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Dominic walked alone.
A dark alley, a swinging fence.
Unruly students leaning against the vandalised walls.
Smoke was released from their cigar.
"..." Dominic could feel the eyes on him from everyone in the vicinity. They were staring at him, watching his each and every move.
"plat" a single drop of water splashed against the puddle that was formed by the accumulation from the rain last night.
The atmosphere was moist , everyone was silent. A single sound of the splashing water resonated through the entire alley.
Dominic found himself walking forward, towards the area where most of the students gathered to escape their own made up drama in their lives.
"A new guy?" thought the students in the surroundings.
"No, he could be here looking for someone" the students were alerted. Ready to pounce to protect this little haven for them to vent their stress on.
A dark and quiet corner in the city. One where it leads to no where, and came from a single path hidden inbetween buildings. The perfect area for these emotionally stressed students to hide away from the horrors of society.
"Uhm" Dominic's single voice called out to everyone around.
It was spoken in a whisper.
"Where's the way to 6th district highschool?" he asked.
An awkward question that made the overeactive students want to hide their heads in a hole. It was simply a lost student.
"You go back to where you entered from, and walk to the right, you'll see a market there, just after it, would be the school." A student wearing a similiar black uniform as Dominic replied to his ridiculously common question.
"Thanks" Dominic replied.
And off he went.
Like a silent storm, Dominic went and left.
This was probably the most exciting that had happened today for these over sensitive students.
Dominic found himself at the entrance of a classic highschool gate, where every permanantly 16 year olds could be seen going along in groups and pairs.
Some walked alone.
6th district highschool was a more pratical school suited for thoese aspiring adventurers, thus it was not uncommon for people to have their prearranged groups before joining the school.
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At the front gate, a holoboard floated.
"Auto-assigned students head to the left. Paired or grouped students head to the right"
That was all that it had said.
"?" Dominic was confused.
Having not red anything about the school and getting assigned here by the system, Dominic hadn't heard of the party system.
He was merely here to take the attendence for a student permit in the city.
The party system. This was where the classes are formed in groups, where there will be 30 students in each class. Each group of students are supposed to be grouped up in teams of 3, and will do all their team assignments together for the rest of their school year.
Students can choose to be paired or grouped and sign up as a team or choose to go solo and be filled in with other soloers or with a pair.
"Heads left, tails right" Dominic flipped a coin. A coin was a souvinier, one designed for tourists, with the logo of the city at the front and the details at the back. These details include the location and time of the current place.
As fate would have it, Dominic headed to the left.
There was a short queue formed ahead. A student council member was guiding the new students in line, where they will be paired up in the groups and class by matching them together with pairs or each other based on their class.
"Next" the students seated at the table managing the pairings at the front called out.
In a short while, Dominic found himself at the front of the queue.
"!" The student council member at the front looked slightly suprised. While others were nervous about who they get, the student ahead simply didnt look like he cared any less.
"So can i have your name and class?"he asked Dominic.
"Dominic. Gunslinger." A standard reply came from the average looking youth.
"Ah I see, a gunslinger..."the student council member said it out loud.
This was as gunslingers were fairly uncommon classes due to their expenses, thus he had no idea how to pair him up. Voicing it out loud was a pre discussed idea among members on how to handle a problem such as uncertain pairing.
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"Ah, i have a pair here that fits!" another council member called out.
"Follow me" the other member beckoned Dominic.
And thus he went. Dominic came face to face with a relieved and somewhat dissapointed look of two girls.
???POV
My name is Verelona, today was the first day of school, as me and my roommate head together for the same school.
Her name is Lilith, and she's a socerer. We met in middle school, and somehow or another became roommates when we both decided to go independent at 16.
She has been one of my closest friend ever since we met. We hit off with each other perfectly, be it from our taste to our likes and dislikes.
She has a short cut hairstyle, and it was dyed red, matching her favourite element. Fire, or as she likes to call it ferneus.
She is rather short and cute for our age, and is secretly popular with the guys. If not for her fear of them.
We decided to team up when we found our common interest in exploring the world. And since I am a guardian, we match almost perfectly with one another.
I defend and she shoots. That has been our game since middleschool.
