《Tools of Slaughter: Story of a Human》A Child's Perfect Birthday Gift
Advertisement
-------In Country A------
"You may go."
An elderly man with long jet black hair to his shoulders and eyes gray like a cloudy sky watched as a messenger dressed in a white lab coat exited the room. Across from him sat a blond, middle-aged man with olive green irises. They were conferencing about something while drinking some aromatic Darjeeling tea.
The first man spoke, amused, "Since when did that old idiot become so generous as to give us two of his most prized inventions? Has he finally decided to side with us?"
"Mr. President, regardless of what he thinks, I think this gift will have a huge impact on our economy. An invincible human-like monster at our disposal. Just think about it. " The blond man replied with a smile. He was president Hancock's best friend and closest confidant.
"Oh yeah, Rochester, looking at this mutant reminds me. I haven't given you a reward for your most recent service, have I? I'll gift this one to you then. One is enough for the government."
Mr. Rochester's blue eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected such an important thing to be bestowed upon him. But of course, he had had his suspicions. No one would be able to tell what he was truly thinking, but without hesitation, at least on the surface, Mr. Rochester grinned in gratitude.
"Mr. President, thank you."
....
In the midst of a bustling city that seemed like shades black, silver, and white from afar, there were two places that stood out from the highly technology-based city. Amongst the two, one of them was a majestic white, old fashioned mansion surrounded by clean-cut greenery. It was one of the oldest buildings in the country. It had withstood many revolutions of the nation. The mansion was huge, with four floors that had countless servants bustling about. This is were the Rochester household lived since a century ago.
Advertisement
The current General Rochester's wife Eyre had preferred real servants rather than robots; and when she died, he hadn't bothered with changing anything. It might be strange, but the family who lived in the mansion only consisted of four members. General Rochester had two daughters and a son.
Today, a little boy with a head of untamed wheat hair and shiny green eyes could be seen jumping excitedly around his father. Beside him stood a tall girl in her late teens with similar but more exquisite features.
" Daddy, where's my present?" His voice was high-pitched and adorable.
" Hahaha! It's in the living room, Carlos." The large man who was deemed the father responded boisterously.
Carlos's eyes sparkled in excitement. Clare and Carol's gifts had been disappointing. They bought him a bunch of economic and business books… how could they!? He could hardly wait to see what his father got him this year to appease his broken heart.
" Then what are we waiting for? C'mon sis, let's go!" He shouted, dragging Carol's sleeve while running towards the house.
The girl rolled her eyes in annoyance but they had also briefly flashed with affection.
Mr. Rochester smiled lightly at the adorable scene while he looked up towards the windows of the mansion. His smile grew when he saw a familiar figure leaning against one of the windows. He waved at it, and then followed his two children.
In the window, a frail-looking woman in her early twenties with long brown hair and foggy gray eyes stood as she acknowledged her father's gesture with a slight nod. Her appearance looked weak but one could see the wisdom and depth of her eyes. Her mannerisms were of a person who was tired after living a long and cruel life. Her silver eyes flickered with sadness for a moment; then she turned towards her dark bedroom.
Advertisement
....
In the spacious living room, a girl with shiny black hair and mismatched pupils sat on a worn butter yellow sofa. Her eyes wandered over the antique furniture while she wondered to herself, who was she? A golden-haired and blue-eyed man had taken her here using a weird, black running machine with comfy red seats and then just left her in this place. Her memories only started when she opened her eyes to see the weird black running thing and the strange man. Strangely, however, she subconsciously knew that the black running thing was a car and the strange man was a man.
Her eyes caught on a pearly vase positioned in the center of the room and lit up. It was white with various simple carvings decorating it. She was fascinated. The girl wobbly approached the vase.
A reflection was reflected in it. The person in the reflection was super pretty. Although she didn't understand what "pretty" meant, she just felt really attracted by the reflection. The strange girl in the reflection had really weird irises; one purple, one gold. The girl became more intrigued. Just who was this person?
