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Mir Warrior
Nothing beats training like beating down a foul-mouthed fellow.
Bottoms up
If I say this will increase your lifespan by double while regressing to a youthful look...No? Then how about I call an exorbitant price? Interested now aren't we?
Apocalypse Notebook 4
"Mr Fallam, please have a seat. This is Mr Grell, the truck driver.""Please to meet both of you. Time is of the essence, so if we could complete our transactions and ensure the container delivery.""Of course, of course."The manager beamed.This young man had placed an order th...
Apocalypse Notebook 3
Saturday night.Jason ignored the incoming call, silencing the ring. The old man was probably steaming with rage on seeing the accounts emptied.Who cares, though? After tonight, he would rise to become a kingpin in the city.He placed his precious materials into the leather backpack and pulled the str...
A trip to tell the story of a strange tale
The carriage wound down the narrow lane in the darkness of the night.Only the moon shone with its light. Window shutters open to allow the cool breeze of autumn to enter the crooked frames of the clustered houses flickered with candlelight.Some of these were gifted by the Behemoth Gang courtesy of t...
Thank You All
This is a heartfelt thank youto all of the Readers who joined since I returned to writing.I decided to place the quill down from editing, to praise all my members.To the ones who supported me at the highest tier, I can't express my genuine appreciation. I'm trying to place my thoughts into w...
Apocalypse Notebook 2
Jason paced at the foot of his bed, glancing ever so often at the view outside.What was a bustling metropolis would deteriorate into a hell on earth. The entire world would become a dystopia.How bad compared to the city?He, nor those whom he knew, possessed the answer. Those who ventured out never r...
Into the open
Old Willow was thankful he had a lifestone-reinforced heart.First his grandson, now this.He should have remained in the Pass...
Apocalypse Notebook
How generous are you in a concrete jungle?
Apocalypse Notebook 1
The moon hovered high over the city—a watchful distance envied by its many residents.The wind swept over the occasional low growls, shrieks, and curses, all synonymous with city life.Residing in a metropolis always followed the unspoken rule: eat or be eaten.Who knew this was not only meant to be ...
