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I opened my eyes, the sun that has been up forever shined through my window. Meaning the person who rps me was online, so I got out of bed. Not bothering changing into my uniform, it would be a huge waste of time. Instead I brushed my teeth and put on one of Seros hoodies. Making me feel warm, and happy for just a moment. A sigh escaped my lips as I walked down the hall to the common room. And just like yesterday, it was empty, except for Bakugo and Mina, who have been frozen in the kitchen for god knows how long. Grabbing a banana, I sat down on the couch and ate it, my knees tucked up to the chest as I stared off into space.
Ever since the server died, everyone but me froze. But only because the person who rps me, Kami, still had hope. It was a stupid hope, the kind that makes you wake up happy, but quickly makes you disappointed. Maybe the summer will make things change, but I know it won't do anything. Standing up I didn't bother going to the school, none of the teachers would be able to teach, none of the students would be able to go anyways. So, I thought for a moment, wondering who I should visit first. Finally deciding on aizawa sensei, I headed towards his office where he had been frozen at. Opening the door, I teared up and grabbed t he blanket that had fallen off his shoulders. Slowly putting it back on him, that false hope lighting up inside me, making me think he'd start talking or even look over at me. But nothing happened.
Taking all the coffee cups I left him, I went back to the kitchen and dumped them out. Sniffling as I wiped my eyes, deciding to visit sero and shinsou next. Walking back towards the elevator, I made it to seros floor, walking into his room. I almost knocked, like I used to, but I knew better then to do that this time. And there he was, laying up against his pillows, his arms laid neatly across his stomach with that beautiful smile spread across his face. However, his eyes were closed, meaning he was asleep when he was frozen. I didn't even get to say goodbye, and now I'll ever see those beautiful eyes again. The eyes I fell in love with, the eyes I could stare into forever. Laying next to him, I wrapping My arms around him, clutching to the shirt he's been wearing for..what? Two months now? Maybe shorter then that.
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Leaving a soft kiss on his cheek he felt so cold, like he was dead, but he still had a heartbeat. And for that I was thankful. I really missed sero, I knew visiting him would bring me sorrow. But I didn't wanna leave him all alone here, I'm sure he would be overjoyed that I was visiting him. Maybe he misses me like I miss him. Even then I couldn't stop the hot tears from falling down my face, landing on Seros shirt and soaking it. I miss it when he would call me his sunflower, his baby, his bumblebee. Oh how I would do anything to bring him back. Soon, I got up. Wiping my eyes "I'll be back soon hon, I'm gonna go see shinsou now" I stared at him, hoping for a response, hoping for a nod of his head, or even a small "mhm" but nothing happened. So I turned on my heels and walked down, slowly closing the door, almost as if I thought he would wake up if I wasn't quiet.
Leaving the 1-a dorms I headed over to the 1-b dorms. Walking as fast as I could, not wanting to be outside much longer. Entering the dorms, Monoma and kendou were frozen, sitting on the couch, I bit my lip before running up the stairs. Finally finding shinsous room and entering. A small smile spread across my face as I walked over to him, he had been studying when he was frozen. Sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, I sat next to shinsou. Pulling the book away from his hands and sat in his lap. Holding him close, still trying to smile. Shinsou never liked it when I was sad, he would always want to try and make me feel better. I didn't bother playing with his hair, he never really liked it when it was messed with. So instead I left soft kisses on his cheek and forehead, rubbing his back and pretending that he could hear me. "Hey baby, how are you" I laughed weakly to myself. Knowing he would never answer, but god damn it. I missed it when he would call me pichu and lovely. I wish I told them both how much they meant to me sooner, but now it's to late. And I hate myself for it.
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I would do anything to bring them back, I would jump off mountain with no parachute, I would fight against a tiger without using my quirk, I would become a villain, I would never regress again, just to hear them tell me they love me again. But all those things combined wouldnt do anything, and they would never want me to do that. So until I turn frozen, or reunite with them again. I have been cursed to sit here and suffer, I'm not mad, I'm not angry at anyone. I'm just sad, sad that there was no warning, sad that I didn't give enough love to my babies before our time was up. And that guilt will live with me forever.
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The Last Job
Beware of an old man on his last job.Terrence Wicht is a grizzled Bounty Hunter. He survived two decades in the profession where those younger than him succumb, he battled the wilds and the outlaws, and enemies magical and mundane, but in the end, it was his advancing age that caught up to him.As advancing civilization mercilessly encroaches on the frontier, and the world becomes better connected than ever before, Bounty Hunters may eventually become things of the past as well.Down on his luck, burdened by the age, and out of money, the protagonist accepts the suspicious contract of locating the valuable missing shipments for the Federal government and gets entangled in the problems he didn't bargain for. But in the world of magic and technology, where bottled health becomes ever valuable, it might also be a job that solves his biggest problem.His last job.
8 89Doll of Death
A 10-year-old girl with no family was raised by an organization of assassins. Due to her killing all their best clients she was hated by everyone. After reaching the bottom line of the organization she was poisoned but found out about it and decided to bring everyone down with her. This is her story afterward in a different world where death is always a looming threat. She will have to do what she knows best to survive even without being human anymore. ______________________ Girl in cover from Pinterest.
8 93The World isn't as Ugly nor Beautiful as You Think
The original translation of Dunia ini Tidak Seburuk atau pun Seindah yang Kau Kira by Desope When I have a pen in my hand and paper before me, I think I want to write something to cast every despair in my pathetic life away. I have a figure of a depressed guy whose fate is too much: saving the world. He is not stupid nor even smart, he is not ugly nor even good looking. He is just a nijikon (A person who loves anime character or such more than real one) like me. He once thought to give up on life, but an event changes his life. I'm sure you guys start guessing how the story goes, but too bad, this one is different than the others.
8 205Dungeon Story
An unnamed soul wakes up to find themselves in a white room with an being that claims to be everything. With that said the being informs the soul that they died and will be reincarnated as a dungeon core in another world, the kicker being that the soul can only pick some of their memories to be reborn with. Without any hesitation the soul asked to keep all their memories pertaining to fairy tales, folk tales, myths and legends. This is a tale of an dungeon who's a little bit to enthusiastic about bringing these stories to life in another world where dragons and magic already exists and the Adventurers who dive into its unknown depths.
8 136Reaper's Grimoire
It begins with a entity, the entity is feared by all because of what it represent no matter god, mortal or immortal and even itself can't escape it. when it decided to visit the realm of gods to say hi to a old friend of his before traveling to the mortal world to do a mission it was ambushed by gods and died in the battle along with a few gods. The entity's power with no owner to control them start to imbue itself in to the items the entity it was carrying along with the rest going to the mortal world changing it forever. The god noticing the powers movement decided to seal the items and send them into other realms for the gods realm can't hold the item because of the curse the gods place upon it. After thousands of years some of the items developed sentience with one taking on the role and name that has long been forgotten... Reaper. (Author's note) I will add in more tags as the story goes on
8 152Fall of the Queen of Shadows
This is the backstory of one of my main antagonists in my D&D campaign. The story depicts the life and evetual Fall of the one to be known as the Queen of Shadows.
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