Even though the temperature was still very low, Metropolis didn't have the same gloomy chill as Gotham. Marco sat on a bench by the street, basking in the bright afternoon sun, and stuffed the last piece of pizza into his mouth.
When he'd walked out of the building, Clark had caught up with him to exchange business cards. Only then did he realize that the two of them had been too caught up in their discussion to even think of such things. In the end, it was Lois who'd pushed the "two im...
2025-11-27 04:50:56 +0000 UTC
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Gotham and Metropolis faced each other across a gray-blue bay. The usual commute between the two cities was either a long, winding drive along the coastal highway, or taking the ferry that crossed between the shores. The latter was cheap and slow, which naturally made it the first choice for Marco and most other poor people.
After getting off the boat, he had to take a bus into the city. Leaving his apartment at seven in the morning, by the time he finally saw the iconic planet logo on ...
2025-11-27 04:49:54 +0000 UTC
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The moment the two stepped into the East End Precinct, a smattering of applause sounded. Like a few drops of rain falling onto dry ground, it quickly disappeared.
"Vitale, good job!" a voice called out from a corner.
"Wilson, nicely done!" another voice echoed, but it sounded more like someone fulfilling a formality than genuine praise.
The atmosphere was subtle. Before they could respond, a middle-aged officer walked over carrying a stack of documents.
"Hey, Vitale, B...
2025-11-27 04:48:19 +0000 UTC
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Marco didn't even know how that shot had landed.
He didn't have time to pick his next target. He just raised the pistol, aimed vaguely at the silhouette of the SUV's driver cabin, and emptied the remaining four rounds in one breath.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Shell casings clattered onto the pavement with a crisp, cold sound. The moment the last bullet left the chamber, he didn't even pause to confirm if he'd hit anything. He just threw himself backward behind the wall...
2025-11-27 04:47:32 +0000 UTC
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The patrol car crawled through Gotham's gray, choking traffic, stopping and starting in an endless rhythm of brake lights and exhaust fumes. Marco slouched in his seat, head tilted against the window, eyes half-closed like he was dozing.
But he wasn't sleeping.
He was thinking about Waylon.
He didn't remember the name from his old life, but he remembered the face. Killer Croc. In the comics, he was born with a rare genetic condition resembling epidermolytic hyperkeratosis, a...
2025-11-27 04:46:35 +0000 UTC
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The patrol car swung around the corner and rolled to a stop in front of a three-story shithole masquerading as an apartment building. The paint was peeling off in sheets, exposing gray concrete underneath. The cracked courtyard out front was packed wall-to-wall with people, mostly locals who had nothing better to do than watch someone else's life fall apart for entertainment.
Marco could hear them before he even opened the door. Jeering, whistling, shouting encouragement like this was a...
2025-11-27 04:45:49 +0000 UTC
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Damn it. Running into something like this first thing in the morning.
Isn't dropping dead at dawn tragic enough without dragging everyone else into it?
Marco watched the rusty Ford belch black smoke as it turned the corner. Just as his shoulders started to relax, someone slapped him hard on the back. He nearly jumped out of his skin, spinning around to find a figure grinning at him.
"Shift starts at eight. How come you're only showing up now?"
Darnell...
2025-11-27 04:45:10 +0000 UTC
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The neon tubes at the corner of Kane Street flickered like a dying heartbeat, each one sputtering out in sequence until only darkness remained. Bloodstains from last night's festivities had steamed into a thin red mist under the morning dew, slowly dispersing into the frigid air like the ghost of whoever had left them there.
Marco Vitale cradled his thermos with both hands, slouched in the driver's seat of the patrol car, watching a thin figure inside the yellow crime scene tape squat n...
2025-11-27 04:44:27 +0000 UTC
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The Shandians couldn't help but turn their heads toward the source of the explosion.
They knew that sound. They'd heard it before.
That was Usopp's power.
When they looked back toward the western sky, hope flickered in their eyes for the first time since Shiki had appeared.
A chain of continuous explosions bloomed along the horizon. Black spherical objects were falling from above, propelled forward by sequential blasts.
The synchronized explosions pushed each exp...
2025-11-27 04:42:32 +0000 UTC
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Dozens of beasts, each standing tens of meters tall, had already begun their invasion of Skypiea.
Everywhere they passed, destruction followed. Trees were uprooted, buildings crushed, the landscape itself scarred by their massive forms.
The native creatures of Skypiea didn't stand a chance. The island's wildlife were either swallowed whole or crushed into paste by the overwhelming power of these synthetic monsters.
From where the Shandians lived near the ruins of the City of...
2025-11-27 04:41:40 +0000 UTC
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BOOM. BOOM.
