Michael Taylor
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"My plan for the future?" I raised an eyebrow, echoing Marco's question. I had already mapped out my path moving forward, following the guidance of the alternate future. It mainly involved farming while waiting for the Global Missions to commence. During that time, I intended to tackle some quests I had in mind. Even though I held those tickets, I didn't have to chase them all, but having more wouldn't hurt. The Global Missions wouldn't appear easily, even if I had become the strongest…-
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"Then, what's your next plan, Daniel?" Eventually, Marco broke his silence, his gaze piercing through the air. And his words carried a weight of seriousness that demanded my attention. Marco, he was the current second-in-command of the Bell Organization. He was a man of stern countenance, exuding an intimidating aura. He might not have been conventionally handsome or a charismatic figure. However, what set him apart was his razor-sharp intellect and unmovable firmness. Among all the…
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"Anyway, where's Lye? Is he late?" I glanced around the table and noticed Lye was missing. "Oh, he had to step outside to answer a phone call," Fara informed. "So, who was calling him? A hot girl, perhaps?" I teased, provoking an irritated response from Areia. "He's not the kind of person to fool around, and no, who would want to be his wife?" Areia folded her arms and declared fiercely, her eyes narrowing in mock anger. However, I could clearly see that she was hiding her jealousy…
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"Hey, Tess, do you think this will work?" I remembered asking Tess in the alternate future, a moment when he had lost his sanity and become a mad genius driven solely by the desire to end the apocalypse with his technology. He had looked at me with eyes devoid of light, his skin pallid, and then he had burst into hysterical laughter. "Yes, this will definitely work," he had proclaimed, his words filled with eerie conviction. "And when it begins, everything will burn, and no monster or god can…
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Recalling Old Jack's question from earlier, I closed my eyes briefly before opening them and gave him a heartfelt answer. "There's really no need to share with the people I hold dear, the ones who feel like family to me," I explained. It was a simple response, one that didn't require a grand explanation. It was my most honest and genuine reply. I had once been blind to the fact that I had a family all along, and I had lost them. But this time, I was determined not to lose them again. Hearing my…
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Regaining consciousness, I found myself surrounded by a clear sky yet its expanse marred only by the tears streaming down my face. Lying on the ground, doubt and confusion flooded my thoughts. Why? Why did the monsters strip me of everything I held dear? Unable to fathom the reasons behind their relentless attacks, a heavy weight settled upon my soul. It crushed my heart apart, however, in that moment, I realized I couldn't remain stagnant. The pit of depression and despair had consumed…
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The world around me shattered into a million pieces as I watched the life drain out of Areia's fragile body. It happened once again. Areia, just like Fara had also died in my hands. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision as I stared at her body. Why was this happening? I kept questioning myself mindlessly yet, I still couldn't find the reason. A suffocating heaviness settled over my heart and I was drowning in a sea of guilt and self-blame. I was powerless, too weak, and…
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"Fara, no!" Tears streamed down my cheeks, the grief a raw ache in my chest. "Please, no, don't...leave me." The pain was like a knife that had stabbed my heart, twisting and turning. "Come back...Fara...please, come back." I begged, hoping for a miracle to appear as I held her corpse closed. But deep inside my heart, I knew she was beyond reach. She had already left this world. "I can't do this without you." It was a truth that I couldn't accept and a a wound I couldn't heal.…
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Suddenly, I heard the sound of an explosion, followed by the rumble of collapsing structures. "W-What's happening!?" One of the surviving refugee's screams echoed the question in my mind. Then, I caught sight of an enormous, black mass emerging from the rubble. Its ominous form sent chills down my spine. "What is that?" My words were barely a whisper as the creature rose, revealing its terrifying visage. I didn't know what kind of form it had, but it had dark fur and glowing red eyes,…
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As I saw their faces, memories of the post-apocalypse days with the Branch Leaders flooded my mind. Each recollection brought a bittersweet mix of happiness and regret. I couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow for not having known them earlier. Their kindness and care had woven their way into my heart, leaving an indelible mark. It was a heartache to think that I had missed out on their presence in my life for so long. The pain of their untimely departure weighed heavily on my soul. It…
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