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The R.E.M Chronicles: Lucid.

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อ่านนิยาย The R.E.M Chronicles: Lucid. โดย ผู้เขียน JrHathaway ที่เผยแพร่บน WebNovel.Issabelle Woods, or as she prefers, Issa, a struggling freshman in college, is taken at a party and awakens to see an unknown man there, George Jackson, watching over her, seemingly as her kidnapper. ...

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Issabelle Woods, or as she prefers, Issa, a struggling freshman in college, is taken at a party and awakens to see an unknown man there, George Jackson, watching over her, seemingly as her kidnapper. But is he really as bad as he seems? Is anything really as it seems? Issa is going through some abnormal stuff that a normal person would call her crazy for. That these kinds of things she is experiencing could only possibly happen in one's dreams. Right? The madness begins when she awakens at an abandoned school, unaware of how she got there. No memories of her night prior, leaving her to wonder how and why she got there. Just when things start to seem normal, at least for her, everything begins to change in her life yet again. She doesn't know how she even got to be in the position she is in or how to stop it from happening again, but she does know there's no way she'll ever forget. She couldn't possibly forget this lucid nightmare.

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His hands dripped with blood. The red liquid mixed with the stains that marked his flesh. A single drop of black blood landed on the shirt of the dead man below him. The pain that shot throughout his arms was nothing compared to the pain and realization of what he had done. He killed the last and only man who had cared about him. Lightning cracked in the dark clouds over his head. The thunderous mess threatened to make him go deaf. The storm had no rain, and it never would. Lightning was all that could be offered at the death of its master, yet even that would eventually fade. Another drop hit the dead man's chest. It was not a drop of ash stained blood, but a drop of tears. The roar of the goliaths echoed in the distance. Their haunting wails were accompanied by crumbling buildings. They would find their target. They would find the one they oh so much wished death upon. Even knowing all of this, he did not move much. The rusted rebar left his grasp, standing straight in its new victim. He stood, his tears mixing with the stains. That was the only constant. Those damned stains. He looked to the sky with rage, sorrow, and guilt. There was nothing more he could do. He could only let it all out. And so he did. The roar of the giants, the thundering abyss over his head, not even the drumming heart in his chest could contend with his cry of fury. A cry of a boy with nothing to his name but the blood on his hands, the scars of the dead man's wrath, and the black gem hanging around his neck.

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The Saint is Better off as a Villainess

There was a girl that was the target of everyone’s affection. She was an orphan that was taken in by the church when she was 8. When she was 11, the church appointed her as a Saint because of her skill in Holy Magic. They taught her to always self-sacrifice with a smile on her face. “You’re the only one who can save us” She repeated the words she was told over and over in her head, even as she coughed blood from overwork. “As reward for your dedication to this country, you will marry the Crown Prince and become the mother of this country.” Only when she was bleeding out and saw her life flash before her eyes, did she realize. ‘Ah, I was just being used this whole time.’ She never asked to work 18 hour days when she was 11 years old. ‘Would they have still loved me if I didn’t obey their every word?’ ‘Did they ever care if I was happy?’ ‘Did I misinterpret everyone’s kindness towards me? Did they not really love me?’ She thought if she worked hard everyone would cherish her. ‘But in the end, that person let me sacrifice myself.’ The Saint thought, ‘If I live again, I won’t be kind just to placate others. I’ll be kind when I want, I’ll be rude when I want, I won’t tolerate people who want to take advantage of me.’ As she bled out on the cold ground, she felt nothing but regret. Rather than a Saint who only exists to serve others, I rather be a Villainess who is served. As she sacrificed herself, she laid a fatal blow on her murderer. It was just the two of them left now. That person bent over and looked into her eyes. Her murderer was the first one to look at her with sympathy. “We both...should have made better choices, huh?” He choked on his own blood as he laughed with self-deprecation. “Do you regret what you’ve done?” “It’s only in death I have clarity, aren’t you the same, miss?” He wrote blood sigils on the Saint’s skin with the last of his life energy. When the girl opened her eyes again, she was no longer bleeding out. She was also no longer a Saint. She was a young orphan living on her own again, but she felt freer than she had her entire life. She had nothing, not even her shackles. The story of a Saint who becomes a villainess to fulfill her newfound desires.

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