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See No Evil: The Play (ch. 55)

There was an unnatural quiet, a tension in the air that felt out of place given the circumstances. The city should be filled with noise -- people digging through rubble, people shouting for help, people moaning in pain… There should be looting and search and recovery and sirens and gunshots.

Yet, the entire city was quieter than I could ever remember it being. Almost as if the city itself was holding its breath in anticipation for what would come next. Everyone in the city was holding...

See No Evil: The Game (ch. 54)

I had never experienced an earthquake before. I knew Hollywood made them out to be hugely dramatic events, but I had heard that most earthquakes were subtle things. Most of the time, you wouldn't even realize that there had been one. The more powerful variety were little trembles that threatened your balance, but the only real danger came from things falling off shelves.

What I felt at that moment was not that. I fell face forward, and the only thing that saved me from face planting int...

See No Evil: The Quake (ch. 53)

The Joker's body was moving. An alert appeared in my vision warning me of that fact, making me freeze in place as I straightened out my tie. But, after a small beat of silence, I resumed as if nothing was wrong. Because, as alarming as that was, it was also completely expected. The Joker's body had been handed over to the government, they sent it to a location over in North Dakota, and now it was moving again a few days later. Most likely to pick out a hole in the ground where the Joker's cor...

Risk It All: Round Table (ch. 21)

I looked different, I noted as I checked myself out in the mirror after a shower. I expected some changes, but I hadn't expected how...drastic they might be. When I first doubled my stats, I looked a bit better. My skin cleared up, my hair was shinier and softer, my jawline a little stronger… I expected more of that.

Instead, I almost didn't recognize myself. Well, I did, and it was still clearly me that was looking back at me, but… it was hard to put words to it. My skin was clear ...

Gone Native: Betrayal (ch. 9)

Boomerangs. It wouldn't be my first tool of choice for an assassination. Unless, of course, it was merely a distraction. Getting me into position so the traitors could line up a shot. Just like how Vegeta had been murdered. I nearly crushed the screaming man's arm in my hand, every sense honed to a razor's edge as something dark welled up in my chest.

I leaned into the Wrath State, slipping into a higher stage with the same ease as putting on a tailor-made glove. Before, I hovered betwe...

Gone Native: Promises (ch. 8)

"- the American people shall not bow to this-" The President of the United States began, giving a speech in front of the White House. Before it was a large sea of people, all of them cheering and screaming to the point that you could barely hear the President speak. I saw countless signs -- a fair few showed my face with a circle and a slash over it. There were others that were decrying the Justice League.

There were others that protested aliens. Even Meta-humans were being lumped toget...

Gone Native: context (ch. 7)

Tim stood in the vast emptiness that was outer space, and around him there was nothing but death. Massive fleets of starships clashed around him in a display of destruction on such a scale that he had never seen before. A ship that was as large as a city exploded when its shields failed, and blueish energy washed over him as his vision went white. As large as the ship that exploded was, it was just a drop in the bucket in the ocean sized conflict going on around him . There were countless oth...

Power Corrupts: Homecoming (ch. 88)

I found myself in a familiar white void -- Megumin was gone, and I didn't see anyone else. I had accepted the call to leave the world as soon as I heard that familiar ping that I had only heard once before. But, I recognized it all the same. I had hit my win condition to allow for the next world selection. I still wasn't fully sure what exact criteria I had to fulfill to be able to leave, but so far, it seemed to be something like 'defeat the big bad evil guy.'

"Okay, so what am I worki...

Power Corrupts: Unholy Victory (ch. 87)

The Unrelenting Force was a finicky word of power. In Skyrim, I had slowly mastered it as it grew in incriminates. Then, in the final battle against Alduin, the word of power grew in strength as I began to embody the idea of being an unrelenting force of nature. I never managed to reach the point of Alduin, who with the same shout, had practically leveled a mountain.

There was a small part of me that feared that the Thu'um might be weaker. I might have lived on after death, but that was...

Power Corrupts: Divine Showdown (ch. 86)

"So… the Demon King is dead," I remarked, looking at Kazuma, who looked pale and afraid. His gaze was distant, and it took him a moment to realize that I had asked him a question.

However, he still nodded, "Y-yeah! I took care of him," Kazuma said, confirming it. That was good. Great, really. My gaze turned to Aqua, who had her head clutched in her hands while she muttered under her breath. I had seen this coming. Well, not that some guy was planning to invade the multiverse, but this...

