Emily Harris
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Continuing onwards towards the area that I had seen those guys hang about, my mind was surprisingly clear and everything had sunk in. 'A gangster, huh? I hadn't really considered it until now, and they are the kind of people I hate the most, but I guess I don't have a choice in the matter any longer and I am not really against it. As long as I don't become like one of those scumbags and can grant my mother the life she deserves, I am all for it,' I thought to myself as I sighed. I have nothing to lose…-
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"What the f*ck! Who said that?" I exclaimed, but then looking around me, there was nobody who could have whispered to me and the voice seemed to have somehow come from inside my head. a robotic voice announced. Calming down and seeing that the surrounding people had glanced over at me as if I was crazy after suddenly freaking out, I began quickly walking away, slightly embarrassed. the voice added. I thought that maybe I was going crazy and such a thing couldn't possibly exist, but I had nothing to…
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Leaving the rundown building that my flat was in, my fists were clenched tightly and all that was on my mind was crushing the men that dared to mess with my mother. There was only one group of assholes that would roam the area and force small businesses and stalls to pay them 'protection fees'. And what were they 'protecting' them from? They were protecting them from themselves, as, if one didn't pay the fees, they would be threatened time and time again, and eventually, their actions would get more and…
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"Hey! What's going on?" I call out as I rush towards the crowd as fast as I could. My heart was beating rapidly, on the verge of leaping out of my chest, and despite my legs aching after my arduous training, I bolted over at great speeds. Such a large crowd around my mother's stall definitely wasn't something good, and knowing that, I was struggling to stay calm. ... On the edge of Chinatown in Brooklyn, my mother had a small stall that she would sell handmade pastries and desserts from. Although she…
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Deep within the enigmatic heart of the Witches' Forest, a secluded haven was nestled amidst the ancient trees. Within its quiet confines, an unassuming cave served as the abode of an unparalleled triad - the Goddess Alliance, an embodiment of destruction veiled beneath a veneer of enigmatic elegance. This concealed sanctuary, though modest in its proportions, exuded an aura of serenity that belied its powerful occupants. Sato, a visionary amidst mortals, reached an astute conclusion borne from a…-
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The lawyer seated inside the wagon, calmy enjoyed the ride as he waited to reach his destination. The lawyer reclined comfortably within the confines of the wagon, his demeanor composed as he savored the journey towards his intended destination. The rugged terrain beneath them imparted an adventurous quality to the ride, causing the wagon to sway and jostle, while the rhythmic cadence of footsteps and the revolving wheels cast reverberations in the air. However, amidst this tranquility, an abrupt…
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The man entered the room gracefully, executing a respectful bow before placing the meticulously prepared papers on the center table. His gaze shifted between Sato and Yuya, exuding an air of confidence and professionalism. "Shall we commence?" he inquired. Yuya turned his attention to Sato, impressed by the selection of such a skilled lawyer to handle the delicate negotiations. "Impressive indeed. You've secured one of the best in the field," he acknowledged. Sato responded with composure and poise,…
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In the span of a few months, significant progress had been achieved in the small nation, overseen by Sato, which was undergoing rapid development. With the successful signing of the contract, Ethan had legally liberated Nervek from Jira's control, assuming full ownership of the city and all its assets. Meanwhile, Giron and the witches were actively engaged in establishing connections with other kings who had profited from Sato's resources. Their aim was to seek assistance and support in the ongoing…
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Jira, the cunning and calculating ruler, stood in the opulent throne room, his gaze sharply fixated on the entrance. His eyes darted about, searching for any signs of unexpected company. The room was filled with an air of tension, as if a hidden threat loomed in the shadows. "I am to believe," Jira spoke, his voice laced with skepticism, "that you did not bring anyone else with you, except for those who stand behind you?" His tone was filled with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion, as if he already…
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Sato and Jira sat opposite one another on an exquisitely crafted chair, adorned with intricate carvings and upholstered in regal velvet fabric. The chair, a masterpiece in itself, commanded attention with its majestic presence. A gleaming glass table, reflecting the soft glow of candlelight, separated the two adversaries. Standing behind Sato, a stoic figure with piercing eyes and an aura of authority, was Yuri. Her keen senses were attuned to every movement, her watchful gaze fixed upon the unfolding…
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