At mealtime, Sasakibe Chōjirō arrived with a food box, finding Yamabuki Haruto lounging grandly at the entrance.
Chōjirō peeked inside curiously. Haruto swatted the back of his head. “Kid, what’re you staring at?”
Chōjirō whispered, “Brother Haruto, can you guard her alone? Should I call reinforcements?”
“If I can’t handle her, you definitely can’t,” Haruto chuckled. “Heard you were the first to charge when she stormed in, huh? Bold move!”
C...
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“Aren’t you going to finish me off?” Unohana Yachiru asked, her voice calm despite her wounds.
“Why would I? You’re my spoils of war! I got nothing from this fight—lose you, and I’m ruined! The old man will chew me out when he gets back! Ugh, you reckless woman!” Yamabuki Haruto groaned, his face a mask of exasperation.
Yamamoto had tasked him with guarding Seireitei, but Haruto had nearly leveled it himself. He glanced around—within a fifteen-mile radius, not a ...
2025-08-27 03:46:45 +0000 UTC
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Unohana Yachiru’s Reiatsu towered over Yamabuki Haruto’s. To counter her Bankai, Minazuki, he had only one option left.
With no one within a fifteen-mile radius, Haruto could unleash his true form unseen. The surrounding Reishi vibrated, a five-pointed star-shaped halo glowing above his head. Light blue wings of Reishi sprouted from his back, his form resembling a celestial warrior. His Reiatsu surged to a staggering height, rivaling Unohana’s Bankai-enhanced power.
“This ...
2025-08-27 03:43:58 +0000 UTC
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The ground of Seireitei trembled violently. After a brief pause, the earth split open, and five massive silvery-grey dragons surged into the sky. Their Reiatsu rippled through Seireitei, startling every Shinigami within its walls.
Onlookers from afar stood frozen, awestruck by the towering dragons, while the noble families of Central 46 gaped in terror, their jaws dropped.
“Is this the Chief of Staff of the Gotei 13?” a squad member whispered, gazing toward the Central 46 Cham...
2025-08-27 03:41:23 +0000 UTC
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“Checkmate!”
“Again.”
“Reset and run it back!”
“…Haha, nice one! That move’s got fire, unstoppable. Like you’re riding a wave, charging full speed. Today’s game is straight-up aggressive.”
Weekend noon!
Wallen Parker held a chess piece, grinned, and shook his head, conceding defeat.
“Nah, you went easy,” Gus Harper said, smirking as he grabbed Wallen’s piece to review the board.
“No way,” Wallen said, sipping tea and ...
2025-08-27 03:30:59 +0000 UTC
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The next day!
WindyPeak Games, as expected, dominated gaming media and forums!
First, the Outlast Whistleblower DLC dropped last night, blowing players’ minds!
Compared to the main game, the Whistleblower DLC fleshes out the Outlast universe.
Wallen Parker, once a program security officer at Murkoff Corporation, uncovered the company’s dark secrets. Guilt-ridden, he emailed Miles Upsher, a righteous journalist he’d heard of, to expose M...
2025-08-27 03:19:10 +0000 UTC
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After Gus Harper tweaked the PacificTech stats dashboard, he hopped onto social platforms to confirm the Outlast Whistleblower DLC release schedule was locked in.
Zoey Parker was in a killer mood today. Sprawled cross-legged on the sofa, she hummed some random tune, sipping Coke.
“What’s got you so chipper?” Gus asked, leaning on the sofa armrest, one leg propped up like a cool-as-hell action hero.
“My work week’s done, your plan’s wrapped, and tomorrow...
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“Stick players in prison?”
“Whoa…”
“…”
Time’s tight, stakes are sky-high!
After nailing down the game idea, Gus Harper jumped into GDC prep.
First, he had Chloe Quinn draft a reply to the GDC organizers, saying WindyPeak Games was thrilled to join and would follow up for conference details.
Then, with a quick wave, he rallied the project department’s heavy hitters for a pre-launch meeting.
Like they say, strike while the iron’s h...
2025-08-27 03:09:23 +0000 UTC
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Following Chloe Quinn to the president’s office, Gus Harper stepped in to find Zoey Parker hunched over her computer, brow furrowed, deep in thought.
Nodding to Gus, Chloe closed the door and left.
“What’s this invitation?” Gus asked, strolling over. “Why so serious?”
Zoey spun around, straight-faced. “No idea.”
Gus nearly tripped. “You’re that focused, and you’ve got zip?”
“That’s why I’m staring so hard—‘cause I’m cl...
2025-08-27 03:00:42 +0000 UTC
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“Oh… man, I can’t take it… I’ll do it, alright? I’ll handle the housework!”
Zoey Parker collapsed on the sofa, clutching her stomach, tears streaming from laughter, raising her hands in surrender.
“You’re ruthless,” Zoey gasped, wiping her eyes. “You’ll do anything to dodge chores.”
“It’s mostly ‘cause I’m slammed right now,” Gus Harper said, checking his bruised, swollen eye in the mirror, wincing. “Outlast is killing it, and t...
