everything in her power to avoid him at all costs.

Will she be able to keep her promise when Aaron has his own plans as well, specifically for her?  Or will she repeat history and fall for him once more...

Why not journey with me and find out the truth behind their story.

John and George were donning their mining gear and uniform to join the coal miners during their mining operation underground the tunnel. George brought several bottled water, biscuits and cookies as well as chocolates to eat a snack inside the tunnel.

"Are you sure you don't want to join us underground, Ramon?" asked John again.

Ramon shook his head. "I have fear of confined spaces Boss, and they call it Claustrophobia. I will pass this time."

"George, you take care of our boss down there!" he said to his fellow bodyguard.

"Don't worry, I will take care of Boss John!" he said excitement glowing in his eyes as if he is about to enter the most exciting adventure in his lifetime.

Ramon grinned at George. "You are carrying a huge backpack full of foods! Are you going into a picnic?"

George smiled. "Boy Scout is always prepared and ready!" he said laughing.

John distances himself away from the crowd of miners and called Catherine in his cell phone.

"Hi John my love...," she greeted him giggling at the other end.

John released a wide smile feeling happy to hear her voice teasing him.

"What are you doing, Cath?" he asked in a gentle loving voice.

"Dreaming of you, hehehe," she laughed.

John broke into a chuckle. "Really? What kind of dreams you had of me?"

"Hmmm...naked dreamssss of you and me....," she whispered in a seductive voice.

John bit his lower lip. "Tell me what you are wearing now?"

Catherine laughed hard. "Hahaha, John you are getting horny!"

Her flirtatious laughter continues echoing in his ears.

John becomes serious, he was indeed feeling horny just listening to her teasing. But he has some work to do.

"Catherine, I called you today because I may not able to call you later. I'm going with the boys in the tunnel underground. I will do some inspection there regarding the safety of the miners, so I will just call you after I get out of the tunnel. Take care on your way home," he said.

"Oh, okay. I love you John!" she said.

"I love you more than words can say. You mean the world to me, Catherine. Always remember that!"

"Awww, you're so sweet, John! I miss you more! Come back home soon," she uttered the words lovingly.

"Okay, see you soon Catherine. Bye for now, you take care of yourself!"

"Bye John! Kisss...mwuahhh!"

Their conversation ended.

John dropped his cell phone in his pants pocket and sauntered towards the waiting miners.

"Everyone is ready?" he asked.

The miners answered 'Yes' in chorus.

They started piling in towards the opening of the tunnel's entrance. One by one the miners disappeared inside the dark tunnel. The last person to enter the tunnel was John and George, Ramon waved at them before they vanished from the entrance.

Ramon turned around and walked towards the few trees that scattered the area and sat down on one of the barks of the mahogany tree, enjoying the calm and soothing cool breeze blowing around him. Several miners were also sitting under the trees seeking shelter from the sweltering heat of the sun, they were chatting to each other not far away from him.

...

John walked alongside with George inside the tunnel, there is a holding area 20 meters away from the entrance where they saw a long conveyor belt that originates from the entrance and extended into the entire length of the tunnel which is 3 miles long. The mine ventilation is also in place to provide the flow of air and regulate the temperature inside the tunnel.

The type of mining they have right now is the blasting mining which is the older practice that uses explosive or dynamite to break up the coal beads and after the blast coals were being loaded into the conveyor belt that would bring the coal outside the tunnel.

There was also removable roof support to prevent the roof from crumbling down while the miners are removing coals to load into the conveyor belt.

From the holding area, they walked for another one kilometer inside and they came into a dead end of the west side of the tunnel. Some of the miners start digging holes into the wall and attaching dynamite explosives into the holes, the dynamites were being connected to one another by wires for continues, efficient and timely blasting.

The removable roof consists of hard concrete steel the size of a table, about ten of them were being positioned above the coal miners head in order to prevent the roof from falling once the wall will start crumbling from the explosion.

John and George were watching the miners at work with curiosity in their eyes.

Done with all the wiring being connected successfully, they step further away from the wall into a safer distance. Then the miner who holds the control starts pushing the button and there it goes the explosives were being detonated and the explosion was like fireworks during New Year celebration and then the wall collapsed...sending dust everywhere, they have covered their nose with mask and safety glasses for their eyes.

Fifteen minutes later when the fog already settled the miners were busy loading the fragments of the coals from the ground into their cart and loaded it to the conveyor belt.

George watched the miners activity with interest and a sense of admiration with their chosen profession.

John watched the miners under narrowed eyes.

The dangers are lurking everywhere in this tunnel and the imminent danger is about the roof collapsing above their head an accident may happen anytime, John thought to himself.

The miners were done with their work, they start retracing their steps back into the holding area, but before they can go on further, the ground shook beneath them, signaling of an earthquake! a strong one because the ceiling starts to shower them with stones and some of the roofs few meters behind them were already collapsing!

"Run!'

"Run back into the safety of the removable roofs!" John barked his orders. They all run back under the protection of the removable steel roof. They huddled around each other like scared rats. Horror and shocks were plastered on their faces.

The nightmare is not over yet!

They watched in trepidation when the walls and roofs were crumbling around them trapping them under the removable steel roof...

They become silent...

"Were dead!"

"We're going to be buried here!" cried the others.

The majority were too frightened to even utter a single word.

John exhaled air as he scanned the frightened faces of the miners around him, he himself was feeling afraid that they might never come out alive! He and George were looking at each other's eyes.

"Boys calm down! We won't die here! Gather the foods and the bottled water in the center, anything and everything that can be used, bring it up! We need all the things we can use for survival. If we can stay alive in the next three days then we might have a big chance of survival," said John in a calmer voice.

"Chances are, the people above us were already planning a way how to rescue us. What we need right now is to stay strong, stay sane and stay calm," he continues.

The miners gathered all their belongings in the center, John inspected the foods and water supply, at least they can sustain them temporarily for a few days. They just have to ration the foods to make them last longer.

He sighed deeply. This is going to be the darkest moments of his life next to Dahlia's murder and passing. He sat down beside George.

"This is the time to keep calm and think for survival not to panic," said John.

"I agree Boss!" replied George.

"Shall we start digging now, Boss?" asked one of the miner.

"No! not yet. We don't know if there's an aftershock or another earthquake coming. All we have to do is sit down and calmed our nerves."

John counted them all, there are a total of twenty-five people trapped underground including him. He roamed his eyes around the area, if they start digging, the floor and the wall might collapse further and they will be buried underground before the rescue team can even reach them.

He closed his eyes and started praying to God.

{COMPLETED} The twin sisters, Catherine and Caroline, robbed an old ancestral house out of  pressing necessity. Unfortunately they were caught empty handed by the owner himself and his bodyguards. 

