Jennifer Moore

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  • by Jennifer Moore "What are you daydreaming about?" A classmate nudged Owen, causing him to stumble. The students were all excited, eager to test their "spirit" levels. The gamble-like nature of this process made everyone's blood run hot. Owen stepped forward, his demeanor becoming more natural. As time passed, each student awakened their "spirit". There was little sorrow among those who awakened disadvantaged-level "spirits". After all, they were unaware of the harsh realities of isekai. Having any…
  • by Jennifer Moore "Looks like we're going to see many powerful 'saints' today." "Wait, let's see which race this 'saint' belongs to." "..." As the red pillar of light shot into the sky, stirring the winds and clouds, a fierce and passionate aura of a wild beast emanated from within. A lion, entirely red with bloodshot eyes, roared towards the heavens: "Roar---" The surrounding clouds dispersed with its mighty roar. "Flame lionfolk... it's the flame lionfolk!" A burly man with fiery red hair laughed…
  • by Jennifer Moore Soon, the flying creatures landed steadily on the ground. They were entirely black, with smooth bodies devoid of fur, and their wings were like those of a bat, devoid of feathers. Their heads were elongated, somewhat horse-like, but they had no eyes. Instead, they had three pairs of long ears, as if they relied on sound for navigation. It was only when these flying creatures landed that Owen realized there were beings riding on their backs. Not exactly humans, but rather... Various…
  • by Jennifer Moore Seaside, the Archaeology Museum. The entrance plaza is abuzz with voices, as countless vibrant students step off the bus, gathering together. They are all high schoolers from Saint Aya Academy. Today, they have come to participate in the school's "Museum Day" event. At a class assembly point. Bald-headed Charlie, with a lazy look, flips through the roster in his hand, casually calling out names he knows by heart: "Roger." A handsome young man with golden hair raises his hand, "Here!"…
  • by Jennifer Moore It would be a lie to say that Shane didn't like this talent. Although it wasn't even an Exceptional or Master Grade talent, the fact that it was related to stealth attracted him a lot. After all, this was the reason why Jenkins and his partner survived for a long time while roaming around in this Zombie-Infested land. There was no way he would underestimate this talent. With this in mind, Shane then decided to check the Reputation Store. Before that, however, Shane uttered a silent prayer. He wasn't…
  • by Jennifer Moore With the zombies reeling from the onslaught of ice and fire, Shane seized the moment. With his magazine spent, he didn't bother to reload as he drew his Master-Grade Hatchet, its blade gleaming with a soft red glow, making Shane's appearance a bit scarier. [ Hatchet ( Master ): A fearsome axe that can slash through zombies with ease. It is made of a rare metal that shines with a bright red light, and has a curved blade. It can kill a zombie with a single hit, and can also cause bleed and burn effects.…
  • by Jennifer Moore The Jumper Zombies pounced at them too fast! As soon as Shane warned everyone, the Zombies were already in action! Harper used his Pickaxe to stop the Zombie, while Leo used his Forging Hammer and slammed the Zombie away! However, the Walker Zombies were already on their way to them, so they couldn't finish off the Jumper Zombies, who were pushed away! On the other hand, Shane wanted to shoot the Zombies since he had plenty of bullets to spare, but because the two Scavengers were panicking due to…
  • by Jennifer Moore Shane didn't bother recycling the painting inside the church. The reason was simple: it was too flimsy and useless to be of any value. It couldn't even protect them from a Crawler Zombie, the weakest type of zombie. Because of that, he decided not to take it apart since they could also gather plenty of firewood in the forest outside the estate. Shane, Leo, and Harper felt a surge of curiosity and excitement as soon as they saw the secret door. There seemed to be an engraved emblem of an island or perhaps a…
  • by Jennifer Moore The man had a revolver in his hands, but it wasn't pointed at them yet. It seemed as if he knew what they were capable of. "Are you a Foreign Survivor?" Jenkins suddenly asked as the man got closer. He didn't show any signs of resistance as he even slowly put down his weapon. "I am… And I believe you're one as well." The man answered. His answer obviously relieved Jenkins and Marcus, but they also shook their heads at the same time. "We're not Foreign Survivors… At the very least, after we…
  • by Jennifer Moore As Shane finished making another wooden cup, he received a few notifications about the free experience points and realized that Gene had probably encountered some problems in the forest. 'Not bad…' Shane smiled as he confirmed that Gene was indeed strong enough to deal with Low-Tier Zombies that he left in that area. To be honest, he thought of following them and using his Binoculars to observe them secretly. However, he realized that he had to trust Gene right now, especially after he showed such an…
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