Michael Wilson
Stories
10
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2.5 M
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The smell of sweat wafted through the air in the training hall as dozens of awakeners practiced under the bright light of the lamps hanging from the ceiling. They were in groups of five or six, battling each other and trying to outdo the other groups. The training hall looked like a battlefield. Booms and shouts echoed as the elements clashed. Flames crackled like whips, lightning struck with a roar, and small tornados swirled in the center of the hall. Sylvia and her four teammates dominated the…-
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Klaus and Justin sat at the long table in the meeting room. It was empty, just the two of them and the silence that pervaded the air. Justin, with his formal attire and neatly combed hair, couldn't stop tapping his fingers on the table. Sitting next to him, Klaus knew that his subordinate was nervous, but he let him be because he had a lot of things on his mind too. "If they come, what should I say, Klaus?" "Just keep quiet. Let me do the talking. Your job is to sign, that's all," Klaus replied in a…
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Sheila jogged after Klaus as they exited the director's office. He hurriedly walked down the hallway as if time were catching up with him. After learning that his cousin hadn't really gotten the exclusive rights, he was only thinking of how to get them back. Behind him, his secretary silently sighed, trying to keep up with his pace. "Boss, are you going to take his advice?" asked Sheila, her breathing a little labored. "I don't think we should make any hasty decisions." "Then, do you have any…
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After Klaus got an unpleasant message, he called Sheila to pick him up and take him to the Awakener Association. Upon arriving at the location, Klaus did not queue or wait for approval like he did beforehand. He went straight up to the 30th floor and broke through despite dozens of awakeners standing guard along the corridor. "Hi, sir, I'm sorry, but..." A guard fell to the floor as he tried to ask about Klaus' business to come to this special staff floor. Of course, his actions triggered the other…
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Sunlight streamed in through the window curtains and hit his face. Stretching, Klaus woke up from his deep sleep, even though his eyes still felt heavy. He reached for the smartphone on the side table and looked at the clock. "It's 7.30am. I slept eight hours." He got out of bed and opened the curtains. The beautiful scenery of New York City greeted him along with the warm morning sunshine. Ever since Klaus started working for the company, he had moved into an apartment in Greenwich Village. His body…
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Standing amidst the dozens of bodies lying on the floor, Klaus looked around the room. No one had survived the other than Mavis. Even the four innocent comfort women also became dead people. It's not like that Klaus enjoyed taking lives, he did it out of necessity. He didn't want any of the survivors to leak information about him. Regarding Mavis, he didn't have to worry about him because the man was mentally broken. "Alright, time to take the loot. Tell me where they keep the arcana,…
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"Kill them!" The order was given, and dozens of gangsters attacked simultaneously. Klaus simply waved his hand, and suddenly they screamed and collapsed instantly. "Ugh--" "Kaaarg!" "Keugh!" The gangsters were stunned, seeing their comrade curled up in pain on the floor. They did not know what had happened. "Morons! He used a projectile!" exclaimed Mavis from behind. Klaus threw four metal spheres before they could react. They surrounded Klaus and Sylvia at high speed, slamming into anyone who…
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Night fell over the Queens. The atmosphere in Far Rockaway was different when the sun had set. The street lights, which were usually brightly lit, began to recede into darkness, and seemed to hide what could happen in the midst of silence. The wind was strong, moving the branches of the trees that made a rattling sound, as if to add to the quiet atmosphere in the air. Some of the tall buildings seemed deserted, evident from the dim shadows and minimal lighting. However, on some street corners, there…
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Klaus crossed his arms. "Why did she come here?" "I don't know, boss. But she wanted to talk to you directly. It seems she's in trouble." "Tell her to leave. I'm busy." Klaus did not want to meet the person who had rejected his offer twice. He then went back to his office. As he was just sitting at his desk, a red-head woman barged into his room. "Mr. Klaus, I'd like to talk to you for a moment! Please listen for a moment!" Sheila showed up next. "Sorry boss, she barged in!" Not long after, three…
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The sun rose over the eastern horizon. As it rose higher and its rays warmed the air, the bustle and hustle of Manhattan began to emerge. Cars filled the streets and pedestrians passed by on the sidewalks. People began their activities, and the employees at Mors Industries were no exception. In the lab room where men and women wore long white coats and tubes of arcana were lined up, Jonathan was busy with his computer. The dark-skinned man looked sleep-deprived, his eye bags looked swollen and there…
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