To avoid jail time, Catherine offered her body to the owner in exchange for their freedom.

What happened next...?

A tumultuous, intense and passionate love story between Catherine and the owner named John began to take shape in each chapters of the story.

~~~~~

For John, his first encounter with Catherine was embroiled with lust, not proper and wasn't even built on a solid ground. He thought he already lost her. But he nurtured and kept her memory alive in his mind. How many times he was willing to chase the woman he loves?

For Catherine, she met John for the first time in a cruel stroke of destiny. He ravaged her body for two nights straight. But he left a lasting impression on her. He was her first kiss, the first guy she was physically intimate with. But he wasn't even her boyfriend! He was just a stranger that appeared in her life once, but the imprint he left on her body, his gentleness and his generosity was bound to hunt her forever. How long she can deny the true beating of her heart?

In another time their path was destined to cross again...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*** This novel is controversial, gripping and mind engaging! But more importantly you will be amazed of one man's enduring love for one woman 'till the very end. It's rare to find a guy who's love for a woman can endure the test of time...

*** The novel contains smut, steamy scenes but done in good taste, lol. Btw. you can skip chapter with steamy scenes, not all chapter has smut theme though.

*** This novel is for Adults only! For mature readers and audiences, lol. Only 18+ above please! Thank you. 

*** If you don't like the novel, please don't bash the novel and the Author. This is a work of fiction, although some of the events and scenes in the story happens in real life...still everything in this story was a work of fiction, please don't take it personally. Thank you!



~My Other novels in this site~

* The Last Embrace~ Vampire Fantasy Romance, 472 chapters, completed.
* Sweet Surrender: The CEO's Second Wife~ ongoing.
* The Tale of Three Sisters ~ ongoing.

      Gray found himself in an unfamiliar bar when he looked around.
      Looking at his hand, there was a skin trauma in his palm and a computer-like pattern Glowing.
      Gray knew this should be his luck in disaster, which triggered the ability that has never been activated. However, now it's not the time to study his ability.
      A glance, there are other people in the bar with him, and it looks like they are fighting.
      some held a gun, some raised their hands for surrender, and a man was nailed to the table with a dagger.
      "What is this place? What is the situation?" At this time, Gray's heart is in panic.
      I was just between life and death, and I came to this inexplicable place in the blink of an eye.
      In fact, it wasn't just Gray who's in confusion. The other people in this bar were staring at Gray with a look of coercion.
      Obviously, they have noticed the appearance of Gray.
      A huge vortex suddenly appeared in the void, and Gray emerged from the vortex.
      "I will kill both of you, you monsters!" Just as the two sides were forced to a dead end, the man who holds the pistol suddenly yelled, his finger rested on the trigger, and the gun was pointed at Gray.
      There was a gunshot and blood-spattered.
      Although Gray made a dodge action quickly, he still felt severe pain on his left shoulder. At the same time, a bloody hole appeared on his shoulder, and blood flowed...
      However, as the gunshots sounded, there was a flash of anger in the eyes of the man who holds the dagger next to him, the dagger was pulled out, then he throws the dagger, directly penetrating the throat of the gunman.
      after killing the gunman he waved his hand, under his control, this dagger turned in the air, killing the other two men.
      "Awakener?", covering his shoulder, Gray watched this man kill three people in one breath, and was able to manipulate the dagger at will, was thinking in his heart.
      "Are you also a mutant?" the man who controlled the dagger came to Gray asking while looking at him.
      directly, he looked at Gray's shoulder and said, "I just used my ability to control the speed of the bullet. Although I couldn't stop it, your wound should not be serious."
     ......
      Half an hour later, in a hotel room.
      Gray and the man entered the room. After talking with each other along the way, Gray had an idea about his current environment. although it sounds ridiculous he may have entered X-man World. After all, only this movie has mutants.
      on the way to this hotel, Gray also saw that this is a world without zombies, and this also proves that he is not in the original world.
      After Gray sat down, the man who controls the dagger put down his bag and took out tools such as gauze, alcohol, and pliers.
      "Right, your name is Eric?" Gray asked, looking at the man.
      At this time his mind became clear, and he asked the man's name to make sure of his thoughts.
      "Yes," the man named Eric nodded
      The preparations were almost done, he came to Gray's side and began to treat the wound on his arm.
      Indeed, as he said, the gunshot wound was actually not serious. Through the blood hole in the arm, you can still see the existence of the bullet head. Such a gunshot wound is nothing.
      As Eric said he used his ability to slow down the bullet, So it wasn't that serious.
      [Ding!!: found a removable storage device.]
      As Eric start treating the gunshot on his shoulder, the moment he touched Gray a picture appeared inside Gray's mind suddenly.
      This is a computer desktop-like screen, At the same time, a notification popped up in the lower right corner.
      "What's happening with my ability?" This picture appeared, and Gray naturally knew that it was related to his ability to awaken.
      thinking Carefully, the reason for triggering my ability because of the computer that sucked into my palm. So, is his ability related to the computer?
      There was a wound on the palm of the hand, which should have been scratched when I fall, now there was only dried blood.
      so to say the condition of awakening my own ability is contaminating the computer with blood?
      I myself have entered the X-Men movie. The movie is of course related to the computer, and the screen that appears in my mind is also related to the computer.
      Found the notification of the removable storage device, isn't this the notice that will appear only when put into the computer a flash memory or the mobile hard disk?
    Gray is naturally curious about his awakened ability and needs to study it.
      Due to the idea, Gray opened the "my computer" in his computer icon, and he found it similar to the ordinary computer, with four large disks C, D, E, and F.
      However, except for the C drive, the other three disks are gray and can't be clicked.
      Entering his own C drive, Gray can see a lot of file information in it, and after browsing around, he can find that all of it is genetic information of his body.
      Normal computer C drive generally stores system files, but my C drive stores genetic information?!!!
      This is a very tropical metaphor. This is my own body information. Is it displayed on the computer?
      After browsing around, Gray withdrew from his C drive.
      In addition to his four major disks, Gray also found that there are four other major disks, which are different from his own. These four disks show removable disks, just like a removable hard disk inserted into a normal computer.
      The same, the last three disks are also in an inoperable gray state, only one disk can be opened.
      Gray took a look at Eric, who took out the bullet head and bandaged his wound. in his heart, he understands for who the four removable disks belong to.
      It seems that it is not just a computerized display of my own body, but also others.
      Opening Eric's C drive, Gray can see that it also contains a lot of gene file information, which is not much different from his own. After all, even if there is a difference between human and human genetic information, so the difference is also Not big.