2025-08-27 02:52:38 +0000 UTC
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“What’s up?”
Hearing Zoey’s cautious voice, Gus Harper turned to face Zoey Parker.
“Just… can you crash on the couch?”
Zoey flashed an awkward, polite grin.
Gus blinked. “Huh?”
“Why am I on the couch? What’d I do?”
He answered on reflex, then realized it sounded off.
“I mean…” Gus spread his hands. “Why ditch my bed for the sofa?”
“Because… uh…” Zoey stammered, her voice shrinking.
“Because, well...
2025-08-27 02:44:41 +0000 UTC
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As Unohana Yachiru lunged forward, Yamabuki Haruto raised a hand, signaling a pause. “Hold on! I’ve got something to say!”
Unohana tilted her head, her expression a mix of amusement and skepticism. “Now? Why not just charge in and fight? Are you even a man?”
Haruto coughed, unfazed. “Keep this up, and we’ll be at it till nightfall with no winner. Your swordsmanship’s near its peak, right? Want to see something new? It’s way more interesting than just trading slas...
2025-08-26 03:41:20 +0000 UTC
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The duel between Yamabuki Haruto and Unohana Yachiru had escalated into a savage spectacle, both fighters casting aside caution. Their combat had transformed from measured exchanges to a frenzied clash of blades. Haruto, now attuned to his body’s extraordinary resilience, abandoned defense except for his head and heart, his Zanpakutō flashing with radiant light as he struck relentlessly. If you can kill me, do it! his fearless approach declared.
Their blades met in a whirlwi...
2025-08-26 03:38:49 +0000 UTC
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“An interesting ability,” Unohana Yachiru remarked, her tone calm as her aura shifted from violent to serene. She gripped Minazuki with both hands, her stance relaxed yet poised, inviting Yamabuki Haruto to make the first move.
Haruto vanished in a burst of Shunpo, his form a blur as he streaked past Unohana. This time, she didn’t counterattack, instead sidestepping his strike with minimal movement, her eyes tracking his every motion. Haruto’s face tightened as he lande...
2025-08-26 03:34:57 +0000 UTC
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Yamabuki Haruto was dozing in the administrative office of the Gotei 13 when a deafening explosion from the Central 46 Chambers jolted him awake. His heart raced as he scrambled to his feet, eyes wide with alarm.
“What in the Soul King’s name? A Quincy invasion?” Haruto muttered, shaking off his grogginess. He glanced toward the Central 46 Chambers, where a tricolor surge of Reiatsu tore through the sky, collapsing half the structure in a cascade of rubble. “That’s… intense....
2025-08-26 03:31:06 +0000 UTC
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Retsu Unohana, Captain of the 4th Division, stood poised in the shattered remnants of a Seireitei courtyard, her Zanpakutō, Minazuki, gleaming faintly in her grip. Her serene expression belied the storm of violence brewing within her. Across from her stood two formidable opponents: Saitō Furofushi, a rogue Shinigami rumored to be a candidate for captaincy, and Yanagi Junrei, a skilled warrior from a lesser noble family. Their blades were drawn, their Reiatsu crackling in the air.
2025-08-26 03:24:33 +0000 UTC
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Whoosh!
The bullet screamed past!
Miles didn’t even have time to yell!
A hot streak grazed his cheek, blood trailing in the air!
In a flash—
The whole scene froze!
Miles was stunned. The armed soldiers across from him? Just as shocked!
At point-blank range, there’s no way a bullet misses!
But it did—skimming his cheek, not killing him!
“Holy… hell…”
Miles flipped open the DV’s viewfinder, cranked t...
2025-08-26 03:16:43 +0000 UTC
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Flames roared skyward.
The blaze lit up the faces of frenzied believers.
It also cast light on Miles Upsher’s face, twisted in horror and shock.
Screams and howls echoed.
The priest, strung up on a cross, writhed as flames swallowed him.
Miles couldn’t connect with the priest’s madness.
Did the priest, obsessed with becoming a god through fire, regret it now?
This was the “witness.”
Here, in this den of terror and cruelty, the priest s...
2025-08-26 03:11:57 +0000 UTC
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“Give and take as deserved. I dig this ending.”
Across the ocean, in Seattle—
The office of the chief supervisor of the public utilities department sat on the 32nd floor of the International Data Corporation (IDC) building.
Chief Supervisor Jimmy Lawrence was kicking back, watching Pew’s Twitch stream.
Pew, fresh off a life-or-death chase, had just escaped the doctor’s clutches!
Not only that—he took the doctor down!
Pew grabbed the key from the...
2025-08-26 03:09:35 +0000 UTC
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Chila—Chila—
The doctor crouched beside Jada Brook, carefully strapping her wrists and ankles to the wheelchair.
“Thanks for dropping by, kid. Gotta scrub up quick…”
He grabbed the DV camera, setting it on the sink, clearly planning to record the “surgery.”
Jada was on the verge of tears.
“Can we not do this… Please…”
“I’ve got a real doctor’s appointment next week… I can’t deal with this…”
Hyperve...