The moment Mario materialized back on Sakaar, a wave of scorching heat slammed into him. A massive energy beam lanced down from a colossal warship hovering in the sky, carving a trench through the debris-covered landscape as it swept toward his position.
"Oh shit—"
He yanked out his wand and used Blink to teleport away from the attack path. The beam's passage vaporized everything it touched.
Then a second sun bloomed on the horizon.
He reco...
2025-11-27 04:40:33 +0000 UTC
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Building a nuclear weapon turned out to be less complicated than Mario had expected, though significantly less powerful than he'd hoped.
On Earth, strict controls on fissile materials and the watchful eyes of the five permanent Security Council members made nuclear weapons nearly impossible for individuals or even small nations to acquire. The pressure from those governments alone was enough to crush any attempt.
But Ivan was on an alien planet now, millions of light-years from Ea...
2025-11-27 04:39:50 +0000 UTC
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Leaving aside Gandalf's astonishment for now.
During the time when he fell deep into the earth, battling the Balrog from the dark underground lake all the way up to the mountain peak, the members of the Fellowship were forced by circumstances to push through their grief and move eastward, seeking aid from nearby Lothlórien.
However, they hadn't gone far before being stopped by a group of border wardens.
The leader of these wardens was Haldir, an acquaintance of Garrett's, w...
2025-11-27 04:37:30 +0000 UTC
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"The road near the City of Waters."
Frodo, in pain from the Nazgûl's shrieking cries, made his decision.
The relatively hidden underground route near the City of Waters naturally referred to Khazad-dûm.
He didn't actually know much about the place itself. In truth, his decision was based largely on the name "City of Waters." Since the city had been built under Garrett's leadership, he instinctively felt more trust toward anything related to it.
Even "Khazad-dûm near...
2025-11-27 04:36:31 +0000 UTC
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"Finally back."
Kenji stood on a rooftop overlooking Konoha, taking in the familiar sight of houses scattered across the village and people moving through the streets below. His mood lifted immediately. Yeah, Konoha's leadership made idiotic decisions on a regular basis. And yes, living under their rules could be suffocating. But as long as you were strong enough not to get crushed by their bureaucratic nonsense, Konoha was still the most comfortable place to live in the entire shinobi ...
2025-11-27 04:32:31 +0000 UTC
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"Looks like I can build a proper support puppet after all."
Kenji set Samehada down on the worktable in his tent. After several days of intensive study, he'd finally gotten a clear understanding of this bizarre weapon.
In his previous life, he'd seen theories that Samehada was somehow related to the Three-Tails, maybe a parasitic organism that fed on its chakra. Looking at the biological data he'd collected, that speculation wasn't completely off base.
Samehada was a weird e...
2025-11-27 04:31:49 +0000 UTC
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Every eye turned to Luffy.
The rubber captain didn't hesitate for even a second. "We're going back!"
Those words were all it took.
Grins spread across the Straw Hats' faces. The people of Skypiea had just given them shelter, food, and friendship. They'd helped them celebrate. They'd rung that massive golden bell for them.
You didn't abandon people like that.
Turning around mid-flight was actually simpler than it sounded. Marcus pulled out more Jet Dials from his ...
2025-11-25 02:19:20 +0000 UTC
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When Marcus stepped through the Nether Portal again, he found himself staring at something unexpected.
The copper golems had all gone still, one after another entering some kind of dormant state. They stood frozen like statues.
He blinked in surprise. He knew copper golems had a special mechanic, oxidation. When the oxidation reached a certain level, they'd transform completely into copper statues that he could break down and store in his inventory.
But these golems clearly ...
2025-11-25 02:18:31 +0000 UTC
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BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
The alarm shrieked through the ship's interior like a banshee having a seizure.
Ivan's feet left the floor as the ship bucked violently. Nano-armor erupted across his body in an instant, forming protective plating just before he slammed into the bulkhead.
Mario, somehow, remained perfectly seated in his chair. The game mechanics apparently recognized him as sitting in a Minecraft vehicle, making him immune to the physics currently trying to turn Iv...
2025-11-25 02:17:16 +0000 UTC
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Xavier hadn't yet become the moral paragon he'd be famous for in the future, still had that youthful idealism that made him think every problem could be solved with understanding and compassion.
But that was exactly why he couldn't join Mario's operation.
The "savior complex" was already showing. Give it a few years and he would be preaching about how even vampires deserved redemption, how every monster was just misunderstood. Mario would end up having to put him down, and that wo...
2025-11-25 02:16:14 +0000 UTC
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"Khazad-dûm, the great wonder of the Dwarves."
"Wonder?"
Not only the Hobbits, but even Boromir was curious.
