Patricia Miller
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"Remember, kill them all, and do not let anyone escape. That is the order." "..." "We wait for a chance to strike." The hissyrs were not weak at all, perhaps one could even say expertly coordinated, as after No. 2 stabbed one of them, they all quickly ran to specific spots around their small camp, while those that were far from No. 2 started shooting him with their spit. A spit strong enough to crack and slightly cave in solid stone. No. 2 was easily able to avoid every spit bullet they shot at…-
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"Hey! Your butt is touching my butt, No. 5! Move!" "I am afraid that is not possible, No. 2. As you are already aware of, we have no space anymore." "We will have more space if you just go on a diet! And why are you even sitting beside me!? Go to the back and just let the new guy ride shotgun!" "I am afraid that is also not possible. I'll lose too much energy if I even miss a single meal." "Bitch, you have like 10 years worth of food in you!" "..." Rhys was wondering what type of vehicle…
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"He avoided the knife, twice! Nobody has avoided the knife twice!" Ominous. Even though the girl's voice was cute and all bubbly, the fact that she was wearing a white faceless mask, and then running across the dimly lit room and circling the other people that were wearing the same mask was quite... ominous. But after a few seconds of thinking how weird they were, Rhys stood up straight and once again introduced himself. "Rhys Wilder, reporting for duty." "Ah! He even saluted too!" The little…
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"You called for me, Ma'am?" "How are you finding your new roommates?" "They... are very interesting." "They are freakishly weird is what they are, you don't need to be nice. Come on in." "Yes, Ma'am." "Are you not going to ask why I threw you to them instead of with the other recruits?" "No, Ma'am. It is not my place to ask questions." "Wow, would you look at that? Just one day with Pervert and Baldie and you're already learning. Let's hope being an obedient soldier is all that you…
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"How many died, Millis?" "13 confirmed, 5 MIA, Commander Ayesha." "Zeus, shit...That's the number of the latest batch of recruits with Rhys Wilder. Anyone actually from his batch?" "Two of them, Ma'am." "They just got here." Staff Sergeant Millis was now back in the walled base, along with the new recruits who were currently sprawled down on the ground like lifeless puppets, with only their chests moving heavily as their breaths created an orchestra of gasps. Rhys was also there, seated…
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"Are these all the items the new recruits brought?" "Yes, Ma'am!" "Zeus, shit! I am right in front of you, you dumb squid. You don't have to shout!" "Y-yes, Ma'am." "Where is Rhys Wilder's bag?" And while the new recruits were fighting for their lives and being gnawed and chased by 2-headed dogs, Commander Ayesha was inside their tent, leisurely examining their bags. This is not against the constitution, of course, as members of Underworld Corps have already waived their rights as soon as…
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"Recruits, calm the fuck down! Panic will kill you!" "Don't go there! Gods damn it!" "Rhys!" "...Rhys!" Rhys knew he was being called by his superior, but the growling and howling of the orthros were loud, visceral. Drowning even the screams of the recruits who were sadly at the back of the line and being eaten alive. There was all sorts of noise, and yet that wasn't the reason why Rhys could not really hear any of it, no. It was the red orthros that had 5 Gray Hearts floating above its…
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"Take a minute to gather yourselves!" "F... finally." "I feel like I'm going to die." "You will, just not today." "Look at that guy, is... he even human?" "Shit... he's the only reason why we're only resting now." "Tch, show off." "Fucking Dregger." "Woah, woah. Who used the D-word!?" "With the hard R too!?" "Wow... you guys are classist as fuck." Dregger. It has been a very long time since Rhys heard someone call him like that—it was what they used to call people like…
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"Attention, recruits!" Rest. The new recruits have already forgotten what rest is, and it hasn't even been a full day since they entered the Underworld Corps. No, perhaps rest doesn't exist in the Underworld Corps in the first place. For 20 hours, they have been jumping up and down the Hole without pause. They were handed rations, but they had to eat them while falling. Some thought that by fainting during the fall, they would be able to rest...but they ended up even more exhausted than they…
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"...That makes sense." And as Rhys was surrounded by the other recruits that were either groveling on the floor or struggling to sit up, he continued scanning his surroundings. When he was previously in the Underworld, he was inside some sort of cavern—but this time, he was outside. He had seen photos of it before, but seeing it in person truly makes one almost feel like they were drowning. No photo could do this place justice. The Surface world is a sphere, the horizons will always have an end.…
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