See No Evil: The Game (ch. 54)

I had never experienced an earthquake before. I knew Hollywood made them out to be hugely dramatic events, but I had heard that most earthquakes were subtle things. Most of the time, you wouldn't even realize that there had been one. The more powerful variety were little trembles that threatened your balance, but the only real danger came from things falling off shelves.

What I felt at that moment was not that. I fell face forward, and the only thing that saved me from face planting int...

See No Evil: The Quake (ch. 53)

The Joker's body was moving. An alert appeared in my vision warning me of that fact, making me freeze in place as I straightened out my tie. But, after a small beat of silence, I resumed as if nothing was wrong. Because, as alarming as that was, it was also completely expected. The Joker's body had been handed over to the government, they sent it to a location over in North Dakota, and now it was moving again a few days later. Most likely to pick out a hole in the ground where the Joker's cor...

See No Evil: The Calm (ch. 52)

Humanity was far more divided than 2B could have imagined. She reflected on it as she sat alone in her room, her synthetic eyes viewing streams of information from the internet. She would prefer to be guarding Vergil instead, especially when he had proved that he was in increasing amounts of danger, but he ordered her to limit herself to eighteen-hour shifts. The last six hours of the day were hers to do what she wanted.

He did that in an attempt to allow her to acclimatize her to her i...

Announcement: No updates between 6th and 13th

The commissioner for Risk It All was unable to pay for a chapter this month, so the story will only receive two updates this month. Next month, we should be back on the three chapters a month schedule. So, there would be no chapter next week, and I decided it would be the best time to take a quick break. 

Next week is going to be busy for me anyway, and I will admit that I'm feeling a little burnt out on writing. Working on seven different projects will do that to you. I was planni...

Risk It All: Check (ch. 20)

"Part of being a hero is that we will never fully understand any situation that we walk into," Batman began, looking at us as we lined up, standing at attention. I was braced to get chewed out, and I was thankful that my mask kept my expression from betraying the fact that I was shocked that we weren't being lambasted for breaking from the mission. "What we do, more often than not, means we are reacting to situations."

Batman's gaze swept over us, his voice low and hard. "Which is why t...

Gone Native: Promises (ch. 8)

"- the American people shall not bow to this-" The President of the United States began, giving a speech in front of the White House. Before it was a large sea of people, all of them cheering and screaming to the point that you could barely hear the President speak. I saw countless signs -- a fair few showed my face with a circle and a slash over it. There were others that were decrying the Justice League.

There were others that protested aliens. Even Meta-humans were being lumped toget...

Gone Native: Context (ch. 7)

Tim stood in the vast emptiness that was outer space, and around him there was nothing but death. Massive fleets of starships clashed around him in a display of destruction on such a scale that he had never seen before. A ship that was as large as a city exploded when its shields failed, and blueish energy washed over him as his vision went white. As large as the ship that exploded was, it was just a drop in the bucket in the ocean sized conflict going on around him . There were countless oth...

Gone Native: Perspective (ch. 6)

Patreon has suffered a bit of a glitch -- Last week, the next highest tier was available for Tipper patreons. So, a number of you will have already read the chapter, which is why it looks familiar. 

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“What do you mean, hands-off?” Garfield protested, voicing the concerns of the Titans as they recuperated in Titans Tower. Their living room served as the briefing room, a large screen displaying the cowled visage of Batman -- only the bottom half of his f...

Power Corrupts: Unholy Victory (ch. 87)

The Unrelenting Force was a finicky word of power. In Skyrim, I had slowly mastered it as it grew in incriminates. Then, in the final battle against Alduin, the word of power grew in strength as I began to embody the idea of being an unrelenting force of nature. I never managed to reach the point of Alduin, who with the same shout, had practically leveled a mountain.

There was a small part of me that feared that the Thu'um might be weaker. I might have lived on after death, but that was...

Power Corrupts: Divine Showdown (ch. 86)

"So… the Demon King is dead," I remarked, looking at Kazuma, who looked pale and afraid. His gaze was distant, and it took him a moment to realize that I had asked him a question.

However, he still nodded, "Y-yeah! I took care of him," Kazuma said, confirming it. That was good. Great, really. My gaze turned to Aqua, who had her head clutched in her hands while she muttered under her breath. I had seen this coming. Well, not that some guy was planning to invade the multiverse, but this...