      [Manipulation of metal magnetic field mutant genes]
      When Gray was browsing Eric's genetic files, suddenly, a completely different file caught his attention.
      The name of this file also confirmed a certain conjecture in Gray's heart.
      The X-Men movie world, a mutant who can control metals, is also called Eric.
      Is this guy really Magneto?!!!!
      "Hmm? Wait...".
      When Gray looked at this completely different genetic file and determined Eric's identity, suddenly, an absurd idea flashed through his mind.
      when using the normal computer, the files in the removable disk can be copied and pasted when inserted in the computer, that is to say....!
      This file should theoretically be copied to your C drive, right?
      After thinking about it, Gray copied the gene with a 10GB file and pasted it to his C drive.
      After confirming, a progress bar for file copying also appears.
      "Well, this injury is not serious, it should be healed in a few days", not long after, Eric's treatment for Gray has been completed, when Eric released his hand, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
      [The removable disk is safely removed]
      As Eric let go, a notice appeared on the computer screen, the progress bar for copying and pasting was also interrupted.
      "It seems that if you want to copy other people's genes, you must maintain the physical contact state? Yes, the copying of computer files also needs to be inserted with a USB disk."
      After Eric let go, the replication was interrupted, the removable disk in the computer disappeared, and Gray understood the reason.

[Ding: discovering a removable storage device]
　　
Wandering the major film and television dramas, anime, and even novels, when Gray touches others, a computer operation page automatically appears in his mind.
　　
The four large disks hide their own genes, skills, memories, and ........, Gray can copy other people's files to his own disks.
　　
       Does Magneto have mutant genes? copy.
       Dose Luffy use Haki use skills? copy.
　　Advanced theory of magician? copy.
       hmmm is that [Shadow Extraction] and [Save Shadow], [Flame Mantra] [Purple Demon Eye]? All copy!!
........................................................................................................

Yes Yes, the author stole the first couple of chapters and the main idea from someone else (.....BUT.....) The real author's story starts from the second vol. 

I hope you like it !!!

Kitty snuggled in Leo's chest and relaxed her body. "Today I managed to get the tiger sketched on the wall and set up the room how I would like it to be. I will need to show you where everything is so that when you go to use the room you will know where everything is in the room." Kitty closed her eyes and kept herself awake. 
"I would like to know where everything is in the room. I bet the sketches will look amazing on the wall after you are done. Did you bring your book upstairs with you? I almost thought that you would want to read it right away but instead, I didn't really give you an option to read the book." Leo ran his hand through her hair. 
"It's still on the couch downstairs but I do not think that anyone in the house will move the book or even steal it. I trust the people here. How was work, I know you said that you had a meeting today? How did that go?" Kitty looked up to Leo's head and looked into his eyes. 
"My meeting went rather well. I have taken over and the hunters are taking it rather well. There were a few hunters that have to requested to only do monitoring missions and one that had requested to still be on hunts. I got a detailed report about a target that was being followed so I asked that individual if they wanted to keep doing this kind of work. I do need to go back to work tomorrow and I will be borrowing Ketan so I will ask that Carlos and Cindy stay home tomorrow. I know that it is the weekend but I have to go to Valdis's houses and search for anything that should not be there. I will have Ketan help me pack up the removable items. Asurlon is looking to see if he had any properties that were not mentioned to the association so that we can make sure that the chemical can not be used anymore. There is a chance that he may escape so I want to get this completed as soon as possible." Leo sighed, "I do not trust that Valdis doesn't have help on the inside. It's only a matter of time before he escapes."
"It sounds like you had a rough time but at least you are getting this done as soon as possible. I do think that you are correct in that assumption and I think you have made the right choices. There has to be a reason why you have not decided to execute him. I feel that it is not an easy thing to do but you are on the right path." Kitty sat up and got off the bed. "I will be right back." Kitty walked to the bathroom.
"Thank you, my love. I will get up and start getting dressed as well." Leo got out of bed and collected both of their clothing. He placed her clothes on the bed and then slipped into his black jogging pants that he had pulled from the dresser. He stepped into the bathroom and ran some warm water in one of the two sinks. He watched Kitty in the mirror as she brushed her hair. He took the brush from her and brushed her hair gently. He got out all the knots in her smooth hair and then quickly braided her hair. "There that is much better for you, my sweet."
Kitty blushed and looked at him in the mirror behind her. She caught his eye and then leaned into his embrace. "Thank you, Darling. I love the way you take care of me unconditionally. I didn't need help doing my hair but it is nice that you did it for me." 
"I would do it all over again if it makes you that happy but we do not have enough time before the others come looking for us to have dinner. We have had some fun. When you are dressed, let's go back to the living room where you may read and I can check my emails but also check the new hunt system I made. Too much work brought home. Oh, I almost forgot that I brought some papers home with me. I need to go over them and I was hoping to have you sort through them with me." Leo released her and then wrapped his arm around her waist. 
Kitty followed Leo back to the room and saw her clothes on the bed. She got dressed back into her pants but grabbed a clean pair of panties. She went to the closet and pulled out a deep green shirt that had blue flowers along the left side of the body. She put that shirt on and pulled the braid out from under the shirt she turned and looked at Leo. "Alright, let's go get that done. I will help you sort through those papers but where did you find them and how are they important?"
Leo walked up to her and gave her a light kiss on the lips, "you look stunning. As for the papers, I am almost one hundred percent sure that they were something that Valdis was hunting for. I found them in an office hidden under a filing cabinet. I took them before he started tearing apart the room. I have not had the time to look at them so I locked them away in my new desk then held the meeting just to be on the safe side. So I don't know the complete significance of the papers." Leo pulled out a black t-shirt and put it on. He wrapped his arm around her waist and lead her down to the living room. 
Kitty let Leo lead her to the living room happily. Kitty looked down at the table and noticed that Leo had the file full of papers and his work laptop on the table. "Is that the file?" Kitty reached out and opened the file to the first page. She skimmed through the first page and it was a regular hunt from what she could tell. She flipped to the next page and noticed a slight difference in the writing. She skimmed through the file and saw that it had been altered from the first report that she read. Kitty sat down and flipped to the middle of the stack. She stopped on the names on the pages and her hand trembled a little.