Just as the girl was about to touch the vase for further examination, the door to the living room opened. The large man who brought her here came in, along with a cute little boy and another pretty girl.
Carol was startled upon seeing the strange girl. Her different colored and vibrant eyes creeped her out. She eyed the FN Five-seven* that was displayed on the wall.
Advertisement
Game of Divine Thrones
In a survival game to select new Gods, mankind is summoned to another world filled with different races.An endless competition in order to fill the Divine Thrones, but despite 40 years having passed, the game still hasn’t ended.Humanity’s strongest, Overlord Chun Woohyuk, decides to start anew.With his return to the past, everything will change.
8 691Song of the Void
A great race faces extinction and tries to leave a legacy for the future. Young races building on the ruins of the old. What happens when one of the old ones wakes up and finds the universe changed? Will she try to find new meaning? Will she try to help the younger races or will she punish the grave-robbers for their sacrilege? Or will the eternal servant of her people try and finally find some happiness of her own?
8 388System Error (LitRPG Reincarnation ft. Copious Amounts of Blue Boxes)
[You are not the hero. You are the System that will enable him.] Parker wakes up with the ability to control magic, a conspicuous lack of a body, and a whole lot of blue boxes. After being informed that a new hero--[Godkiller] Jerome Smith--is set on a path to fight the opposing System's Eternal King, Parker is forced to attach to the hero's body as his brand new System. With status screens being the only way to communicate as they navigate this perplexing Continent, Parker and Jerome will have to learn to level, progress, and ultimately triumph. Now, if only Parker can get Jerome to stop treating this like a video game... Cover by MrMinimalist. You can read up to 10 chapters ahead and support System Error at my Patreon. Link to my Discord! Updates 4x/week. Author's note: This fiction has a very unique style. It will be told this way throughout the entire fiction. Reading the first chapter will reveal what this unique style is.
8 263The Little Black Umbrella
Gillean had just lost his best friend and is feeling utterly miserable and lonely. Being smart doesn't fend off loneliness. If nothing having the combination of smarts AND the lack of forward planning got him into the state he currently was in - rejection and the feeling of being a failure. Cue in the sounds of angelic trumpets. RaRa, his best friend, returns to "save the day". Well. What she thinks of as saving the day that is. Corny ideals, lame ideas. The two get into one last patch of trouble together as they sneak back into RaRa's home. Just what kind of family secrets has RaRa been keeping from Gill. In blood and thunder, Gill finds out. Please read the content warnings (there may be spoilers within though) if you have triggers. Also there is a slight mention of LGBTQ+, so please don't read this short story if even a short mention bothers you. ======================= My first short story (It's short - 5 chapters, 10,000 word-ish kinda short! And also completed *self pats* that I will be releasing in mini chapters (of 500-800 words each) on Fridays and Saturdays.). Happy to hear actionable and constructive criticisms on how I can improve, but please don't be too harsh okay? :) I know it's not perfect. But hey, we all have to start somewhere.
8 144Ultimate Economic System
A poor grad student suddenly finds an economic system in his head! Watch as he becomes the ultimate economic conqueror of the world.
8 204The Rejected Royal
"I Logan Smith, reject you Emily West.", I try to smile. "I Emily West accept your rejection.", I try to say in the most cheerful voice, even though I'm dying inside. I still want to keep it inside. His eyes go wide."You accept YOUR rejection? So easily?", woah I was not expecting that. I nod as cheerfully as I can fake.Emily West ran away when she was rejected by her mate. When she ran away with her best friend, they went to the Open Moons pack. They'll just have to see what the Open Moons Pack has to offer.......This story is not edited, yet. (Probably will never edit it... Unless I really want to...)EDIT: Please don't waste your time, this book is honestly trash. I wrote this when I was super young, and inexperienced. I won't delete it, just in case you don't want to heed my warning and you're willing to waste your time. :) Anyway if you do decide to read it, I hope you at-least laugh at how bad and random it is.
8 205