At his sudden movement, Miku recoiled. But he stood firm, and slowly, Miku got up.
Her jaw moved and closed several times without words. Her eyes looked like they were misting over, and that didn’t sit well with Tysone.
Miku picked up the umbrella, turned around and stopped a few inches from the door.
When Miku glanced back at him, she almost looked hurt. "Do you ever ...
2024-12-25 23:20:07 +0000 UTC View PostBut what mattered most was not her stripping in his bathroom or stepping out in a skimpy bathrobe. What mattered most was that when Miku Yuuki finally opened that door, what walked out was neither a fox-eyed troublemaker nor a dripping wet redhead. Instead, she walked out in her black skirt and blouse, perfectly dry, as if the rain outside was just some mirage she came across.
"Woah." Mik...
2024-12-23 00:34:23 +0000 UTC View PostIn the meantime, Tysone’s request to find special people turned out to be a bust. A complete bust, at that. There wasn’t a single trace of anyone noteworthy. Not even a damn shadow.
Saya and Mai had been on the lookout for months, but came up empty-handed.
Everyone was as normal as they could be. Tysone didn’t know if that was good news or not, after all it meant t...
2024-12-21 04:19:19 +0000 UTC View Post“You want me to do what?”
Tysone munched over his words carefully. “I said, go around your school and ask around, look around, for anyone that might be special in a way. Whether they have particular behaviors, odd skills, or are just weird people in general.”
Saya, predictably, did not share the same enthusiasm. “First of all, you want to add more work on...
2024-12-20 04:30:45 +0000 UTC View PostKozen’s eyes snapped open. His vision swam for a moment, but he instinctively knew something was wrong. His body felt unusually heavy, his limbs sluggish, and for the first time in months, he felt groggy. The feeling was foreign, alien, and distinctly unpleasant. Ever since he had started his ubermensch sleep schedule, his body had adjusted to efficiency. Waking up always felt sharp, immediat...
2024-12-19 02:58:59 +0000 UTC View Post“As long as you remember that they’re not for free, pick anything you like.” Tysone shrugged.
“Yeah, yeah, I get it.” Mai rolled her eyes. She put down the notebook and leaned back on his bed, crossing her arms behind her head. “You know, you might be a lot more valuable than you look.”
Was that supposed to be an insult or a compliment?
“Oh, is that...
2024-12-18 01:45:18 +0000 UTC View PostAdrian leaned back on Maya’s worn but stylish couch, the faint smell of incense and faintly burned candles mixing with the sharper scent of alcohol from the open bottle of whiskey between them. The apartment wasn’t large, but it had character—eclectic decor, warm lighting, and a giant window overlooking the city’s nightscape. Adrian twirled his glass, the amber liquid catching the dim l...
2024-12-17 02:33:26 +0000 UTC View PostKozen’s eyes opened with a sudden jolt, and he immediately felt… off. His body felt both weightless and heavy at the same time, as if gravity had abandoned him and yet tethered him in some strange liminal space. He blinked, but his vision remained hazy, like looking through a fogged-up window. The world around him seemed to stretch and distort, its edges bending unnaturally.
Then, wit...
2024-12-15 00:22:33 +0000 UTC View Post“Hit a girl? Oi, oi.” Tysone laughed, waving his hand. “What kind of bastard do you think I am? Of course I would. But it doesn’t seem like you’re as hard-headed as those fools you’ve been hanging around with, so you have nothing to fear. But hey, feel free to change my mind.” He challenged, tilting his head and giving her a smile that made her freeze. "Now, what's your name?"
... 2024-12-15 00:18:52 +0000 UTC View PostThe door to Lou’s office was massive—dark wood with intricate carvings, polished to a shine that screamed money. Two thick-necked bouncers stood on either side, their arms crossed and their faces blank. Adrian, still in his orange mask, adjusted the straps on his gloves as he approached.
“Boss wants to see you,” one of the bouncers grunted, jerking his thumb toward the door.
The day was coming to a close.
It was a good time for some relaxation, though the idea of drinking didn't seem very appealing. Maybe just some quiet time. He'd been running himself ragged for a few weeks. It was about time he took a break.
The problem was that he couldn't rest for too long, and this wasn't the first time he's had this problem. It's almost like his brain was programm...
2024-12-12 12:06:36 +0000 UTC View PostKozen leaned back in his chair, his long legs stretched out beneath the desk. The classroom was nearly empty, the sunlight filtering through the large windows casting streaks of golden light across the polished floor. He spun a pen lazily between his fingers, his dark eyes gazing out at the courtyard where a few students milled about, oblivious to the date circled in red ink in his calendar. 2024-12-10 23:42:15 +0000 UTC View Post
Tysone sat quietly on his bed.
The clock ticked away, it being the only sound that could be heard in the darkness of his room. Just moments prior, he had been listening in to the news anchor yapping about the fire in the abandoned industrial district.
"Triage X." He breathed out. "So there's that as well."
Perhaps, he should stop applying some sort of law and logic to what kin...
2024-12-09 09:35:20 +0000 UTC View PostThe bell rang, and the crowd’s roar hit like a tidal wave, shaking the underground arena. The announcer’s voice boomed over the speakers.
“And here we go! The masked challenger takes on the champ, Danny Brickwell! Let’s see if this mystery man has what it takes—or if he’s just another fool with a death wish!”
Adrian stepped forward, rolling his shoulders as he bounced ...