Leo looked down at what she saw when he noticed that she was trembling. He read what the report said and was shocked as that was the original report that was supposed to be entered into the system. "Finding this is a blessing. I could not prove that the system had been altered when I first entered the hunter's association. Asurlon said that one day I would find concrete proof and that is when I would be able to convict those that took place in the alteration of the hunter files. If my parents' files are in there then there is a high possibility that your parents will be in there as well."
Kitty looked up at Leo and had tears running down her cheeks, "Darling, Finally we can avenge your parents. These files will prove that the did not need to die. I really liked Sandra and Robert. They were my other parents I trusted them and I was so close to helping them to achieve what they wanted." 
Leo put his laptop down and started to consol Kitty by hugging her, "this is going to be a hard question but do you think you could tell me what exactly was the purpose of the meeting you guys were going to have?"


Will she hunt him or will he hunt her? Kitty is a demon with powers beyond belief. She goes through life alone and has suffered many losses but nothing could prepare her for falling for someone who is meant to hunt and kill her kind. Leo a hunter sworn to change the paths of the hunter association must make the choice of hunting the one whom has captured his heart or turning his back on his way of life. 

Neither of them expected that the one night they spent together would change both their lives forever. 

From attraction to the desperate desire of want, this unlikely couple will face all obstacles to fight the systems in place for centuries. The forbidden love of a hunter and his prey. Will Leo and Kitty be able to protect what is theirs or will they lose it all?

My name is Justus Erickson and this is my story. Today has been slow as usual in the restaurant, cleaning dishes and wondering what kinds of people were eating these fancy dishes like lobster and oysters, etc. It is now the end of my shift and the boss is sending me home. Walking outside and heading over to my car, the unexpected happened. I was struck by a bolt of lightning out of no where. There aren't even any clouds in the sky! What the hell! This is what went through my mind before darkness overtook me. Little did I know that my true life was just about to begin. 



I am now awake and am currently laying in a hospital bed. I listen as a nurse talks to a doctor at the foot of my bed. "It's incredible doctor! His hair has grown down passed his shoulders and is now pure silver in color, as well as his eyes. His skin tone has become a healthy golden color from the pale white he originally had, and his height has increased from 6 feet tall to over 6 and a half feet tall! This just goes above and beyond the realm of science. This can't even be explained by science. He was hit directly in the heart by a lightning bolt and instead of dying, his body became the peak of the human male, if not more. After all doctor, we have yet to have him go through stress testing, assuming he is even willing. Oh, look doctor! He is awake already! How incredible.." 



I sat up and made eye contact with the hot nurse and the sexy and mature female doctor, whose name tag I could see said Dr. Mary Sue. Are you kidding? Actual Mary Sue?! Isn't that supposed to just be a bad joke guys like to use? Now a real person with the name has appeared! Anyway, clearing my throat I asked the doctor, "So, from what I hear my physical condition seems to be unusual. Is there anything for me to be worried about? If not, I would really like to go home. Today has been too eventful of a day for me." Looking at me thoughtfully, the doctor held her chin before nodding and saying, "Go on home, if we have anything further that we require from you we shall contact you. Go home and rest." Thanking the doctor and the nurse, I got out of my hospital bed and grabbed the spare change of clothes that they had prepared for me along with my keys and wallet and swiftly made my way for the door. Let's go home.



Finally out of the hospital, I called a cab and had it bring me to my work so that I could retrieve my car. It's just an old 1995 Ford Taurus with black paint and blue flame decals down the sides of the car. Climbing into my car, I turned the key over and started the engine. Home is only three blocks away from Kerrie's Dining Hall. I live in a one bedroom apartment at Cherry Hill Apartments. In no time I have made it home, and walk into apartment number 10 on the second floor. Sprawling myself out on my sofa, I sigh in disbelief and stay this way for a good half an hour or so. However, I have grown curious as the nurses description of my appearance was so far from my original appearance that it sounded like an elaborate prank. Though, now standing in front of my bathroom mirror I stare in disbelief. I stare at the face and body of a god. Because in my mirror I see me wearing some ancient battle armor and lightning flashing in the sky. My eyes have flashes of sparks in them as well in the reflection. Suffice it to say that I have gone catatonic at this point. After all my reflection is just too terrifying and epicly cool at the same time. I am confused, because I feel like I recognize this appearance. Wait a minute.. Thor God of Thunder! Holy crap... Did I somehow become the reincarnation of Thor or like his vessel on Earth or something? This is nuts, so then that makes me a hero or a god. Whichever is the case, I am sure to have godly strength and power over thunder and lightning. This is totally badass!  



Finally calmed down, I walk out of the bathroom and change into my own clothes from my closet. Noticing that my clothes don't fit anymore, I sigh before changing back into the black tee and blue pants that the hospital gave to me. Looks like it is time for a mall shopping trip!

Justus Erickson is just your average joe dish washer, 32 years old this year. He is suffering from massive depression due to a lack of motivation in his life. Now, little did he know that his life is about to change in an absurd way.


Note: I don't own the cover art, I found it on Google.

A beam of sunlight shone through a gap in the curtains and onto Abigael's face, causing her to squirm and bury her head in the pillow. She managed to hold the position for about a minute before moving her head to the side and taking a gasp of air. Squinting, she decided it was too much effort avoiding the light and she may as well get up.
She checked her phone as she rolled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. There  were a bunch of messages from Selena sent sometime yesterday evening.
'Hey girl, where are you?'
'You coming?'
''You okay?'
There was also a missed call.
Abigael started brushing her teeth with one hand while deftly typing a reply with the other.
'Hi, wasn't feeling too great last night. Had a night in. You free today?'
She put the phone by the sink as she hopped in the shower. The warm water washed away the last vestiges of last night's anxiety and made her feel refreshed and more ready to face the challenges of the day. She washed her hair slowly, enjoying the sensation of the frothy bubbles rubbing through her fingers.
Once done, she dried off and chose some cute clothes with bright colours to wear, her mouth curling into a smile as she twirled a few times in front of the mirror. Finishing off with a touch of make up she checked her phone again but was not surprised when she didn't see a reply. Selena was probably still asleep, it was only 9:30 after all.
She grabbed her purse, bright purple to match her outfit, and locked the front door, deciding to grab a bite to eat on the way to the appliance store. The watch had been happily silent since she had turned off the notifications last night, now she could pretend like it didn't exist. She hummed a small tune under her breath, her skirt swishing side to side as she walked and her heels clicking smartly on the stone floor as she made her way to the elevator. Neither her chatty neighbour or that nasty cat seemed to be around and it was a Saturday, the weekend. It looked to be a good day today.
