Lahat ng Kabanata ng Control C | Control V: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The sound of electrical sparks and booming thunder echoed throughout the forest. We had no choice but to practice in the forest to hide from curious eyes.It had been a couple of months since Jonathan had been living in the cabin. He had started to show growth, and I felt like all my hard work was paying off.I had never been attracted to the Emperor's Swordsmanship, but now, I could feel how amazing it was with the second part. It completed the first part and passively cleaned out the veins of the body for magic. It was turning us into the perfect vessels for the sword style. Lightning flowed through the body to increase speed, and thunder was expelled from the body for damage.It was a better way than what most people used. The first part of the swordsmanship was taught to every sold

Kali released her grip and sat down next to me."Interesting," she said. "Who'd think that brat would create such a cruel dynasty.""What?""I'm talking about that Callum brat. The first one, not the seventh or whatever. I thought you let him live?"I didn't. How old are you," I asked.She pondered my questions a bit. Chewing on it like a piece of meat, wondering if she should answer or swallow the question."I'm old. Very old. A friend groomed just like you did but got too attached. He adopted an orphan and raised her like she was his own, only to kill her when she reached the peak of her skill. He changed after that. That's why I

My blood poured out onto the floor as the water washed into the foyer of the apartment. Lana was gone, and only the water remained.I glanced up to see my apartment. But the piles of garbage bags were missing. It was clean and looked like a couple was living there. They had matching mugs with a single letter on them. There were photos of a man and woman together. I couldn't make out who they were. The bathroom had two different coloured toothbrushes and two different body wash.I limped through the halls holding my side. Lana or whatever it was had punched a small hole into me. She had sliced me pretty good as well. My body was riddled with cuts.The apartment was mine; I knew this, but why couldn't I remember who I lived here with. I couldn't remember; everything was fuzzy.

Sex is a fantastic tool. Humans need it to carry on their species. When the world was made of stone and bone, it was one of society's many basic needs. Food and shelter being the other two. Yet peace changes things. Some may say that in the 21st century, there is only an illusion of peace, and I tend to agree. Even so, it is a peaceful era. Food comes quick, and we've become smart about getting it. Shelter is not hard to find, and an individual with a reasonable amount of income could easily find an apartment or house.So why talk about sex? Because the idea of producing to carry on the human race is an afterthought. Kids are an investment, and parents wave them around to show how rich or miserable they are. But the act of sex is something else. When two like-minded individuals connect, the world just fades away, and they only focus on each other. You notice things about each other, thin

I adjusted my new jacket making sure the fur wasn't scratching my neck. The clothes that I had pillaged from the bandits were a bit small for my new body, but it was better than running around naked."Was this where you fell," asked Kali. She didn't sound too impressed. I had died begging my sisters for my life. Even though the fight I believed was decent, it was nothing compared to what Kali had experienced, I assumed."Does it matter how I died," I asked. Looting the decapitated bandit."Of course. If you die alone with no one to witness it but your enemies, it can be twisted to their liking. If you died by being betrayed, you could learn that you weren't as smart as you thought you were.""Sounds pointless to me. When you're dead.