《Hannah Forteza and her Forte Persona》Chapter Twenty-three
Advertisement
SHE SMILED BECAUSE SHE WAS NOT LATE and as simple as that. The gate didn't close when eight of the clock had arrived and it appeared to be wide open in order for her to be in. She was in, she was in.
Bringing herself close to the ground right after she heard someone shouted the common practice when the earthquake occurred-- STOP, DROP and COVER-- things became uneasy for her.
The sunglass she wore, herself away from the assembly, the ambiance that the aftermath of the quake was offering, and even that weird scream that came out of nowhere.
But even though the last one happened unexpectedly than intended, that's also might be one of the reason of why she should be glad, the purpose of her smile in the midst of turmoil in the atmosphere.
This was Hannah Forteza, an innocent schoolgirl of Xyrale High. And even though how brutal a mind of oneself could be, the only reason of why she smiled, was because-- with the aide of luck-- she didn't end up being closed by the gate.
Only a few, to think just a select number of person noticed her of being late. Or did they? But that didn't matter anymore somehow, first and foremost, she didn't like to receive any sort of attention for her infamy.
For if you asked her the thing she was reluctant to happen, being late was infamy nowadays. A brutal sin not just in schools but in the nation as a whole. You weren't showing any responsibility for the equity of time you had if you ended up being late.
Being able to recognize her very own mistake, she would call this case as a first trial of what should be her time-to-time schedule during schooldays be alike. She would just bump and nerf some activities to finally find a fitting clock duration for every exertion. Like for instance, the time she spent with her sunflower.
Advertisement
From a black filter that the convex lenses of her aviator sunglass had, she doubted that the first day of school of hers would be as colorful as what she might experience with her Corbusier eyeglass. Literally.
Animals already appeared from the Stockroom. The Dog and the Someone had already reunited. And a girl, older than her, ran away from the assembly.
That was absurd to think. Whatever the reason behind that act of hers, the Someone who she thought owned the dog, already went after her to revise her plans. If force would be a necessity to restrain her, then he might resort to rendering some.
The assembly, if only the quake didn't involve itself-- to bypass as the time progressed and littered the balance of everyone-- things would be in a harmonious unity.
With regard to their year level and section for the primary purpose of sorting and arrangement, everybody would line at their designated places: first years to the right facing the stage, fourth years at the other end, in between would be second and third year respectively.
With everybody's attention shifted for the view of Chief Jim and the schoolgirl retracting the path that the animals had made en route to the assembly, Hannah Forteza grabbed this chance to enter the nearest line and made herself belonged to it without being noticed.
-----
Thinking that the ambulance had a mechanical problem as the reason why it was behaving abnormal, the three people inside of it were wrong. There was no such thing had occurred after a thorough maintenance that just took place yesterday. Instead, it did just quake.
"The girl was right," half amused and half confused expression drew all over the face of Nica.
"But how the hell she will know?" replied by her partner, Lara.
Advertisement
"Maybe she felt already the trembling of the land?"
"Nica, you know that is impossible, were in a moving sedan," Lara disagreed.
"She had been tipped for this one?"
"Huh?" confused Lara replied.
"Maybe she saw the view outside?" Nica added.
"But still, we're on a moving sedan, the orientation of things upon glancing on the window to the outside would be unremarkable," she opposed the idea of hers.
"That girl was amazing," Nica complemented.
"Weird," Lara said in a light tone.
-----
When the quake had already ended, Luke Barnabe, quickly opened the window to his side as one of the police that Chief Jim made his acquaintance attending here was approaching.
"Sir, what is the reason why did you bring an ambulance in here?" upon he made himself a sixteen-inch distant to the driver, Sander Acapulco whose skin beneath his police uniform was as fair as the sand on the beach, started to ask a question.
"Um, There is a call," Luke answered.
"A call?" placing his well toned left forearm to the window sill of the car between him and the ambulance driver and even though the answer of Luke was what he anticipated to hear, his reply was like he was intimidating the driver.