As i clasped her hand in mine, and prayed for a nice team member, i hoped that it would be a girl, and if not, a nice sweet guy that won't make reckless moves at her.
However, my prayers came up short, i mean, i was expecting the lack of girls since most of the girls are paired or grouped before comming here, but...
The one brought to us was introduced as a gunslinger. He had black hair, an average height, a perhaps slightly better looking face, at least compared to thoese around, and an attitude that screamed whatever.
"I'm Dominic, I hope we get along for these group thingy" he bowed his head politely, but he didn't sound like he really cared.
Oh well, at least it didn't look like he'll make a move on Lilith or me.
"Im Verelona, a guardian, and this is Lilith, she's a soccerer." I introduced in my best voice, trying to sound as welcoming as possible.
"Cool" he replied with a smile.
"By the way," he begined after that.
"What's this group thing about again?" he asked.
I nearly fainted, is he for real?
3rd POV
"Did you read the brochure before comming to this school?" Velerona asked Dominic.
"What brouchure?" Dominic replied without a thought.
"..."
"Well you see..."Lilith began to talk, her mouth slightly smiled as she explained. This was the first time she had the courage to speak to a guy, and she found him to be rather humorous.
Velerona stared at her. This was the first time she had seen Lilith being the one to speak out to a guy first. If one were to describe this feeling, it would be the same as a mother watching her daughther grow up.
"Oh.." Domimic seemed to get it.
"So we are working together for 3 years then?" he nodded in acknowledgment.
"I see...so i actually have to do something in school?" Dominic muttered under his breath.
"What was that?!" Velerona caught on his mutterings.
"Nothing~ lets get along for 3 years!" Dominic broke into a smile and went for a happy-go-lucky attitude.
"You guys are in class 1-C" the student council member informed them.
"Be sure to report in by 9am" he notified them.
The coin in Dominic's hand displayed a 7.35 a.m. as he flipped it once more.
"Grrrr"a certain short haired red head girl's stomach demanded a sacrafice.
"The cafeteria is just straight ahead" the student council member told the group, as a certain Lilith's face matched her hair's colour.
Without a word, the group advanced ahead.
"So uh velerona was it? What's your race?" Dominic asked.
"?!"
"I'm human, why'd ya ask?"she replied in a fluster.
"Oh. I guess i must be seeing things" Dominic replied.
Looking at the golden halo clouded by a misty aura above her head, Dominic decided not to probe any further.
After all, it was none of his business.
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The Tower Must Fall - Combat Gardener
If you're interested in a conceptual, ground-up rewrite leave a comment and tell me what you loved about it. I've got a pretty good idea of what everyone hated so there's no need for expounding on that. Gardener? A support class? This can't be! What was all my hard work for? Forget this world. Forget the System. Even if I'm a lowly support class, I'll take on the Tower and take them all down! Since the System appeared one hundred years ago, humanity has been divided into three: combat classes, intellectual classes, and support classes. Assigned at the moment of high school graduation, one's class determines their future. Rowan wanted the most out of life. A combat class, an intellectual class, either would be fine. When he is instead assigned a support class, Gardener, he notices the System is completely rigged against support classes. Refusing to give up on his dream of realizing his future by his own terms, Rowan challenges the Tower, the seat of the System and home of the Hero-King, in hopes of bringing the entire System to its knees. Season One complete. Permanent Hiatus, Pending Rewrite. Important notes: -LitRPG fantasy -Rowan is not perfect. He's got flaws, emotions, and personal issues to work through. If you want a perfect, overpowered MC who makes the right decision every time, this is NOT the work for you. -This story opens with a negative situation and an emotional growth arc for the main character. Please don't review until chapter 30 because the arc is not complete until that chapter. (Chapters are short, that's an average RR book's chapter 10) -No harem, no rape, no isekai, no romance -Questions? Please ask!