He had grown up in Gondor, and as soon as he came of age, he went straight to the front lines, battling the Witch-king day after day. Forget the Dwarves' underground kingdom. He had barely even seen a Dwarf in his life.
"Yes, a wonder," said Gandalf, taking up the words. "A marvel no less than Wayfort or even the City of Waters. Even though now it's nothing but...
2025-11-25 02:14:58 +0000 UTC
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Words that shocked everyone.
Lord Garrett this world?
The commander of Dale, who had been listening on the side, froze for a moment, unable to immediately react.
Did she mean that kind of "leaving this world"?
For Men, the phrase "to leave this world" was essentially a more refined, euphemistic way of saying "to die." Just a little more elegant and dignified than saying someone "died."
"What do you mean by that?"
Thranduil raised an eyebro...
2025-11-25 02:14:13 +0000 UTC
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CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The sound of thousands of steel needles hitting iron filled the air. The Magnet Release puppet manipulated iron sand into a solid shield in front of Kenji and itself, blocking every projectile. Not a single hair needle penetrated the defense. They bounced off, leaving no marks on the iron sand surface.
Fuguki's expression darkened when he saw his technique fail completely.
He didn't hesitate. Samehada's handle suddenly extended, the wrappings ar...
2025-11-25 02:10:11 +0000 UTC
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"Iron Sand Drizzle!"
Iron sand erupted from the Magnet Release puppet like a storm of needles. Thousands of metallic projectiles screamed through the air.
The Kiri ninjas didn't stand a chance.
The iron sand tore through them in an instant. Bodies jerked as the projectiles hit, limbs separating, torsos punctured dozens of times. Blood sprayed in arcs across the ground. The surrounding trees fared no better, bark exploding into splinters as the iron sand shredded everything i...
2025-11-25 02:08:23 +0000 UTC
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When it came to sneaking around and spying, Black Zetsu could be considered a seasoned expert. Even if you count only one cycle per year, he had gone through a thousand cycles.
To fully observe each generation of Indra's reincarnation, he had sneaked nearby more than once.
But there was always a premise. He only spied when people were fighting. Not just because everyone's attention was less focused at such times, but also because of Hagoromo.
Hagoromo valued Asura's descenda...
2025-11-25 02:06:32 +0000 UTC
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Ryouma shot Jiraiya, who was looking rather guilty, a glance. Leaving behind a curt "You'd better," he activated the Flying Thunder God Technique and vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, Hanzō still had no idea that the Seven-Tails he had been obsessing over was already gone.
When he saw Ryouma leave, his mind immediately started planning again, calculating his options. But then his eyes met Jiraiya's half-smiling face, and whatever thoughts had begun to ri...
2025-11-25 02:05:12 +0000 UTC
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---Third POV---
Viktor looked up. "Two thousand seven hundred years?"
Wolcen showed a knowing smile.
"You sensed it too? As expected of someone chosen by the world's laws. There's always something special about you."
Viktor stayed silent for a moment, then moved directly to the next question.
"What are the warnings and prophecies?"
"That's what I should be asking." Wolcen fixed his gaze on the ghostly blue soul-flame burning in Viktor's eye sockets. "Do you...
2025-11-25 02:03:47 +0000 UTC
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When Marcus returned to the Hub with Dalton, Koza, and Izaya, he found a scene that made him seriously reconsider his life choices.
Mighty had cornered Gan Fall and the Shandia Chief against the bedrock wall. Both old men were trembling, pressed flat against the stone like they were trying to phase through it.
To any casual observer, it would've looked like the dwarf was harassing them.
The moment Gan Fall spotted Marcus and his guests, the relief on his face was almost pain...
2025-11-23 02:20:17 +0000 UTC
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Marcus stared at the two old men. Then, he glanced at the Nether Portal standing nearby.
Something clicked in his mind.
Changing fate was one thing, he'd been doing that since he arrived in this world. But apparently, just changing events wasn't enough to trigger experience gains. The key seemed to be showing people the portal itself.
Without revealing the gateway's existence, the changes he made to people's destinies were apparently too small to register. But the moment he ...
2025-11-23 02:19:06 +0000 UTC
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The Straw Hat crew's adventure on Skypiea came to an end. And naturally, that meant it was time to celebrate.
They threw a massive bonfire party that lasted three whole days.
During those three days of nonstop eating, drinking, and chaos, the Log Pose quietly finished recording Skypiea's magnetic field. And Marcus' EMC converter finally finished processing the Rumble-Rumble Fruit.
He checked the selling price and nearly did a double-take.
3,000,000 EMC.
The value...
2025-11-23 02:18:15 +0000 UTC
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