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Gacha God: Picking Fights (ch. 35)

Zarathos was one of those guys that you just didn't fuck with. It was like sticking your dick into an anthill -- sure, you might fuck up the anthill, but your dick would get covered in bites. It was a bad idea all around and even when you won, you still lost. The list of people that I genuinely would never fuck with was a rather short one, but Zarathos was a hundred percent on that list.

The Ancient One only smiled at my refusal, but made no move to take the Eye of Agamotto back. "Disap...

Gacha God: Risks and Rewards (ch. 34)

"I'm going to become a wizard," Ned breathed in disbelief as we walked through the streets of New York. Naturally, the remark got a few glances from anyone that had been paying attention. Especially seeing as to everyone else, Ned was talking to himself. "Do you think I could learn to cast fireball?" He asked, glancing my way as we made our way to our destination.

"Probably," I answered, and that set Ned off. He looked about ready to start dancing in place. He just shone joy out of ever...

Gacha God: Best Intentions (ch. 33)

"Dude. Something’s wrong with Sebastian," Peter heard Ned say as he looked away from his current project. Ned seemed really far away for a moment before Peter realized that he was wearing his magnifying glasses and took them off. Now that he could actually see Ned, Peter saw his best friend seemed genuinely worried.

"What's wrong? Is he hurt?!" Peter questioned, jumping up to his feet, only to trip himself on the cables that he had running under and over his desk. The term organized c...

Gacha God: Winding Road (ch. 32)

There was this little thing called self control that I had in spades, but also never particularly found any use for. Sure, it suddenly became relevant on the occasion but, if I was being particularly honest -- and I rarely was -- I mostly used self restraint to delay doing what I was already going to do until it became less of a pain in the ass. Meaning it came with less consequences. It was all about finagling things so that I was either in a position to run from them or could take the bite ...

The Good Life: The Grand Plan (ch. 15)

It was actually kind of incredible how the timing turned out. Oh, I was being framed like a motherfucker -- which was pretty neat in itself -- but I couldn't exactly blame people for believing that I was behind it. Mostly because I had to double-check that I wasn't behind it. "What are the odds?" I wondered, scratching at my cheek as I watched the snuff film. Seriously, what are the odds?

"At least Asami can expect a significant windfall," Yoruichi remarked, draped over the arm...

The Good Life: Sales Pitch (ch. 14)

"Are you sure it's a good idea to turn them loose like that?" Yoruichi remarked as I took measure of my payday. The second one since the Eight was founded and, boy, I think I got somewhere in the ballpark of a 500% raise in my paycheck. Was this what it felt like to be a CEO? Because all of a sudden, making pay cuts so the board can get some fat bonuses made a lot more sense. This was a pretty great feeling.

I had more money than one man could spend in a lifetime. Enough to kick my feet...

The Good Life: Recruitment (ch. 13)

"So, the Eight became the Four, huh?" I muttered, kicking my feet up as the reports rolled on in. "Homelander sure can get shit done when he wants to," I observed. Cinder's tip off had been a huge help. Honestly, it had probably saved my ass. I needed to thank her for that. Maybe send her a gift basket? Eh, she seemed more of the 'darkest secrets of her enemies' type of girl. The point being was that even with her tipping me off that Vought and the government were about to start making some m...

The Good Life: Heroic Intentions (ch. 12)

Rumi didn't at all care for this world, she decided, raising a steelclad foot up high before bringing it down on the collar bone of some no-name villain. The bone buckled under the blow, the man crying out in pain as he collapsed and she was announced the winner. The crowd cheered like it had in any way been a fight.

Fuck, even the fighting rings in this world were garbage. The ones back home were so much better.

"This sucks," Rumi muttered, resisting the urge to adjust her hat to...

Legends Never Die: Thermopylae (ch. 51)

“Sparta,” I named the settlement, looking at it with narrowed eyes. It was located in a mountainous area that reminded me of Norway, though admittedly less cold. It should be nearing winter -- I saw signs of it even here. People were pulling in the harvest and not planting anything except for what might grow over winter. It was a strange land, I decided. The winters here were warmer than the summers in Norway.

The city itself was seated in a fortified position. A river divided it in...

Legends Never Die: Parthenon (ch. 50)

The men were eager, I found. While trading was my intention, they sought battle and war. It was their own way to enrich themselves, and with near a thousand Saxons having joined us, they were ready to plunder and prove themselves. On the journey over, two hundred sets of riveted mail had managed to be completed. The task was proving to be more time consuming than expected, but two hundred sets was more than enough to make many men jealous of the armor.

Their excitement was only matched ...

Legends Never Die: The Greatest City In The World (ch. 49)

There were many rivers that people claimed could take us straight to the fabled Miklagard, but Thorkell warned that most of them were false. He had done his own asking around, gathering what he knew from his own travels, to piece together what would be our route. That route being to first sail up into the Baltic sea around the Finnish tribes, then to a town called Novgorod. It was seated around a river that many claimed could take us south so long as we were willing to port our ships over lan...

Legends Never Die: Grand Adventure (ch. 48)

Summer came and went, it felt like. Two more months passed and it officially became fall, the harvest season. Half a year seemed like so much time in theory, but it barely felt like I had arrived when we began to plan our departure. Food and water were secured, the boats had their hulls scraped of any sea life that would weaken the wood, and last-minute preparations were made as all of us felt the day of our departure inching closer.

I should be looking forward to it, I knew, looking ou...

Never Fade Away: Bigger Man (ch. 36)

"More details have come to light around the murder of- Oh, y'all don't give a damn about the fattest of fat cat politicians getting skinned, y'all got more important biz to worry about.

Like trains.

As most of y'all know, during the Konpeki Clash, the track for the Night City Metro got wrecked. At a few places. So the Metro shut down for a while. Not a big deal, I thought…

But some y'all went and lost your minds over it! Working stiffs, I cou...