Matthew Thompson
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Return to 3rd Person “I finally found you….” Wrapping her thin arms around Cynrik’s body, the girl buried her face into his chest, causing him to stiffen as if lightning had just struck him. Behind the two, Brance and Benny were stunned silent, while Gabby covered her mouth with a seemingly knowing smile and giggled with a soft “Fufu fu.” Looking down in confusion at the teenage girl, whose body was trembling, Cynrik felt his brain short circuit for a moment, her words echoing in his head on…
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POV Selene Everything went black after flinging my shitty brother’s across the room like the useless garbage they were. My memory was completely erased after the shadows ripped from my hands. My next memory is waking up on the ground a few hours later, unable to move, caked in blood, and covered in bruises. Behind me was Marie’s lifeless corpse, her eyes wide open and looking at me with glossy Cataracs covering the film of her once beautiful chestnut-colored iris. I can still remember the stench…
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POV ??? I never thought I would say this, but being born definitely tops the charts as the worst of all the experiences I’ve gone through. Feeling my new mother’s muscles contract to push my new body out was something I can honestly hope to never go through a second time. I wish I could say everything went well with my birth, but I was already fighting for my life from when I squiggled for the first time in my mother’s womb. The reason being my umbilical cord was tightly wrapped around my neck, and…
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POV ??? There are very few things I can remember from before I entered that never-ending white void. Fragments of memories that seem to be made of misshapen puzzle pieces. Gunshots, the smell of explosives, horrendous screams. Still to this day, 16 years later, I can still hear the cries of sorrow as the sky was painted in a terrible blinding flash of light. But those aren’t the only memories I have. I can remember the faces of people I once knew. A kind woman who would take me to the park. A brave and…
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Moving forward unhindered by the stares and glares aimed at their backs, the members of MyrkLys ran at full speed through Zone A-3, making their way to the threshold of A-2. As they ran, Brance glanced over his shoulder just in time to see several adults in dark suits arrive at the side of each unconscious boy they had just defeated before healing them with potions and Affinity skills. Seeing this calmed his heart slightly, as even though it was necessary to beat them to such an extent, he was…
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Snarkily speaking in the mind link, Cynrik took off after the group leader, who was already shaking in fear after seeing how ruthless Cynrik was and how organized the party appeared to be. The leader boy’s father’s words echoed in his head, “All you have to do is beat down four kids wearing different color hoodies and stop them from advancing to their proper zone. It shouldn’t be too difficult a chore if you bring along at least five or six other applicants.” As he watched the shorter boy in a…
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High above the venue where the Selections would soon be held, Saylin sat in his VIP box wearing a troubled expression. On one of the many floating screens, he watched Cynrik and his party walking through a group of kids in Zone-B before stopping at the waypoint between Zone-A and Zone-B. If it were simply a dispute between children, he wouldn’t have been troubled as it frequently occurred around the venue. However, as someone who had been receiving detailed reports on the boys for years, Saylin was…
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“So much for being low key,” Brance said as he elbowed a boy twice his size in the face, dropping him to the ground, rendering him unconscious instantly. “Bah, we have a time limit; there’s no point in dealing with idiotic arrogant brats like them. It’s better to just walk over their bodies than stop and banter with the fools.” Cynrik said while dusting off the sleeves of his hoodie and continuing forward. Flanking Cynrik on both sides, Gabby and Benny dusted their hands and followed after…
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Shoving his brother lightly in the back, Brance chided Cynrik and ushered Gabby and Benny to stand in front of him so that he could bring up the rear. Offended by Brance’s remark, Cynrik stopped his search and turned to face his brother. Brance scoffed while wearing an “I am right” expression. “Next in line.” A man’s voice spoke up behind Cynrik and Brance as they argued, but neither heard nor responded to him because they were so heated. “Will the next in line please step…
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“Ok, Cyn, I accept, but only if you’ll call me Big Sister and give me a big hug before you go,” Maeve said while crossing her arms under her ample F-Cup and looking down at him. Gulping his saliva nervously, Cynrik thanked his lucky stars for the feast for his eyes before extending his hand to seal the agreement. “No problem, Big Sis, anyway, I gotta get the others prepped to move out.” Even though Cynrik tended to lean hard on the side of being socially awkward, he’d never had a problem with…
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