Sophia Johnson
Stories
9
Chapters
6,067
Words
3.7 M
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Reading
12 d, 21 h
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TOCK!TOCK!TOCK! Pitter, patter sound resounded in quick succession. Lucas, finding the door half opened, asked while taking a step inside. "Scotch, can I enter?" CLUNG! The tick, tick sound of hitting the keyboards ceased. Scorch's body froze and as he turned back, he saw Lucas' bewildered expression. Lucas blinked a couple of times. With three monitors overlapped on the table, some sort of code was running in one, while the other two screens displayed chats of certain individuals. And the…
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After beating Helena, there were a lot of gossip about how a zombie beat Helena after getting beaten to death. People even commented that he might have a zombie bloodline ability. All these rumors disappeared eventually, and Lucas recovered greatly after putting a layer of fat on his face. Swish! A layer of paper fell over him. "This is too much, "Lucas screamed in frustration. His rotten fish eyes had been squeezed out of moisture due to working day and night. Training and studying were already…
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The world around him spun as his brain crashed due to an over-influx of information. "This is too easy, Lucas." "Shut up." "You just lack vision. Let me explain. Each spell consists of several intertwining lines folded over one after another. While chanting, we calculate and draw the lines stacking them upon one another while imagining the outcome."Roan explained and pointed at Lucas. "It seems you lack the creativity to imagine the design. The structure of the physical manifestation of the spell…
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Due to Joyce's arrogant words and actions, it was no longer a casual sparring. Some things are better if they are kept in the dark and shouldn't be spoken in the open. With the President's reputation on the line, Lucas had to throw away his easygoing attitude. Since it had come to this, Lucas could also use this opportunity to showcase his loyalty, scoring a few bonus points in her eyes. Joyce took a big leap, putting all his weight forward and lowering his body to stab forward at Lucas. Lucas…
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In the VIP lounge at the sword club. "Haaa…" A man with gray hair massaged his shoulder. "From the very moment you stepped in here, I knew you were going to cause trouble here." "What do you mean?" The other man feigned ignorance. "Issac, I don't care what tricks you have under your sleeve, but don't you dare mess with the people in my place." His tone became sharp, and his body exuded a terrifying pressure, cracking the cups placed over the table. "Nathan, since when did you become so…
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"Lu… Lucas, what the fuck did you do?" "How did you become the Fairy Princess's Secretary, and why the hell am I forcibly put to work as a floor and toilet cleaner." "For god's sake, I am a student, not a janitor." Parth cried in disbelief. As soon as he returned, he was dragged by student council members and was given the job to cleaning toilets. If he didn't comply with the order, his AP would be deducted. Lucas, stretching his body, answered with a saddened face without glancing at…
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"Director of Valhalla." "You know better than anyone else that when there is a conflict of interest, the one that prevails should be a matter of the Empire as long as we are doing nothing bad." A cold, chilling voice sounded. Following a deathly silence, the temperature of the chamber went down by a few margins. "I understand, Your Highness." Julian folded her long legs, and sitting down on her seat, stared down at the crow-masked man kneeling before her. Her gaze lacked empathy, making the…
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Caressing the small girl squatting before her, the woman recited a poem. When all hope is lost and blood soaks the land. From the ashes will rise the harbinger of the end. When the flames of loss and fury are fanned. Darkness will begin its reign. Only when the power of eight elemental kings will be united, the carnage coursing the land can be avoided. "My girl, even though you are a favored child of the Goddess, you have a cruel fate ahead. Your Existence will be a source of peril for everyone…
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Piles of junk pieces were laid on the table. James froze, noticing something strange among the chunks. Staring at the thing too deeply, a hint of bashfulness appeared over his face. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of cold gazes landed on him giving him chills. Averting his gaze, he looked the other side and even exhaled deeply"It's too hot today." 'Bastard..' "James." "Yes, Lucas.."James responded strangely. "How old are you?" "31..29.." Lucas' piercing gaze intensified, giving James a feeling of…
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In the cemetery near the Bloodhill forest, at the outer edge of the Horizon. A place for the deceased who treated Horizon as their home, giving their all for its betterment, and had no families to carry out the rituals. Most of the bodies of the dead students due to the Omen's attack were sent to their respective houses. Parents were asked whether they wanted to bury their children in their Hometown or Horizon. Some agreed to let Horizon take over the funeral as many of them came from orphanages…
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