"You won't be just standing there and ask me everything you need to know with regard to my presence in here, right?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"We received a local 911 call. Don't ask more, its emergency," Luke assured him.
"What a coincidence, we're also experiencing an emergency," as he withdrew his hand on the sill.
-----
Too many eyes, too many souls, too many human beings.
Following the passage of a girl and a man whose paces threatened another surge of earthquake, the group animals were already in their state of restlessness.
When the rats looked at there, disgusts were looking at them. When the cat glanced at there, terrified countenances were glancing back to her. When the dogs turned in there, bad auras were waiting to be uncovered just for them. When the birds channeled their heads at there, No! They would never be coming back there again. That place was already cursed.
They couldn't afford anymore to take another step, to run farther away from there and far away from here. Aside from being restless, they were also at the tip of their limits. They were exhausted, not just physically but also mentally and emotionally. And they were also cornered.
Those pitiful eyes they were showing, couldn't reach out to anyone who could contact them eye to eye.
From the left part of the assembly and where stockroom was nearest to be located, the fourth years, by the very view of these animals: five mammals and two birds, remained themselves distant and anxious.
All were tensed.
When an eager bark came from another side. It was strong and loud. Everybody cocked their heads to there.
There they saw this: a very oriented, educated, knowledgeable and intelligent golden retriever, already knew what to do.
Advertisement
- In Serial1482 Chapters
I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace
Suddenly appearing in a different world, it looks like I got caught up in a Hero Summoning. And of course, I’m not the Hero, but it’s another guy……and while being very cautious and scared of the cliche of the cliche-like development, I was thrown into the maelstrom of war……or not. The Demon Lord? It was defeated a thousand years ago. Hero? He’s just the main actor in a festival. Nobles? They’re kindly taking care of us. The Demon Race? They have good relationships with Humans. Wars? It’s already 800 years since the last one. Monsters? The Guild and Order of Knight are taking care of them. Return to Earth? It is eventually No-Risk. What I’m planning after being caught up into this? I’m gonna enjoy the life in a different world as much as I want to, go on a cultural exchange and sightseeing, and after experiencing the festival that is only held once every ten years……I shall go home safely. The other world was――at Peace. A kind world where the three races, the Spirit World’s Magical Races, the Celestial World’s Divine Races, the Mortal World’s Human Races, they are kind neighbors to each other, with everyone living a peaceful and fulfilling life. But although I wished to peacefully spend a year before my return, for some reason, the heavyweights of this world keeps gathering around me, and……Thank you for reading I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace novel @ ReadWebNovels.netRead Daily Updated Light Novel, Web Novel, Chinese Novel, Japanese And Korean Novel Online.
8 972 - In Serial27 Chapters
Shatter the Heavens; Slaughter the Gods
Arminius of the ancient era stood over mankind with the ability to perform magic. His ability allowed him to triumph over mortal armies and carve a domain for himself. Then, the martialists attacked. Their individual strength was lower than that of magicians, but the sheer number of them made them an unstoppable force. In the wake of tens of thousands of martialists and hundreds of thousands of mortal warriors, one lone magician was unable to stand against the tide. But, the powers of a magician allowed Arminius to escape the cycle of reincarnation, landing him an eon into the future. In the new age, magicians are entirely extinct, and the martialists from the old era have perfected their martial way, allowing them to attain godly powers that far surpass what Arminius was ever capable of. So, what else should Arminius do except learn their method and use it against them?! Reincarnated as Andric, he seeks to gain the powers of the martialists and reclaim his position at the throne of the world! A fossil of a bygone age where magic was rampant and he ruled with an iron fist, Arminius is reborn into a world in which magic is fading. The non-magical revolution successful and his rule long over, he must master the new ways of martial arts to rule anew.
