《Demugad In The Battee of Blood》REYNA be nimble, I am quick, I just got caught..
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I got into district 2 no problem, the peacekeepers didn't even see me. I even convinced some sweet old lady to let me spend the nights at her house because "my parents were fighting". She fixed me breakfast and told me where the school was from her house. I didn't even think, I went to school, like a normal kid. Everything was going great until I walked into the principal's office to get a schedule.
"Hello, ma'am, I am a new student and I need my schedule." The lady at the front desk looked at me like I was an alien.
"New student? There is only one school in the whole district, unless... did you train all your life in the training academy?" She looked surprised and amused.
"Oh, uh, yeah I came here until I was eight then my parents had me train. They wanted me to become a peacekeeper."
"That's great sweetie. Now just let me put you into the system and print out your schedule. What is your name?"
"Reyna Ramírez-Arellano." She starts typing really quick, very uniform. A small piece of paper comes out of the bottom and she hands it to me.
"Now hurry up Reyna, your first class starts in 2 minutes." I ran down the halls to the other side of the building. My first class was architecture, luckily that's Romans best quality, well besides fighting... and strategy, and- never mind.
I find an empty seat in the back row. The people all around me start gazing at me awkwardly. I try to ignore it and focus on what the teacher is saying, but it's hard. Class finally ended and the girl beside me asks, "Hey! Fresh blood, why don't I recognize you?" All the other kids crowd around me. I see one kid who looks very similar to an old centurion that I used to know. Before I know it all the kids are asking me questions. Before I know it I black out.
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8 218In Pursuit of Glory
I felt a huge physical force slam into my back. I didn't have any time to think as I rocketed into the wall and felt the drywall dent beneath my body. Eyes wide, I groaned and began to push off the wall when, unceasingly relentless, my assailant backstabbed me with a knife to my gut. I gasped; being stabbed there is no laughing matter. Even today, with all the advances of science, a wound like that can easily be mortal. Most likely would be. I gasped for air with a snarl, funneling the wind into my lungs to help them expand after being pancaked into the wall. Nobody f***ing backstabs me and gets away with it. If there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that I love being alive. I love it more than anything else. It’s something only a dead person can understand, and I feel myself forgetting all the time. But there’s a secret to death, and I keep it with me. Always. It’s never permanent, it’s never peaceful, and it’s always filled with regrets. But death, despite all of its shortfalls, can give a short respite from life, like a comfy afternoon nap. Death is Respite. It’s a rest for the weary. And to all those people who wander in death lonesome and regretting their broken lives - always, without fail, cut too short - I beg them to take advantage of it. I tell everyone to take advantage of death, even when I can’t bring myself to do so. --- Ciaran travels the world in pursuit of Glories, unfathomable, power-bestowing balls of golden light sequestered in difficult-to-reach places. A fun fantasy romp with a character with an unorthodox narrative voice trying to find his purpose in the world.
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8 370Chaeryeong Imagines (gxg)
requested 💗Hello, lovelies! Welcome to my book of Chaeryeong of ITZY Imagines! -these imagines are female reader only. I will happily accept requests. However, I don't write smut or personal imagines and I make no exceptions with those rules. -please be respectful in my comments! I hope you all enjoy! I adore Chaeryeong so I'm so excited to write for her! 🥰 hope you enjoy this book for her as much as I'm loving writing in it!Happy reading, lovelies 💖Started: 2-6-21Completed:Highest Rankings:♡ #1 in itzyimagines ♡♡ #1 in itzychaeryeong ♡
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