The appliance store was on the basement level of a mall not too far from where she lived. Walking through the glass sliding doors at the entrance of the mall she turned her head as she picked up the scent of toasted sandwiches and coffee coming from a cafe nearby and remembered that she still hadn't had breakfast yet. It wasn't like the appliance store was going anywhere. A relaxed yet sweet looking smile graced her mouth subconsciously as she started deciding whether she should get the cheese toastie or the one with the avocado. 
Ring~
Her phone buzzed as she was waiting to order. It was Selena.
''morning early riser, hope you're feeling better. Sure I'm free today, when and where?'
'Catch up for lunch? I know you can't resist the sweet potato waffle fries at the place by the park.'
' (°π°) Let's go right now! Quick, those fries need me~'
'Haha, you'll have to wait for lunch, I've got to go to the appliance store at the moment.'
'What for? Did you drop your phone?'
'Nah, long story. Tell you over lunch'
'Okey-dokey, see ya soon ❤️'
'See you ❤️'
She shoved her phone in her purse and decided to order the avocado and sundried tomato toastie, she didn't want anything too heavy now as she needed to save room for lunch.
Twenty minutes later and she was wiping the last few crumbs from her mouth with a disposable paper napkin as she rode down the escalator towards the basement level. The appliance store should be just behind the elevator and to the right... 
Reaching the ground, she turned the corner only to find a big boarded up section of wall there with the words [Caution: Renovations in progress] and a sign that said 'Come visit our new and improved store front, coming soon!'
Abigael's relaxed and happy mood was immediately soured. She frowned at the wall, her eyebrows turning down violently. Their website didn't say anything about renovations! She sighed loudly and rolled her eyes in frustration. [Just great, now what am I supposed to do?] Grabbing her phone from her purse she did a quick internet search on her phone for similar stores nearby, home entertainment, electronics, even a key maker, but none of them seemed to be open on a Saturday. The closest shop she could find that was open was on the other side of town.
'HB Ji-Fi, looks like it closes in an hour, I might make it.' She muttered to herself, quickly looking up the price of bus tickets and rushing back up the escalator to the bus stop outside.
Her purse swung wildly as she rushed to get on on the next available bus going in her direction. She cursed her decision to wear her favourite but least practical pair of heels as she clambered on board, swiping her card and standing as close to the bus door as she could. She clutched at her phone nervously, bouncing up and down on her heels as she willed the bus to hurry up, the driver could go a little faster right? He didn't have to stop at every single stop right? There wasn't even any passengers getting off at the last stop, he was driving slow on purpose!
Finally, after two transfers and exactly 47 minutes of anxious waiting the bus arrived at her stop. Abigael dashed off the bus in a mad flurry as soon as the doors were open, earning herself a few startled and amused glances. Heels clopping, she ran wildly down the footpath towards the plaza with the HB Ji-Fi shop she needed, she knew exactly were it was and how long it would take to get from the bus stop to the shop, she had studied the map on her phone intently many times while on the bus ride and knew she could make it, just as long as she didn't get stopped.
The moment the thought went through her mind she crushed it down ruthlessly, a wild fury flaring in the back of her eyes at her own stupidity. Her luck was so terrible that just thinking something like that was sure to cause something to happen. 
She ran full pelt around the corner. There is is!The shop was in sight, just 200 metres away. But before that there was a huge crowd between her and her goal.
Some guy in a suit [What is it with guys in suits, it really gives me a bad feeling] was standing on a removable podium. He was wearing a black T-shirt with the words 'RIGHTS FOR THE POWERLESS' in big red lettering. He was holding a microphone in one hand and a sign in the other, displaying a red 'no' circle with a slash over the top of a black humanoid silhouette with a cape. 
'...what right do they have to rule over our lives? The lives of common people, everyday normal people like us?' he was yelling passionately, 'Are they even considered to be human any more? These "People" so vastly different from us in what they can do. They are treated like heroes but we know, WE KNOW they are the worst villains too!'
'YEAH!' responded the crowd.
'Every choice they make has an impact on the world far greater than themselves but are they bound by the common law like we are? NO!'
'NO!' the crowd shouted.
A sign board was shook a little too vigorously and whacked Abigael on the side of her head, knocking her ponytail askew and snapping her out of whatever had transfixed her to watch the man on the stage.
'Sh!t' She breathed, realising she had just lost two minutes of precious time, she only had five minutes left before the store closed! She quickly tried pushing through the thick mass of people, but there were so many people and they kept yelling so loudly and blocking her vision with signs and flags that she soon became disorientated and realised she wasn't sure which way she was heading in any more.
Her unheard 'Excuse me's slowly turned into shoving and stepping on feet in order to get people to move out of her way as she pushed roughly through to what seemed like the edge of the crowd. Finally, amidst the grumbles if those around her, she reached some store fronts. She decided to try a new approach and carefully made her way around the edge of the crowd. Squeezing around the plaza slowly before she reached HB Ji-Fi just as a retail worker was locking the glass sliding doors.
'Wait!' She called out at the same time as the crowd behind her shouted out another 'NO!' completely drowning out her tiny voice. She ran as fast as she could, rushing right up to the glass door of the shop and knocking frantically as she pressed her nose up onto the glass.
The retail assistant was right there, and stared at her for a few seconds through the glass, his face as blank as paper. Then he turned a key on the wall beside the door and the steel roller shutters started closing.
Abigael was furious, as she stared back intimidatingly into the eyes of the blank looking retail assistant as the roller door slowly closed, fury coating her face.

Abigael was leading a quiet and ordinary citygirl life when by chance she acquired the watch model of the  Pilot Launch Omni-Technical Armour. From that day on she would go on a journey of self discovery and growth as she learnt the truth about the world and even about the PLOT Armour itself.

' wow OMG am l going to travel on a plane....
a PLANE and to China at that l have never rode one before in my entire life or even took a trip to another country to another CONTINENT
from west to east l can't wait to see everything to see the open world ' 
Sirina thought to herself then chuckled softly and whispered " what am I thinking after Internet Innovation, the Spread of Media, Modern Communication, and the Evolution of Photography Techniques everyone can anytime see or search any spot in the earth
Just... still seeing in person has other taste and it's thrilling " ' am l right mother '
she dragged her suitcase to enter the airport
she was here alone and it's her first time to
ever go or do anything beyond the home and school without the company of either her parents .
YES.that was the case
her parents were overprotective that reached a degree of phobia ,too careful and spoiling
but too too much that it turned to some kind of sick ...or overwhelming fear 
l don't know exactly
but luckily her mother was a lot Serious, earnest,stern, sincere and determined and she does not accept anything but as best as possible and she was stubborn and nothing can stop her from doing what she wants so she planted in us self reliance and not waiting for the help of others and not fearing any situation faced and ask boldly about what you don't know these principles were and still great.