8 150 - In Serial67 Chapters
Song of the Unborn
Let me tell you a story A story about a beautiful song And those who sing it Alright, time for the real synopsis: Song of the Unborn takes place in a bleak and dark universe. The world is broken and unbalanced. Dark creatures roam the lands and the order that once existed as a beacon of hope has crumbled. Kalosýni is one of people who live in this cursed world, but thanks to the efforts of his father, he led a sheltered life. However, an unexpected cry on a seemingly normal night leads to a journey that will lead Kalos, his father and a pregnant woman on a journey across the kingdom of Faacri. UPDATE FOR BOOK 2 (Warning!!! Spoilers ahead.) Book 2, or Throne of the Lords kicks off right where we left off. A dark figure is claiming to be the dark lord, one prophesied to be the bringer of the apocalypse has appeared. But is there truth to the prophecy and how will Kalos, Raymond and company react to all this? FINAL UPDATE: The book is over... the part about Kalosýni. I just have a few side chapters to dump on you and boom, done. Hehe, it's been one helluva ride. ANNOUNCEMENT FOR POTENTIAL PATRONS: I think I'm ready to take the next step with this story of mine. Anyone interested in supporting my ambitious endeavours should follow the Patreon link. What will I be doing exactly? I really want Song of the Unborn to exist in as many mediums as possible and so, after publishing the novel on Amazon, I'm planning on creating a graphic novel version and we'll finally be able to see Kalosýni in all his glory. Well, that's my goal anyway.
8 100 - In Serial22 Chapters
Distant Kingdoms: Magic War
When demons come knocking, pillaging, senseless killing your villages, towns, and fortified castles. Pushing back your forces, step by step, leading you into a pit of no despair. You can only turned to ancient remedies... Ancient magic left by your ancestors for times of hardship.. Even if you don't want to rely on complete strangers, sadly.. Life isn't allowing you too.. This is a story, how we were summon out of our daily lives to fight for people we didn't respect, we didn't love, we didn't care for. All for a little bonus in our physical capabilities? A little boost to our abilities? A little longer lifespan? Ha, Gods are foolish, Kings are foolish, but we are even more foolish for being willing to die for these strangers. Follow us on our adventure as we struggle against things that are better left cover in fairy tales. Pray over us because we are misguided. Cry for us when we perish due to our ignorance. We shall thank you from the afterlife. Yours truly, Foolish Heroes [[This story is a collab between two people.. taking part in same world, different kingdoms, but neighboring kingdoms. Parallel timeline... So there will be two different writing styles.. Two different Protags.. story will be uploaded twice.. One day and one night.. Choose your story to follow... Please enjoy.]]
8 243 - In Serial10 Chapters
Eleeah
Empaths are revered. Witches are persecuted. This young girl has too much of both. (NaNoWriMo = Quantity > Quality)
8 120 - In Serial32 Chapters
Betsu no Sekai ni Mezameru
If you were given another chance to spend time with your dead family, would you take it? Would you be interested in living a lie, knowing that reality isn’t that kind? Are you like me also dreaming that reincarnation is real, that life would start all over again? 5 years since the outbreak of the deadly Chivu virus, only 2 people left who had the symptoms of the mysterious infectious disease. Fukuda Surrivan Akira, A 24-years-old NEET otaku had just received a text message regarding Fukuda Akihito's condition, his father. With the sudden message, he felt indifferent towards the death of his last living relative, he was tired, since the last 5 years of the pandemic, every member in his family died. With the feeling of boredom due to his inability to sleep he opened the T.V., "July 18, 2025, the last person who had symptoms in regards to Chivu had already been cured! IT'S OVER!" With bitterness in regards to the news, he turned the T.V. off and went to bed, several hours later he had fallen asleep. The moment he woke up, he was already in a world full of magic and mystery. With the name Surrivan Akira Pridesworth, Sura for short, he began to question reality itself. Born to a new world, Sura saw this chance to live life with his family, loving it like his old ones, but Reality isn’t too kind… Inspired by the works of Rifujin na Magonote's "Mushoku Tensei" and Chugong's "Only I Level Up" Authors: Mottotte Shinji & MalamignaTubig Illustrator: Andreas Rocha
8 107

