Patricia Brown
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I opened my eyes, I was in a room in the middle of the night. Only the dazzling moonlight give light in the room through the gap of the curtain hanging on the windows. The first thing I notice is that my body become small. In other words, I am a newborn baby right now. The room was decorated with expensive looking ornaments. A magnificent rapier with state-of-the-art golden hilt and shining purple blade were embedded against the wall. Besides the sword was an ebony black wooden staff with rainbow…-
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As soon as I open my eyes, all I see is white. White floor, white walls, white ceilings and everything. I realized that I was laying down the white floor. The white room has only walls at all sides. No furniture or anything inside but walls. I try to move my right arm and notice that the arm does not create shadows. Strange, the room is bright but there is no light. I raise up my upper body and check myself. I scan my body and I am still clad with my school uniform. Then I look at my legs and think…
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In a busy and rustling city amidst the cloudy night sky, the bus stop area along the sidewalk was filled with a crowd of standing people under the ten meter wide waiting shed. Some were sitting on the bench under the shed looking intently on the phone in their hands. There were also people walking through the sidewalk passing the standing flock of people. Along the crowd was a boy with a black hair and brown eyes so average that can be found everywhere. He took his smartphone from his black pants right…
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The first light of dawn had barely touched the horizon when Zorvax and Ophelia set out from their shelter, a crude structure cobbled together from the ruins of a world that once was. The air was still, holding its breath as if in anticipation of the hunt that lay ahead. Zorvax, carrying the air of a seasoned predator, led the way with Ophelia close behind. As they traversed the bleak landscape, Zorvax's senses were keenly attuned to their surroundings, searching for the telltale signs of the undead.…-
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Zorvax, armed with purpose, moved towards the spot where his colossal bone sword was propped against the rugged wall of their makeshift shelter. His movements were fluid, more assured than before, and when he wrapped his fingers around the sword's hilt, he noticed something different. The weapon, once heavy and cumbersome, now felt as if it was made of something as light as driftwood. "It seems my strength has increased with the forced evolution," Zorvax mused, turning the sword over in his hands. A…
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The morning air was heavy with the scent of rust and decay as Zorvax stood amidst the barren landscape. The desolation of their surroundings mirrored the void that had once been his human emotions. Now, as a Bionic Zombie, there was an itch of curiosity beneath his skin—a yearning to understand the limits of his new abilities. With a pragmatic tilt of his head, Zorvax's eyes locked onto the lifeless form of Alpha, the bionic human he had defeated. Alpha's body was a grim tableau against the desolate…
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The week-long metamorphosis of Zorvax had become the focus of Ophelia's existence. The enigmatic dark cocoon, which had enveloped him completely, was now showing signs of life. Seven days had ticked by with the patience of a silent guardian watching over him, and on the morning of the seventh day, the cocoon shivered like a leaf on the verge of tumbling to the ground. Ophelia, ever vigilant, hovered close by. Her sharp, black eyes were fixed on the stirring cocoon, her body tense with anticipation.…
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The moment of decision had arrived, and Zorvax's contemplations culminated in a resolute choice. With a determined tone and a hint of curiosity, he declared, "I've decided, let's take this one." His enigmatic mask bore the faint glint of intrigue, reflecting his anticipation for the outcome of his selection. With a level of certainty that only a unique character like Zorvax could possess, he chose the enigmatic Level 2 Bionic Potion, the item shrouded in mystery. "I know that I'm taking a chance here,"…
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The empty land, previously the battleground of a fierce struggle between Alpha and Zorvax, fell into an eerie silence. Zorvax, his enigmatic smile still playing on his charred face, turned his attention toward the girl who had shot Alpha's head. Unbeknownst to Alpha, Zorvax had summoned the girl, Ophelia, at a strategic moment when Alpha's focus was fixed solely on him. The girl, Ophelia, had seized a gun from Alpha's subordinate, taking advantage of the brief lapse in Alpha's vigilance to end his…
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The desolate land was still cloaked in tension as Alpha, after being brutally slammed to the ground by Zorvax, lay there with his head buried in the earth. Zorvax, with his enigmatic smile, observed the scene before him, his eyes locked on Alpha. "It seems you haven't met your end just yet," Zorvax remarked, his voice tinged with curiosity and amusement. The moment he was waiting for, the announcement of Zombie Points, hadn't come to pass. Alpha, his face planted firmly in the ground, couldn't help…
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