2025-08-26 03:05:12 +0000 UTC
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Bang!
The door slammed hard, a screeching violin kicking in like an alarm!
Zoey Parker knew that sound meant one thing—she was being hunted!
The air turned heavy, the door’s violent banging pounding her chest like a sledgehammer, sending her into a panic!
“Oh crap, oh crap… No, no, no, no, no…”
What now?
As the door shuddered, about to give way, Zoey spotted an iron crate by the back exit!
She lunged, slamming her shoulder into it...
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This ain’t a horror game!
It’s straight-up an extreme sports simulator!
That’s what Zoey Parker was thinking.
Sprinting, marathon running, hurdle-jumping, obstacle course madness.
Players tore out of a ward packed with psychos, squeezed through a claustrophobic shower room, dodged an explosion with flames roaring skyward, and waded through a sewer where blood flowed like a river.
Giant Mountain Psych Hospital’s twisted layout was on full display, with one...
2025-08-26 02:58:07 +0000 UTC
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Thick fog rolled in, dust drifting down from the sky.
Emma Lin wandered through the abandoned town of Silent Hill, following a letter from her late wife, Maria, searching for the sanatorium where they once shared memories.
Gotta hand it to Komina—as a global gaming powerhouse, their tech is next-level.
The fog’s density, the gritty texture of falling dust—it’s all so immersive, pulling you right in.
And as Emma pressed toward her goal, faint whispers teased her...
2025-08-26 02:52:23 +0000 UTC
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“No sweat, no sweat. Keep it chill, hands steady. With a camera in my grip, the world’s my playground~”
Right now!
YouTube Live, Jada Brook’s stream.
As a streamer who usually grinds League of Legends, Jada was once a die-hard Seraphine main.
But after Seraphine got nerfed into the ground, Jada switched to playing Shaco and never looked back, fully embracing her inner chaos gremlin.
Her go-to catchphrase? “Sorry, not sorry—I’m a total greml...
2025-08-26 02:48:24 +0000 UTC
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Masters recognize skill instantly. Saitō Furofushi stomped, shattering the ground, and charged Unohana Retsu, her Zanpakutō gripped two-handed, slashing at her head. Her captain-level strength was elite—fewer than ten in Soul Society could parry it. Unohana, unfazed, was one.
Unohana sidestepped with minimal movement, her blade slicing the earth, sending mud and sand flying. Saitō seized the moment, grabbing a handful of dirt and flinging it at Unohana’s eyes. “Some lady, scare...
2025-08-25 03:57:58 +0000 UTC
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Unohana Retsu’s smile, soft as a spring breeze, disarmed the two Shinigami guards at Seireitei’s gate. How could such a gentle woman be a threat?
“Is there a Central Forty-Six in Seireitei?” she asked, voice lilting.
“Yes, it’s the highest authority—well, was,” one guard said. “The Gotei 13’s decisions are independent now. Got a grievance? We’ll help.”
“You can’t help with this,” Unohana replied, her smile unwavering as she stepped forward. Duty...
2025-08-25 03:55:57 +0000 UTC
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Spring bathed Rukongai in warmth, wildflowers budding along fragrant paths. A stream gurgled nearby, its cool waters soothing Unohana Retsu’s feet as she hummed a gentle tune. Her serene expression belied the gruesome scene behind her—a hill of corpses, each felled by a single strike, their blood seeping into the soil. Next year’s flowers will bloom vibrantly, she thought, smiling softly. She’d taken care to keep the stream untainted.
Two woodcutters stumbled upon the s...
2025-08-25 03:53:48 +0000 UTC
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With everything in place—shop thriving, uniforms in production—Yamabuki Haruto turned to perfecting his Vollständig, a life-saving trump card. Its incomplete state risked catastrophic bodily damage, usable only in dire moments. To refine it, he’d shamelessly stolen samples of Kirinji Tenjirō’s White Bone Hell and Blood Pool Hell springs.
In his underground training ground, Haruto stripped, closed his eyes, and began absorbing reishi. Soul Society’s reishi density paled compa...
2025-08-25 03:49:56 +0000 UTC
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Kirinji Tenjirō’s fist slammed into Yamabuki Haruto’s eye socket. Pain seared through him, tears welling up. He aimed for my face on purpose! Still, Haruto escaped, Tenjirō’s curses echoing behind him: “Stop, you punk! I know it’s you!”
As long as I’m not caught red-handed, I’ll deny it to my grave. No cameras in Soul Society—Tenjirō had no proof.
The next day at Gotei 13 headquarters, Haruto wore oversized sunglasses to hide his black eye. S...
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Soul Society’s nobles, bored with strolling birds and idle daydreams, flocked to Yamabuki Haruto’s clothing store for amusement. They discovered a spectacle: Saitō Furofushi, Sixth Division captain, stood at the entrance in a maid outfit and white stockings, her smile rigid as she greeted guests.
“Captain Saitō? Working here?” a bold 13th Division member asked.
“Wrong person! Not me!” Saitō’s shame nearly broke her. Recognized by her own squad? He’s dead.
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