so she found her way in getting the visa and finishing the passport progress and so on.
in the waiting hall
she found herself a seat and waited for her flight to come while flipping through a small book about most famous cities in China
" sorry sweetie can you for a sec please_"
said a man as he put his daughter on a high table for the stuff members in the hall and
put his coat on her small legs while hastily trying to contact someone on the phone
" daddy~~"
said the toddler unhappily wants to be carried
" yes yes wait a minute baby..."
" be good l will be right back.ok_"
said the man as hurried a distance to speak to whoever was on phone 
the baby girl pouted sadly and was a bout to cry when suddenly something caught her attention in the coat that belonged to her father and she began playing with it with no one paying attention to her
" waah ah ah someone someone help us ___"
"ah ah look over there" 
" my god ____"
" how is this possible__" 
" where is the security ..... where are they???"
" what are we gonna do..."
suddenly the quiet hall became in chaos and a group of people formed in circle around the high table and they don't know what to do...
Sirina heard the commotion and walked over to see there is a lot people ahead so she asked someone
" excuse me may l know what happened up front ?!!"
" Ooh it's terrible a young girl climbed up the removable ladder beside that high table and sat on the top of the wall ( a wall about 3 meter height not connected to the ceiling )"
" Wwhat "
" yes and they don't know how to get her down" 
Sirina moved fast forward trying to make her way to the girl 
" please let me through "
" excuse me" 
" make way sir. "
as she reached the front she heard screams as the little girl lost balance and got frightened from the noises around and was a bout to fall off the wall
Sirina hurriedly grabbed the ladder from beside the table and put it beside the other side of the wall and steaded it and climbed up in seconds to the top and hastily removed her bracelet with shiny stones and waved it in front of the baby eyes while coaxing her to calm and come to her side
" baby come here~"
" look what is with me~~"
" come on good girl"
the toddler looked over and reached her hand to the bracelet and at the same time dropped
the thing that she played with earlier '' a lighter'' and no-one take notice of it yet
" hehe gimme " 
little girl mumbled aloud
Sirina " yes this way~"
as she going in Sirina direction she missed a footing and about to slip___
"aah"
" ahah look out "
she quickly grabbed her tightly and saved her
as the security and stuff come to the scene 
late the onlookers all had praises for Sirina for her quick wits 
" that was a close one "
" right so l am glad the kid's okay "
" thank god no one hurt " 
" all due to that young miss for her fast response or else....."
Sirina was heaving a breath of relief as she at the girl in her embrace she smirked at her and said " are you gonna grow up to be a trouble maker or Mountain climber ???!!! "
" hahaha " the crowd laughed at her joke and 
the atmosphere began to lighten
when.....
" aah aah "
" someone save me "
' what's next ' Sirina thought to herself tired.

having lived in a very plain simple life from small to big Sirina never ever imagined that the chance to live the life of the explorers and go through adventures , dangers and missions
or that she from normal college student like millions others to be a super rich business woman whom owns a new promising international group that about to shake the market in all middle East and Africa
that chance came from...............
THE SAME sad accident that left her crying in the middle of night for years
but it's a fact in this world
pain and pleasure all come together
so set in her journey all kinds of problems and ordeals along came her best friend princess
Mary and many others that will help her , guide her and love her
and she will have a strong role in everyone love story one way or another
eventually she will meet with her soulmate
and future husband Alex a big leader in the underworld and a CEO of hazel_yun int. group
also the last heir of a large traditional Chinese hidden family.

The tavern was quite ordinary, medieval-fantasy. The wooden house, like all the houses in the village, has two floors, with an extension, a stable and a wide back yard. Inside was a poorly lit room with square, roughly processed wooden tables and three-legged stools of the same quality. One of the walls was a fireplace, now extinct, along the other was the bar with the owner and the door to the office space, and the third - a staircase to the second floor.

 

It was late afternoon, but a couple of people were already lying in a trip under the dirty tables, in the corner was sitting some kind of small girl in a raincoat and a wide hat (swine a magician, mind you!), And to the tables occupied by some companies with trays hurried two rassnochitsy not beautiful, but rather pleasant appearance.

 

Having assessed the situation as quite tolerable, I went to the innkeeper.

 

- Good afternoon, dear. Do you have rooms for the night?

 

- Yes, - he nodded, giving me a look of appreciation. - Silver for a simple, three - with the convenience. Food separately.

 

- And what amenities? - I became interested.

 

"A wash tub, hot water, bed with bedding and a chamber pot," the innkeeper sneered.

 

And then what awaits me in idle time? A pile of straw on the floor interspersed with splinters and saber-toothed bugs ?! Having imagined these joyfully rubbing paws of bugs, I shivered and resolutely slapped in front of the innkeeper three brilliant roundels.

 

- Come with comfort. Do you wear food to the rooms?

 

"Carry it," he nodded, raking up the coins. - Two iron for dinner.

 

"Come on," I agreed, laying out another silver coin. - Then I first have food, and then hot water in the vat.

 

"We'll do it," he nodded, laying a massive brass key with a light green on the table. - Second floor, the last door on the right.

 

Rising to the second floor, I thoughtfully examined the cloves on the key. They were already two! Finding the right door, rather massive by the way, I looked into the wide keyhole and easily saw the whole lock mechanism. Fuck, I'll open it with my finger! It will be necessary to come up with something in terms of security for the night, otherwise they will kill the sleepy, and I will not have time to utter a word.

 

Having turned the key in the lock, I entered the room and closed the door behind me. The room was not very spacious - a bed, a chest and a table with a bow-legged stool. Opening another door in the corner, I found a small room with a wooden bucket, apparently playing the role of a "night pot", and a wooden bandura, similar to a wide barrel with a removable lid. She was tall to me somewhere to the waist.

 

"Amenities fucking ..." I mumbled.

 

On closer examination, the bed was covered with something like a thin mattress, clearly stuffed with straw, and in the corner lay a prickly woolen blanket with suspicious yellowish spots. I hope this is not what I was thinking?

 

Especially my paranoia pleased the window - it was wide, tall, not glazed and shuttered on a simple hook. Moreover, the gap between the shutters was such that this hook from the outside could again be opened even with a finger.

 

No, I definitely didn't like the local security level! Not that I was directly expecting an attack on my precious carcass, but a hero or not? According to all the laws of the genre, at night a beautiful dark elf assassin should get into my window and after a short fight join my harem! By the way, harem, ay? Where are you?

 

Then I remembered what I had seen on the first floor of the "girl-sorceress" and immediately dismissed all unnecessary thoughts from my head. No, no, fuck loli! Fuck the harem! From them the rectum gets out of ass! I'll go better slut take off - no commitment and removal of the brain!

 