8 186Elemental Heir | ✔️
(Complete) **A MATURE FANTASY** Book #1 in the Elemental Heir Series. "Your ready wit never fails to surprise and delight me, Brenya." He murmured, his lips only inches from my own.I blinked, my lips parting, as his heady scent encircled me. He licked his lower lip, running his teeth over it as his electric blue eyes burned into mine. The heat of his bare chest seeped through my thin cotton shirt, thawing my icy irritation."Even when you're being cross." He added in a low voice. He leaned closer, before I could respond, and ran his teeth along my jaw.I suppressed a moan. "I wouldn't be cross if you weren't so keen on irritating me." I said, unable to hide the smile in my voice.I felt his answering smile against my neck. "How can I make it up to you?" He whispered, planting gentle kisses up and down the column of my throat. He moved to the other side of my neck, flicking his tongue once against the mating mark near my shoulder.My hands slid up his abdomen, exploring the dips and hard lines of his muscles. Heat uncurled deep in my belly, spreading lower, and lower, until I felt my panties dampen. He growled into my ear, sending shivers down my entire body.*~*~*~*~*~*~#1 in ROMANCE 9/13/18~~#1 in ACTION-ADVENTURE 12/05/18 and 4/25/19~~#1 in ACTION-ROMANCE 1/16/19~~#1 in DRAGONS 6/9/19~~#1 in FAIRIES 7/20/19~*~*~*~*~*~*⚠️!! WARNING !!⚠️ This book contains intense violence, mature language, and strong sexual themes.
8 127Reincarnated, Now What? (ReWorked)
This is what I always wanted. I always wanted to fight like in the anime and manga. Video games could only fill part of the void, but never fully. Follow Haruto, a young Japanese boy struck down in the middle of his gaming life and reincarnated at the whims of a sadist god. He is a chill dude, who loves anime and otakuing it up. The sadist powers that be have forced him to a new world, now he endeavors to live out every weeb's dream of reincarnation. you know minus the boring parts like fighting for justice. In a world of gods, demihumans, and thankfully succubi, Haruto decides to live the life of his dreams. It's a comedic isekai that should not be taken too seriously. An adventurer in age denial. A man who looks like a pig. The ever present human trash who call themselves nobility. Of course butlers because who doesn't like OP butlers who for some reason stay a butler. A croc that acts like a dog. Tons of one-inch punches in honor of the great one. A tribute to the best waifu. A wide assortment of demons. A lich who is great at kissing butt. It's an adventure slice of life journey and tons of trash talking. I mean how could a weeb not be good at trash talking, have you not read a wuxia before? Currently in the middle of revision, so bear with me on grammar and tense issues. Will be done within this life time.
8 172Red Reckoning - Yancy Lazarus Book 6
Look who just dragged himself out of Hell… Yancy Lazarus—mage, bluesman, and Hand of Fate—is back from Hell, and the world of the living ain't what it used to be. The Guild of the Staff is broken, his friends are being hunted down, and the pact between the supernatural nations is on the brink of collapse. Someone needs to shoot some sense into people, and if there's one thing Yancy knows about a job well done, it's that you have to do it yourself. But the ringmaster at the center of this evil clown circus is the Morrigan, the Irish War Walker of Old, and she's cooked up a nasty new ritual that could be the end of humanity. This isn't like the last time she faced Yancy, however. Fueled by both cleansing magic and demonic fire, Yancy and his crew of supernatural misfits are packing more heat than she can handle. A reckoning of epic proportions is coming.
8 1442173: Akro-Mars Second Conflict
It's been some long 30 years since the complete self-isolation of earth's technological capital "Akro" from the rest of the world as caused by the rebel's staggering take-over operation, which also took over the Mars international colony in a simultaneous struggle. But peace finally wavers as the self-proclaimed King of the Machinery, apparently the supreme leader of Akro, suddenly announces to the whole world that whoever retrieves his daughter to the palace can make whatever they want with the gigantic and advanced city, all the while revealing that the one successful operation from the rebels in those fateful days 30 years ago, took place in Mars and Mars only. Watch the former rebel soldier Myke Laine, who knows very well where the King's daughter is, in his nostalgic journey.
8 112Deliverance : an adaption of Jane Eyre
This is one of those 'what if' adaptations. I've always wondered why Mr Rochester had to be broken so thoroughly before he could be happy with Jane Eyre. What if she had not been able to get away, what if he had been waiting by her door a second time, pleading her to stay? Would she indeed have lost herself and been made his mistress?
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