Power Corrupts: Divine Enemies (ch. 85)

"He's actually going through with it," Megumin realized with some awe as construction began around Axel. It was foundational stuff, like digging out level foundations for houses and roads and that kind of thing. It was happening all around Axel, whose citizens were being paid to work to build a city around the city of Axel.

It was the single greatest act of spite that Megumin had ever witnessed. It was stupid. And completely wasteful. Who knew how much money Jericho was just throwing aw...

See No Evil: The Quake (ch. 53)

The Joker's body was moving. An alert appeared in my vision warning me of that fact, making me freeze in place as I straightened out my tie. But, after a small beat of silence, I resumed as if nothing was wrong. Because, as alarming as that was, it was also completely expected. The Joker's body had been handed over to the government, they sent it to a location over in North Dakota, and now it was moving again a few days later. Most likely to pick out a hole in the ground where the Joker's cor...

See No Evil: The Calm (ch. 52)

Humanity was far more divided than 2B could have imagined. She reflected on it as she sat alone in her room, her synthetic eyes viewing streams of information from the internet. She would prefer to be guarding Vergil instead, especially when he had proved that he was in increasing amounts of danger, but he ordered her to limit herself to eighteen-hour shifts. The last six hours of the day were hers to do what she wanted.

He did that in an attempt to allow her to acclimatize her to her i...

See No Evil: Fifteen Minutes (ch. 51)

Working for Vergil St. Jude was an interesting experience, Miranda reflected as she gave her signature on yet another form. He was a taskmaster. Oddly, he was worse than her father had been -- not only had he created her to be perfect, but he expected absolute perfection in everything. Vergil still found a way to beat him out in terms of dumping mountains of work onto her.

Only the fact that he dumped an equally large load of work onto himself stopped her from throwing him out of the bu...

Risk It All: Winning Hand (ch. 19)

Sorry about the formatting -- my internet crapped out so I had to use my phone to upload the chapter. I'll fix it whenever my internet provider fixes my internet. 

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My body tensed reflexively the moment I heard the sound of automatic gunfire. It was a series of pops that echoed in the distance in a loud chorus of noise. My attention snapped into the direction of the source, as did everyone else.



I didn't have to give the order. Despite my newfound position a...

Gone Native: Context (ch. 7)

Tim stood in the vast emptiness that was outer space, and around him there was nothing but death. Massive fleets of starships clashed around him in a display of destruction on such a scale that he had never seen before. A ship that was as large as a city exploded when its shields failed, and blueish energy washed over him as his vision went white. As large as the ship that exploded was, it was just a drop in the bucket in the ocean sized conflict going on around him . There were countless oth...

Gone Native: Perspective (ch. 6)

“What do you mean, hands-off?” Garfield protested, voicing the concerns of the Titans as they recuperated in Titans Tower. Their living room served as the briefing room, a large screen displaying the cowled visage of Batman -- only the bottom half of his face was visible, leaving his mouth and square jaw exposed, and even his eyes were covered by some kind of flexible white material that changed with the raising and lowering of his brows, currently set into a stern line. Two stiff spines ...

Gone Native: Token Exchanges (ch. 5)

"No," I dismissed him, "I need time to investigate your real estate laws. I can say with certainty that America is mine, but I understand that Earth is very fractured in terms of unity. I will have to visit all the nations on earth to compare," I told him, the Kryptonian not so much as blinking as he leveled a look at me.

"And if you find that they don't support your case?" He questioned in an even tone.

"Buyout, I suppose," I said with a small shrug. "There are other planets that...

Power Corrupts: Divine Show Down (ch. 86)

This chapter wasn’t beta’d because Gift of Love had health issues to take care of. I combed through it myself a good dozen times, but you can only read the same chapter so many times before you become blind to the mistakes. So, sorry in advance if the quality suffers a drop.

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"So… the Demon King is dead," I remarked, looking at Kazuma, who looked pale and afraid. His gaze was distant, and it took him a moment to realize that I had asked him a question. 2021-07-24 15:00:27 +0000 UTC View Post

Power Corrupts: Divine Enemies (ch. 85)

"He's actually going through with it," Megumin realized with some awe as construction began around Axel. It was foundational stuff, like digging out level foundations for houses and roads and that kind of thing. It was happening all around Axel, whose citizens were being paid to work to build a city around the city of Axel.

It was the single greatest act of spite that Megumin had ever witnessed. It was stupid. And completely wasteful. Who knew how much money Jericho was just throwing aw...