Linda Wilson
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As Corey read the papers, he was able to know just how difficult the lives of the Terror Queen and Usher had been in the past month. He wasn't surprised when he realized that Oscar wrote in details just how exactly they had suffered, most likely an attempt to bring forth sympathy from him. From the papers, Corey knew that Oscar previously planned on removing his hands from Neon after this month ended. A decision which was not surprising to Corey. Assuming he had given Oscar, the Terror Queen and Divine…-
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Inside a room in a fairly large building in the inner area of the city of sin, a man wearing an expensive looking red suit had a deep frown as he looked at the papers laying before him on his desk. He took in a deep puff of the Cuban cigar in his hand, then he exhaled and released a sigh as he slumped into his chair. "Profits from the sales of Neon have gone downhill." "Although we tried to reduce quantity produced, it greatly affected the customers and we had a backlash because of it." "More people…
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Blergh! The sound of vile liquid hitting the ground resounded in Corey's ears. He looked at Kiefer who was vomiting and a light smile appeared on his lips. His gaze shifted to the cause of Kiefer's reaction- The corpses of the remaining members of the Dread Vipers. This was obviously not the first time Kiefer had seen corpses. But what he had never seen were corpses in the state of the Dread Vipers. Some corpses had so much boils, bumps and pus on their faces and bodies that one could not even see the…
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"What is your desire Kiefer?" Corey's question rang out in Kiefer's mind and a surprised and baffled expression instantly appeared on Kiefer's face. Two seconds of silence passed, then Kiefer answered: "To be truly free and happy." Three seconds of silence passed, then Corey turned towards Kiefer with an expression that was extremely indifferent. "Your desire is… childish." Corey said, and Kiefer frowned. "Just because I'm a child doesn't mean my desires are childish. I believe most people,…
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"What is your name kid?" Corey questioned with a slight twitch of his eye. His healing injuries were quiet ticklish. The young boy did not reply, but instead, his gaze was wholeheartedly fixed on the healing hole of Corey. "How is your injury healing?" "You're just a tier 2, so you should not have the required constitution to heal an injury of that level." "You also did not take a rare plant or healing medicine, and there's no healer around here." "So how is your injury healing on its own?" When…
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"What a fucking mess." A hoarse whisper resounded in the extremely silent office followed by a loud sigh. The intruder gazed at the headless corpse of the leader of the Dread Vipers as he slumped unto the floor with a loud thud. His breathing was erratic and heavy and with visible difficulty, he gazed at the fairly large hole in his chest and he frowned before releasing another deep sigh. "I was too careless and I underestimated him." A soft groan escaped the lips of the intruder as he looked at the…
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'Even if he has a level three Mind's Eye, I highly doubt he attained it himself. He's not talented.' As the intruder had this thought, his light blue and deep violet eyes landed on the young boy who was hiding behind the desk in the room. A glint of realization flashed in the eyes of the intruder. 'So that's how he got a level three Mind's Eye.' 'He most likely used the boy to locate a rare herb to attain a level three Mind's Eye.' The intruder thought, then he looked at the wound at his…
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"I don't care what you do to him. I just want to be free and happy." When the intruder heard the words of the young boy, a slight frown emerged on his face. "You don't desire revenge?" "Are you not angry at this man?" "Don't you hate him and the other people who made you live a terrible life?" "Don't you want to torture him and kill him yourself?" The intruder questioned, and the young boy released a tired sigh as he sat with his back resting against the wall. "I hated him in the past.…
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SLAP! Bam! "What did I tell you about bringing an incomplete payment?" In a room that spoke of opulence and depravity, a man who seemed to be in his fourties and had blonde hair spoke in a deep and indifferent tone as he gazed at a young boy who was coughing out blood as he slumped near a wall with a body sized imprint. The man walked away from his desk, and with cold indifferent eyes behind his shades, he walked towards the young boy. "Did I not ask you a question?" The blonde man…
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An entire hour passed after Kiefer left the mirror shop, and as Corey subtly followed and observed him, he was beginning to get frustrated. At first, he was curious about the story and life of the boy. After watching him for an hour, Corey was beginning to lose his interest. From what Corey had observed, the boy's job was to collect payment from certain stores. Obviously, the stores were not giving the boy money for no reason. The boy was a slave who worked for a group called The Dread Vipers. The…
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