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Mir Warrior
Nothing beats training like beating down a foul-mouthed fellow.
2025-04-03 03:01:51 +0000 UTC View Post
Bottoms up
If I say this will increase your lifespan by double while regressing to a youthful look...
No? Then how about I call an exorbitant price?
Interested now aren't we?
2025-03-21 18:00:14 +0000 UTC View PostApocalypse Notebook 4
"Mr Fallam, please have a seat. This is Mr Grell, the truck driver."
"Please to meet both of you. Time is of the essence, so if we could complete our transactions and ensure the container delivery."
"Of course, of course."
The manager beamed.
This young man had placed an order the day before with the intention of future deliveries. Luckily, when he informed the higher-ups, they diverted some containers to the branch. Now his warehouse was overstocked and ready to handl...
2025-03-21 16:02:57 +0000 UTC View Post
Apocalypse Notebook 3
Saturday night.
Jason ignored the incoming call, silencing the ring. The old man was probably steaming with rage on seeing the accounts emptied.
Who cares, though? After tonight, he would rise to become a kingpin in the city.
He placed his precious materials into the leather backpack and pulled the string tight. Flipping and buckling the cover, he sighed.
No matter how much he prepared, drained his funds, and maxed his cards, butterflies flapped in his stomach.
T...
2025-03-20 00:26:53 +0000 UTC View PostA trip to tell the story of a strange tale
The carriage wound down the narrow lane in the darkness of the night.
Only the moon shone with its light. Window shutters open to allow the cool breeze of autumn to enter the crooked frames of the clustered houses flickered with candlelight.
Some of these were gifted by the Behemoth Gang courtesy of the balding man on the wagon. His old villa hideout was now stripped and probably rented....
2025-03-19 17:08:10 +0000 UTC View PostThank You All
This is a heartfelt thank you to all of the Readers who joined since I returned to writing.
I decided to place the quill down from editing, to praise all my members.
To the ones who supported me at the highest tier, I can't express my genuine appreciation. I'm trying to place my thoughts into words to promote additional chapters for your enjoyment.
Please hang in ther...
2025-03-19 15:34:39 +0000 UTC View PostApocalypse Notebook 2
Jason paced at the foot of his bed, glancing ever so often at the view outside.
What was a bustling metropolis would deteriorate into a hell on earth. The entire world would become a dystopia.
How bad compared to the city?
He, nor those whom he knew, possessed the answer. Those who ventured out never returned.
The rugged, broad-shouldered young man ran his fingers through his...
2025-03-19 14:52:22 +0000 UTC View PostInto the open
Old Willow was thankful he had a lifestone-reinforced heart.
First his grandson, now this.
He should have remained in the Pass...
2025-03-18 17:47:02 +0000 UTC View PostApocalypse Notebook
How generous are you in a concrete jungle?
2025-03-17 13:48:49 +0000 UTC View PostApocalypse Notebook 1
The moon hovered high over the city—a watchful distance envied by its many residents.
The wind swept over the occasional low growls, shrieks, and curses, all synonymous with city life.
Residing in a metropolis always followed the unspoken rule: eat or be eaten.
Who knew this was not only meant to be taken literally?
A bolt crunched into the skull of another rabid rat ...
2025-03-17 13:43:12 +0000 UTC View Post