2024-12-08 05:01:40 +0000 UTC View PostTysone forgot how mentally exhausting sitting on a desk all day long could be. He took a deep, long breath, as the students began to file out of the class and out of the building. He had been discreetly glancing at the students as they rushed past him, wondering if he'd catch sight of some intruders. Special characters tended to be more aesthetically pleasing. Silver hair, for example. Or blond...
2024-12-06 03:55:12 +0000 UTC View PostKatsuro Tanaka woke up every morning with the same gnawing sense of dread. His alarm clock blared at 5:30 a.m., a cruel reminder that another miserable day awaited him. He groaned, the sound catching in his throat as he turned over, staring blankly at the ceiling of his tiny apartment. The room was a mess: old newspapers littered the floor, and the faint smell of stale instant noodles lingered ...
2024-12-06 03:49:16 +0000 UTC View PostSorry guys nothing today, I have been dealing with alot of personal stuff so didn't have time to write but I'll try my best to give you guys atleast one chapter for one of the stories tomorrow if not more. Thanks for understanding 🙏
2024-12-05 01:02:35 +0000 UTC View PostThe underground arena wasn’t the same place Adrian remembered. Two years ago, it had been dark, grimy, and reeked of sweat and blood—a makeshift pit for desperate fighters and even more desperate gamblers. But now? Now it was unrecognizable.
Adrian stood at the entrance, gazing at the changes, his mouth tightening. Guess two years only stopped for me, he thought bitterly, his e...
After what felt like hours, her fingers brushed against something cold and smooth. A doorknob.
Rika scrambled to her feet, her body trembling, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. The bugs were still there, crawling over her skin, but the promise of escape gave her the strength to push forward.
The door was simple, unassuming—another wooden anomaly in this place of madness. It w...
2024-12-02 01:03:44 +0000 UTC View PostRika stared at the door, her breaths shallow. It was just a door, plain and wooden, yet it didn’t belong here. It looked as though someone had ripped it out of a quiet suburban house and shoved it into the heart of the ruined detention center. The single number “1” was etched into the wood, glowing faintly as if daring her to touch it.
She didn’t know what Shoko had done, b...
2024-12-02 01:00:31 +0000 UTC View PostThe final bell rang, and soon Ethan found himself standing in front of the science lab after being physically dragged there by a much too enthusiastic Gwen Stacy, she had no business being so lively after so much time at the mercy of the school system.
“I’m not having you bail on me because your social battery ran out,” She said when asked why she was holding him by the s...
2024-11-30 05:02:44 +0000 UTC View PostTysone arrived at the university. It was an old building with a large campus. The grounds were filled with students and faculty members walking around in various stages of activity.
The first thing Tysone noticed about it was its size. This place had to be bigger than his old school.
"Wow."
He'd been to some big universities—well, more like, he passed by them, but t...
2024-11-28 04:50:04 +0000 UTC View PostIn the following days, Mai noticed a gradual, subtle shift in Tysone’s demeanor and appearance. It wasn’t some dramatic upheaval like in some of those mangas she’d read, where the main character would become a different person overnight.
Instead, it was more akin to a slow and steady metamorphosis. It was like seeing the petals of a bud unfurl and bloom, the process of evolution tak...
2024-11-26 06:41:18 +0000 UTC View PostTysone nodded. That was pretty solid advice, but it still didn't tell him what to do if he was surrounded by the living dead and unable to run away or find cover. And the undead were relentless and would not give up chasing you. "What else should I do in such a scenario? Is there some sort of specific strategy I could use to survive?"
Hiro scratched his chin, and his gaze turned distant o...
2024-11-26 06:38:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe streets of Tokyo were unrecognizable.
From inside the tank, Takashi squinted at the live drone feed displayed on the array of monitors before him. The once-bustling metropolis had become a war zone. Skyscrapers leaned at unnatural angles, their steel frames twisted like paper. The ground was littered with wrecked vehicles, burning debris, and bodies—thousands of bodies. ...
2024-11-25 03:40:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe diner was small and unassuming, tucked into the corner of a quiet street. It had that faded charm of a place that had been around forever—checkered black-and-white tiles on the floor, a row of red vinyl stools at the counter, and a jukebox in the corner that didn’t work anymore but stayed there for nostalgia’s sake. The air smelled like burnt coffee and bacon grease, and the hum of th...
2024-11-25 03:36:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe polished conference room in the Prime Minister’s Official Residence—known as the Kantei—was silent except for the faint hum of an air conditioning unit. Prime Minister Yoshihiko Noda sat at the head of the long, dark wood table, his eyes scanning the meticulously prepared briefing papers in front of him. The room smelled faintly of freshly brewed tea, and sunlight poured through the r...
2024-11-23 04:23:25 +0000 UTC View PostThe first lesson passed without much incident, though Gwen and Ethan shared a few glances as the teacher introduced the concepts they would be covering. To Ethan, it was all review—he’d been studying ahead for years now.
The advantage of having gone through most of these subjects with minor variations during his first run, though he noticed an increasing level of chan...
2024-11-23 04:18:31 +0000 UTC View PostTen years.
That’s a hundred and twenty months, three thousand, six hundred and fifty days, eighty-seven thousand and some six hundred hours.
So much time has passed since Ethan caught that darn bullet and woke up living the average chronically online bloke’s wet dream…the one that does not involve multiple anime girls and the power to manipula...
2024-11-22 05:24:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Itsuki Tanaka was the kind of man you passed on the street without noticing. A man whose existence blended into the crowds of Tokyo like smoke in the air—always there, but never seen. He wasn’t important. He wasn’t anyone. And he had known this for as long as he could remember.
At 33, Itsuki’s life had become a suffocating cycle of monotony and disappointment. He worked in a smal...