Patricia Moore
Stories
14
Chapters
5,808
Words
3.9 M
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Reading
13 d, 9 h
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September 10th, 2089 Terra’s POV “Hello, I’m Daiki Hayashi. I’m your grandfather.” A man with piercing black eyes and short, cropped brown hair spoke to me as he introduced himself. My mother, normally a strong and confident woman, was radiating anxiety. She put on an excellent front, but it was excruciatingly obvious to my senses that she was uncomfortable being here. I too was uncomfortable, as I saw my grandfather’s eyes clearly assessing me. How did I end up here on a random…
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September 7th 2089 “This is Irene, the automaton Kira and I have been working on these past few months.” I said as I finished introducing Irene to the girls. “Nice to meet you Irene.” The girls responded politely. Irene returned their greetings before giving them all a once over and letting loose an impressed whistle. “Shit, Terra, are these three broads your harem?” Irene asked. I nodded, leading Irene to slapping me on the back “Nice fucking work! As expected of the…
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September 6th, 2089 I am standing alone in the empty expanse of a wide, rolling prairie. The sky above me is a cloudy grey, and there’s a bit of a nip in the air that indicates autumn’s approach. The reason why I am in a desolate stretch of Wyoming on my first weekend break from school is because it is finally time to power up the automaton. I wisely foresaw that doing an extremely volatile activation ritual in a small bedroom apartment would be risky, hence my current location. There’s…
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September 1st, 2089 Terra’s POV Today is the long awaited first day of school. Kira and Veronica were so excited that they didn’t sleep at all last night. And since they didn’t sleep, neither did I as we passed the time with our usual nighttime activities. “Terra! Are you ready yet? We don’t want to be late!” Kira called out as I finished putting on my uniform. Rin, having refused to be left behind, had decided to merge with me as a tattoo so she could come along to school. …
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August 31st, 2089 Reiji’s POV I was running down a dark corridor, desperately trying to get away from my pursuer. I was gasping for breath as I felt that evil and oppressive aura once more. I tripped, sprawling to the ground. I saw Akemi’s cold corpse lying there, eyes open and looking right at me. Accusing me. A faint whisper of “Why did you kill me?” resounded in my head. I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I scrambled to my feet, but it was too late. Out of the darkness emerged a…
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August 30th, 2089 Rin’s POV I glared at the jerks who dared to hurt Master, ready to kick their ugly butts! “Rin… aim for the one with red hair. He’s channeling a curse that’s crippling me.” Master sounded so weak through our telepathic link, it’s scary. I launched my foxfire in a circle, scorching a bunch of the pathetic demons. Why are they even considered demons like me? They are so lame! Hmph, I am so much better and cuter than all of them! The chains restraining Master…
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August 30th, 2089 Terra’s POV I am grumpy. I thought that when I uncovered and stopped a plot to annihilate two worlds that I had used up my allotted number of troublesome things one deals with in life. In nearly every web novel I have ever read, the protagonist lives happily ever after with his harem after terminating a world-ending threat. I have a harem, I was sort of like a protagonist, and I did successfully terminate a worlds-ending threat. Yet here I am, fighting an actual fucking demon…
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August 30th, 2089 I stood in the darkness off-stage as I braced myself to go on. The arena is packed to capacity with 6,000 people who are already cheering as the dimming lights indicate it is showtime. With my heightened senses I am painfully aware that my fan club, which has expanded beyond the 4 founders, is occupying most of the first few rows. Reiji, his girlfriend Akemi, Kiyoshi, Aito, and Koji are all ecstatically watching the stage, waiting for the show to start. My hair is up in its usual…
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August 28th, 2089 Terra’s POV “Thank you so much for agreeing to join us, Miss Yamamoto! Welcome to the Rising Sun Talk Show!” I nodded silently in response to the talk show host who then proceeded to all but gush over my appearance. Top Talents finally managed to convince me to do some publicity for my first concert on the 30th. Honestly, I needn’t have bothered. Apparently, my reluctance to show up in public only increased my so called “mysterious allure”. Then came that…
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August 18th, 2089 Vivian Pendragon’s POV I stood in the throne room of Buckingham Palace, gazing upon my father King William as I awaited his command. “My dear daughter, I wish to entrust the task of investigating this terror group known as Pandemonium to you.” I nodded in acknowledgement, but couldn’t resist asking a question. “Father, I am honored that you would choose me, but shouldn’t the Council already have a task force regarding Pandemonium?” At my mention of the Council, I…
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