By the way, and who will bring me water there and dinner? Maybe one of those waiters? It will be necessary to probe them on the subject of "touch" ...

 

My fantasies did not have time to draw pictures of a funny night, as the door opened and the BABA fell. That is the case with the biggest letters. He is a head taller than me, with the figure of a professional wrestler and cans of wet fantasies of a schoolboy-giantman grown up on vulgar narrow-eyed cartoons! The face covered with stubble reminded me of a hachik from a nearby porch, and my hair, braided in two pretty blond braids, was just the apotheosis of the whole absurdity and injustice of the Creator's attitude to the human race in general and to me in particular.

 

I love pigtails. I LOVE KOSICHKI. And she was simply divine. But I love my life more. Like reason.

 

In one hand, this female King Kong carried a tray of food, and in the other hand, a healthy tub, steaming out.

 

- Ordered? - she said.

 

I just nodded silently. Baba left the tray on the table, after which she stomped into the "bathroom", where she poured hot water into the vat, filling it at once.

 

- Do not want anything else? She boomed, standing at the door. At the same time she SO looked at the bed, that my soul was locked in the heels and threatened to curse with eternal impotence, if I allowed even the edge of the thought of consent.

 

I quickly shook my head.

 

The woman scratched the stubble and walked out, closing the door behind me, which I immediately hastily locked with a key.

 

 

 

After eating, I finally took care of myself. The wounds received from the creature stopped bothering me even in the forest, but I couldn't see that there with them under a crust of dried blood. And now, gently steaming and tearing away all unnecessary, I was surprised to see only fresh scars.

 

Interestingly, is it all so, or only the characters? Or is it affected by increased vitality? Sorry to ask no one. What is the conclusion? It is necessary to urgently look for a source of information about the processes of this world.

 

Having washed off, I changed into clean clothes and stretched out on the bed. They promised to drain the vat and pick up the tray tomorrow morning, so today no one should disturb me.

 

Maybe go look for someone for the night? Nah ... lazy, and tired like a dog. It will be necessary tomorrow to search for work. And interestingly, is there something like a guild of adventurers?

 

Reflecting on any crap, I did not notice how I fell asleep ...

 

 

 

The awakening was sudden and very strange.

 

The room was dark as in an ass black man, in the tavern there was complete silence, somewhere outside the window barking dogs, from the forest came the distant howling of wolves ... In general, everything was quite quiet and peaceful.

 

Nothing like? So I immediately began to shit, groping with my hand the shield lying by the bed and a band with shuriks. Quickly pinning myself both, I froze in the dark, trying to understand where the danger was coming from.

 

The darkness of the room was cut only by a small pale ray - between the shutters the light of a bright moon penetrated. Here it was at some point and began to interrupt.

 

Come on?! No, are you serious ?! Well I was joking about the night attack of the elf! Although hell knows who exactly it decided to visit me.

 

I got to the window as quietly as possible and got ready. Something thin slid through the slit of the shutter and, rising up, it was easy to take off the hook. The window opened wide and a figure appeared against the moonlit aperture. Decided to follow the example of the most peaceful people, to bury with the world.

 

A direct left jab hit the throat and, judging by the crunch, something successfully broke there. Yes, and the sharp end of the shield allows you to speak with confidence at least about the trachea injury.

 

Jumping after the fallen unknown, I landed on my feet and rolled away to the side. After that, he cautiously stood in the shadow of the wall, trying to assess the situation. Everything was quiet, only the failed robber something there dying gurgled.

 

After waiting a moment, I cautiously approached and examined it in the scanty moonlight. A skinny male figure wrapped in black clothes. A small empty bag with a constricting neck and comfortable shoulder straps was found on the back, and a pair of slightly curved daggers with a blackened blade and double-edged sharpening was on the belt. I also found a pair of simple gold rings on my finger, but that's about it. Obviously a thief who went on business.

 

Bag, rings and daggers with scabbard, I, naturally, took myself. Just money and at least some weapons. The corpse rolled back slightly to the side so that it was not clear from which window it fell. The earth was hard, trampled down, so I was not afraid to leave traces. After that, I quietly climbed the wall and returned through the window to the room. I closed the shutters and calmly went to bed. The system, by the way, scribbled something about reaching the fifth level, a plus sign in a fatal blow and dexterity, but I just dismissed it - the body was too tired and required to sleep.

 

 

 

Waking up in the morning, I sweetly reached out and, opening the shutters, looked out the window. There was no corpse, as well as a commotion. Shrugging, I sat down to deal with the trophies.

 

Daggers were the most ordinary looking. A little dull, but to puncture someone neck sharpness enough. As I recall, military weapons are rarely perfectly sharp - quickly getting blunt about bones and armor. The bag and rings, too, turned out to be the most common, without any runes and cunningly twisted properties, such as weight reduction or the talent of absolute power ...

 

Even boring. Why was it impossible for me to issue a hundred-five hundred levels plus a bunch of epic items right after the transfer? I would go all bent over and make me fuck each other with a happy train! So no, they gave out some kind of incomprehensible persimmon, now suffer, swing ...

 

When I got dressed, I shoved the bag with the rings into my bag, and I hung the curlers on the belt at the back so that they would not bend down. After that, he finally paid attention to the icon that was annoyingly blinking in the corner of view.

 

- Status!

 

Crawled out two messages.

 

 

 

Dexterity value of 50 units has been reached! Choose a bun!

 

- "improved coordination" (usually)

 

- "improved flexibility" (ordinary)

 

Attention, the further growth rate of this characteristic is halved.

 

 

 

Reached level 5! Choose a bun!

 

- Ability

 

- Skill

 

- Bonus to harateristikam

 

 

 

"It's like, Mikhalych ..." I muttered. - So, the system still gives out perks for a certain level. It's a pity that they are not skill points ... Well, we'll choose flexibility in the first, since my coordination is OK, the message immediately flashed and only the second part remained. - But with a level award ... Mmm ... I'll raise the characteristics, there are no problems with skills, but abilities are useful and difficult to obtain. Give your way!

 

The inscription erased, but quickly began to appear another.

 

 

 

Ability generation ... Performance evaluation ... Skill evaluation ... Title evaluation ... Checking logs ... Choosing the optimal ability ... Done.

 

"Cat's eye" (rarely) - the ability to increase the sensitivity of the eye in the dark. The main thing is not to look at the bright light, otherwise you will remain without blinkers.

 

 

 

My eyes itch a little, but everything passed quickly. However, I did not notice much difference.

 

When I got up, I reached out and was about to go downstairs, as from somewhere on the side of the village gate there was a nasty ringing of a bell and a heart-rending cry.

 

- Attack !!!

 

"Fuck," my cheek nervously twitched.

 

 

 

Name: Andrey.

 

Title:

 

Hero

 

Seeing the legend (+5 to perception)

 

Desperate Jumper (+5 Agility)

 

Knowing the Horror (+5 to all characteristics)

 

Level: 5

 

Characteristics:

 

Strength: 41

 

Dexterity: 50

 

Perception: 40

 

Vitality: 28

 

Power of Thought: 30

 

Loose points: 30

 

