Sarah Thomas
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Barza Keith's blood-filled scream startled Hisato, forcing him to step away, wiping his eyes. With all of his willpower, Barza pulled the sword out of his body, violently shaking it to unstick it from the wood. Blood poured down his side like an overflowing pot, but he didn't care. "I! AM! IMMORTAL!!!" With a frenzied roar, Barza slashed the heavy blade at Hisato. A wide crimson line opened on his chest, bloodily staining the man's green robes. Hisato regained his balance and glared angrily. CHNK!…-
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Who in the seven hells was this arrogant prick? How dare he glide down gracefully like some sort of green dress-wearing pigeon. "Trash?!" Barza Keith, the Lone Shadowdark laughed, "Aha haha! Don't you know who I am?!" He flourished his sword, stomping on the fallen Yoshio's stomach, "I'm the Chosen One! The one from your stories and legends!" Lone pointed his blade, "Capable of great feats of strength! Able to use all of the forgotten skills of your Anxiety Jump Snek!" He again pointed his blade…
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Yoshio, the arrogant, dark-haired, young Warrior of the Muto family, had changed drastically since last Pale saw him. He had somehow lost his white robes, and his naked chest was covered in dark bruises, strange scratch marks, and even a strange blue discoloration on his shoulder. His eyes were sunken, his face pale, as if he hadn't eaten for bells and hadn't slept for even longer. Most striking was his hair: it had been long, dark, and tied in a ponytail, but now was stark white and had fallen off in…
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"Dad! Don't go!" Pale yelled. Pale found himself standing in a cold forest of gold leaves and wild green moss. His hand was outstretched to no one. He wiped a tear that had slid down his cheek and sighed. He was no longer in that awful place. He silently thanked both Boss Tycon and his father, in his heart. They had saved him. He took a deep breath, taking in the cool forest air, the herbaceous scents, and appreciating the crispy, golden leaves. The nightmare was over. Swiftly and without warning,…
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Pale wiggled backward to sit up in his bed. His sheets were soaked with sweat and he wiped off his forehead with his pajama blouse sleeve, "I... I think I had a nightmare, Sir Tycon." "Go on," Tycon replied, his back still turned. He continued incessantly scratching quill to paper at his writing desk. "Something was... wrong... with Taree, Sir... And... and I told her to keep her eyes open... because I thought if she closed them, she'd die." ...Did Boss Tycon know Taree? Pale couldn't remember. His…
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Barza Keith, the Lone Shadowdark, thought that he was getting used to the feeling of weightlessness. But gravity's cruelty again took hold of him and he collided with the hard forest floor, his entire body radiating with the shock. Sound returned to his world-- a deluge of laughter. Jeers. Mockery. "OH!! Ohohoho!! You broke the Outsider!" Roars and excited screams crescendoed from the crowd, warriors of the Muto family clad in dark leathers and black cloth masking their faces. They laughed at him.…
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Pale's entire back was drenched in sweat and his legs were throbbing in pain from sprinting. He had run faster than he had thought possible, for farther than he could have imagined. He pressed his back against one crystal tree in a forest of a thousand and he prayed desperately that it was good enough. He needed to breathe, to get air to his lungs. Tears fell silently from his eyes as he struggled to calm his body, to make zero noise. He couldn't unclench his fists, and his nails had begun to draw…
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Baketsu was confident. Pale used a spear, a beginner weapon. No matter how fast it was, it was predictable, unlike the versatile sword. "Before we begin, Warrior Pale, I gotta warn you. I've comprehended the Stone Body art to Middle Completion. It means you have no chance at winning." Pale smirked. Arrogant. Baketsu grinned back. He looked forward to teaching him a lesson. Baketsu blinked. He immediately regretted that decision. In that moment, the spearman had crossed the distance between…
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Pale recognized the dark-haired boy as one of the ninjas under Yoshio's command. The ninja pulled down the cloth covering his face, revealing himself as a boy around the same age. "How did you know where I was?" The boy pointed his sword. It sounded like his pride was hurt. "Sorry about that," Pale laughed with embarrassment. "I didn't actually know where you were, I just kinda guessed someone was there?" The ninja narrowed his eyes in a glare. Silence reigned in the forest. Even though this was the…
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'Six pale fingers around her ankle, // Twisted white strands for each finger. They whispered as they watched. // A single eye, hidden within, seeing all. They hungered for flesh. // They thirsted for innocence. Ah, to drink of her blood. Lovingly. Explicitly. See how she squirms. // See how she rejects. "Cry out, Child of Heaven. No Angel can hear you in this place." Pale ignored the sound of his own voice, whispering words he did not will. "Pale... Please tell me what's going on. You're…
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