Christopher Robinson
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Alex did not immediately know it, but after effortlessly knocking down Su-Jin's boyfriend with a casual swing, Min-Ah had finally maxed out her favorability rating. And thus, as Alex and Min-Ah were walking away from the scene, the Queen of Hearts appeared before them. Naturally, only Alex could see or hear her. Thus, he simply silently acknowledged her presence while she spoke to him in an overly excited voice. "Ding ding ding! What is that? Oh my, it appears little Min-Ah has fallen head over heels…-
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While Alex was undergoing his physics lecture, his stepmother, Chae-Yeong had immediately returned to her home, where she quickly took a shower, and changed her clothes, before beginning to clean the mess she had made in her car, so that nobody would ever find out about what she and Alex had done. However, while she was cleaning her car, her neighbor came over to visit. Kwon Jung-Hyun was a housewife in her mid to late thirties and was roughly the same age as Chae-Yeong. She had a husband who worked all…
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Alex quickly got dressed after having a nice breakfast with his family. His attire was simply casual, a sleeveless hoodie, which was blasted with a logo from the local MMA gym he was currently fighting out of, and a pair of gym shorts. Along with a pair of running shoes. As a man who was absolutely ripped, Alex did not need to care about dressing up to attract chicks, and because of that, he liked to show off his muscular arms and legs as much as possible. After walking out of his room, with his…
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After realizing that he was now the sole antagonist in a netorare manga, and that his first objective was to steal his stepmother, and step sisters from their respective partners. Alex did not waste any time. He quickly climbed out of his room and shamelessly walked to the shower without wearing any clothes. Perhaps luck was on his side, but his younger step sister Min-Ah caught the sight of her oppa's chiseled body and mammoth dick, as he strode past her room with confidence, before entering the…
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In the city of New York, the moon held high above the sky, illuminating its many skyscrapers and the streets below. Standing in the middle of the road within Manhattan was a particularly beautiful young woman, as she gazed frantically upon the figure of a handsome man who appeared to be around the age of thirty. There were tears in the woman's eyes as she gripped something peculiar within her hand, with a tightness that could only be matched by a vice. Why was this gorgeous young lady in tears? Because as…
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My jaw dropped in a moment of shock as I saw the Perdition suddenly appear and open fire. The next moment it clicked shut as I braced myself and began to prioritize. “I want Drese on the forecastle intervening as possible! Mirash, get the volatile stuff from Mouse’s stash! Arnnaith, battle plan now. Gnar, be ready!” Some had already been leaping into action, while my words shocked others into motion. Gnar would typically be the first to receive orders, but he and the war band were already kitted…-
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“I expect to have the Death’s Consort ready to sail tomorrow.” “So there’s no problem with me having the lads practice some fighting between the ships in the meantime!” I sighed and rubbed my face. In front of ordinary crew signs like that were things that I tried to avoid, but in front of my lieutenants – and Gnar in particular – it seemed like a necessity to act more normally. And Gnar really made me feel like shaking my head sometimes. “Picture this with me, Gnar … there’s…
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Following my creation of a hierarchy aboard my ships I met with my newly appointed lieutenants and advisors to flesh it out. It was important to me that the crews of the two ships be mixed. The old hands from the Death’s Consort needed to be mixed with the fresh blood from the Final Internment. It wasn’t just about managing crew composition and morale, the Final Internment’s crew only had as much experience as I could give them in a few weeks of travel (which aboard the hulk left me less than…
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The Captain’s cabin was supposed to hold a kind of authority on its own, sort of like how an audience chamber would for a king. By virtue of the Captain’s authority, the place where he slept and conduced business would take on an atmosphere that rubbed off from its occupant. I stepped into Burdette’s cabin and immediately changed my plans to have the next phase of redemption held here. The room was odious to me. It wasn’t just my own nightmares of this place, it had absorbed the essence of my…
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I’d thought that carracks were the worst ship left on the seas when it came to maneuverability and speed. It seems I was wrong: whatever the Final Internment made up for in durability, it had lost in maneuverability. I considered it a credit to her former crew that they had managed to make any headway with her, and if they hadn’t been okay with shutting in ‘less-desirables’ below her decks than I would have regretted the removal of their expertise from the world. Even capitalizing on the currents…
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