Patricia Moore
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February 1st, 2090 Irene’s POV “So, boss, what’s it like being outed to the rest of the harem?” I cackled at Minato as he flushed a solid brick red in embarrassment. My gender bending creator finally got busted when Trap-kun connected the dots together. I don’t think the blushing red on his face has faded since. He has also been coerced into going out with them as Rin for a girl’s night. The others were giggling over how they would do their nails, watch a romantic movie, all that…
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January 22nd, 2090 Reiji’s POV I stumbled up the stairs, sore all over from Minato’s latest training. I dragged myself into the bath, letting out a moan of pleasure that could have been recorded for a dirty movie as I sunk into the hot water. I unfortunately can’t savor this bath for too long, since this was a morning training and school starts in an hour. Apparently, Minato is holding these super early trainings to make us adapt to operating with sleep deprivation. Jeez, he really is a…
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January 20th, 2090 Dante’s POV I rubbed my temples tiredly as I looked over the massive pile of paperwork that was on my desk. I remember the good ol’ days, where terrorism and insurgency didn’t require anything besides violence. “MY LORD! HAVE YOU FINISHED WITH THE DUTIES OF RULING YET!?!” Ibaraki-doji bellowed as he came by to drop off even more paperwork. The strength of his voice caused the documents on my desk to scatter about the office, making me bite back a depressed sob. Why…
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January 16th, 2090 Rin’s POV Mwahaha! Despite boiler brain’s unexpected confession to Master, I still managed to be the one to go on a date with him first. Okay, it’s not an actual date, but I don’t have to tell boiler brain that. Master got quite agitated after big sis said the name Hayashi. He told me to get ready for an excursion tonight, so here we are at some fancy mansion in the fancy part of Tokyo. I still don’t know what is going on. “Hey Master! What are we doing…
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January 16th, 2090 Hikari’s POV I opened my eyes, basking in that refreshing feeling that one gets after a good night’s sleep. The room was dark, yet strangely enough that didn’t hinder my vision in the slightest. Huh, that’s new. I got out of bed, feeling much lighter on my feet than usual. Did I lose weight? I also don’t remember being this top-heavy, not that I’m complaining. And since I’m asking questions, am I taller? I silently stalked into the bathroom of the apartment,…
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January 15th, 2090 “Terra, you know what you are doing, right?” Kira asked. “No, but this is our best shot. I would recommend heading to where the others are. I don’t know how this ritual will turn out.” Kira nodded at my words and hastily retreated. It was the dark of the moon tonight, a suitable time for my ritual to heal Hikari. We were located out in countryside, specifically near the side of Mt. Fuji. It was isolated enough to avoid notice and located on a leyline in case I…
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The 4th Day of Summer’s Eve, Year 200 of the Royal Era I surveyed the most recent battlefield from the top of the battlements, casually balancing on the tip of a spire. A variety of knights surrounded me, oblivious to my presence. Willow was standing nearby, dressed in a formal gown with her coat of arms stitched on: a two-headed brown serpent entwined with a red rose. This was the same coat of arms as the slaughtered soldiers I saw in my previous visions. She glanced up at me occasionally, as…
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The 4th day of Summer’s Eve, Year 200 of the Royal Era Terra’s POV I thought that being summoned would be like when I use to travel between worlds. I was wrong. There was no seamless transition after a brief spin. Instead, I felt as if I were stuck on a merry-go-round from hell. I had no discernable surroundings, and the only thing I could see was the damn writing from the summoning circle. The words that the summoner used echoed in the blurry space I was hurtling through: “O Peerless…
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January 8th, 2090 Irene’s POV It’s been several weeks since the boss left to go on his rampage. He checked back in every once in a while, but most of the time he was absent. And the fucking, pussy-footed, ass-licking, dick-sucker didn’t bring me along with. I may sound calm, but it is only because my anger emotion reached incalculable levels and triggered the circuit breaker in my emotional router. Back-up sub-routines took over until the router could be restored. In biological terms, I…
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December 14th, 2089 Terra’s POV “Terra, please rest. You’ve done everything that you can right for her.” I grimaced at Kira’s words, but I could not refute them. It’s been three days since Pandemonium attempted to kill Hikari and Veronica, and I have no clue as to why. Not that I have had much time to think or do anything else other than frantically keep Hikari alive. Veronica was also badly injured in that battle, but Hikari ran afoul of a blood magic curse. I fucking hate blood…
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