Abilities:

 

Ignoring common sense (unic)

 

Cat's eye (rare)

 

Improved flexibility (ordinary)

 

Acceleration of progress (legends, from the title of "hero")

 

Skills:

 

Riding: 4 ur (learner)

 

Sword possession: 5 ur (student)

 

Shield Mastery: 4 ur (student)

 

Throwing: 4 ur (student)

 

Stealth: 5 ur (student)

 

Oboer swordsman: 5 lvl (apprentice)

 

Field Medicine: 1 ur (pupil)

 

Hazard Premonition: 10 lv (student)

 

Mortal Strike: 5ur (student)

 

Archery: 3 ur (student)

 

Silent step: 8ur (student)


9.38 gold

I was called. This world is inhabited by various fantasy crap, often very dangerous for humans. Here the king of these same men requires these creatures to be cut out from me. Who would like to arrange a genocide on the orders of the old bloke in the crown, which you should not Nichrome? Maybe some narrow-eyed impotent pedophile agrees, but dismiss me from such work. Well, or I'll quit myself. Here now I will pump and I will give from this king on ed * bam ...

 

Ahtung! Violence, mate and sex!

As well as racism, sexism and a bunch of different other isms.

 

Welcome to my reality.

Here the Abyss is waiting for you, do not pass by.

Here the stars grin and tear the nebula,

And Revelation burns its lights.

I'll make fires for you

Wood will make love dreams

Enmity and hatred, let it flash brighter!

Something is lurking in the dark ...

Monsters grin behind his back,

Covered with human blood

Roads leading to my

Last desperate fight!

Welcome to black dance

Blades with death in the world of emptiness.

The flower of war will reveal its crimson,

Get the mark you from the clutches of Fate.

You are a king, a warrior or just a wanderer,

Whose path lies in the midst of light or darkness

But for the gods any such chosen one

Just a pawn on the board of the game.

Roar, madness howl,

Whisper behind her.

Again interrupts rest

New desperate fight!

Welcome to battle without rules

Here are the trick and swords,

And no matter who praised whom

To gods and stars, however shout.

Only units will climb stubbornly.

On the fragile stairs through the abyss of darkness

In the depths of the warp, where the ruins of the temple

Keep the peace of one who dreams.

Guardians of Visana with me!

Build our leaves wave

To preserve that peace

What was paid for by a dream ...

Mikael was surprised to hear that there would be a new member on their team of two heads so he could not help but asked Santina more about the other party.
"It probably slipped on my mind, but I remember it now... Wait, I thought he was not into this kind of thing, so how did he end up becoming your assistant???"
"He had grown fond of the kids living within the dumpsite and he was afraid  that the next victim would be one of his students that was why he wanted to help us to solve the case as soon as possible."
When Mikael heard about it, he just nodded his head silently and after a while, he just asked where the other party was instead.
Since Santina had already decided about accepting Anton into the team, Mikael no longer questioned her decision regarding it.
"Oh, okay, so where is he by the way?"
"You just missed him. He was on his way to meet this girl he met on Tinder. Hot date, if you would ask me."
Santina replied with all honesty afterward without bothering to hide anything at all.
"Lucky guy then. At least he is someplace warm right now."
Mikael commented as he walked further inside the room.
Looking around the room, the first thing that one would notice was how almost everything inside it was painted with all white. White walls, white floors, white ceiling, white everything.
Also, if one would only pay closer attention, one would probably notice how the temperature inside the air-conditioned used to drop as one moved closer into the center.
It was because the room used to host a walk-in refrigerator with eight available drawers where dead bodies could be kept,
The place was already inhospitably cold, to begin with, but the bad weather only made it worst and colder than how it originally was.
Despite having only two heads working on the team, the laboratory where Santina and Mikael used to work at and conduct most of their researches was not in the very least simple.
From how they set up their high-ceilinged laboratory, it was obvious that they really put careful attention towards the details of the interior of their room.
On the wall opposite the door where Mikael came in, was a huge whiteboard that was some four feet high by six feet wide and walking across the room, there were two empty skeletons of gurneys that were pushed to the corner and just above it was stainless shelves that were suspended from the sturdy brackets on the wall.
Their shiny stainless steels were the only color that contrasted the almost pure white room.
A few feet away from where the gurneys and shelves were located was their workstation which included a computer table as well as bookshelves and cabinets all made from a cherry-oak wood.
At the center sat the main centerpiece of the workstation itself which was a brand new Compaq Presario Q2159 with a 21.5-inch wide-screen monitor. One of the many aids that they had received from Officer Aragon throughout the year of trying to solve the case.
This monitor served as the heart and brain of their research because they made used of it among other things to construct a photogrammetric three-dimensional skull-photo also known as a photo superimposition which was proven to be very helpful in assisting the identification of the dead.
A tasked that used to be a tedious job for forensic anthropologists before the advanced computer technology had made it simpler.
With the help of modern technology, the method of superimposition was made possible where various computerized 3D images of skulls were superimposed onto various photographs of missing people taken while they were still alive, in case there was a suspicion that the skulls in question belonged to them.

Other than those pieces of equipment, some of Santina's most prized items were also put on display.

A tempered ceramic model of a human torso with removable and vividly colored polyurethane organs stood upright on its cut-off thighs at the small table located at the far end corner of the room.
 
That one was a gift to her by an old acquaintance that used to work on a firm that specialized in casting anatomical models for medical schools.
 
A clothesline that stretched across to the other side of the wall could be seen not too far away from  where the model of a human torso was situated
 
 
It was garlanded with strips of photographic negatives that Santina had personally processed in the small dark room off to one side of the laboratory.
 
 
While on the other end of the wall hung the huge four foot high and glass -framed reproductions of four of Leonardo da Vinci's drawings that depicted his fascination with anatomical studies.
 
 
His drawings of organs of the thorax, the heart, and the main arteries, the profile studies of a skull facing left as well the principal female organs were all done with a quill, ink, and red chalk.
 
 
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There were mysterious murders taking place at District 12 every last weekend of the month and the serial killer was at large.



"Our killer was not just deliberately peeling of the face of his victims. He was also eviscerating their body and purging out their organs, particularly their hearts. It was like the killer wanted to remove everything that made one human."


Two people who used to be high school friends and also shared a painful past; both lost a loved one on an incident that happened six years ago decided to join hands to solve this mystery.

One was retired a forensic anthropologist who turned a  new leaf and chose to become a professor at a medical school


While the other was a former law enforcement officer who had decided to be into seminary and was just a step away from becoming an officially ordained priest

Will they be able to identify the notorious killer that lurked the shadows of their district???

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