After Characters Novels & Stories

The reality of what just happened hit me like a ton of bricks. Guilt engulfs my heart and a tear slips down my cheek. “What are we doing?” Zain’s head swivels around to me and he props himself up and studies my face. “We are distracting you.” He says as he leans down and softly kisses the tear on my cheek. “Am I a terrible person?” “You have never been a terrible person. Everyone deals with grief in their own ways and in their own time.”

And with anger Lucian ran into both men leaving them injured and he saves Elara and then goes for a man to man fight with Damien and it lasts for about twenty minutes later. Bodies lay still. Furniture overturned. Blood on clothing, but nothing described in detail. Lucian leaned against the wall, injured but unbroken. Damien crouched on the floor several feet away, barely conscious. Elara sat trembling beside the couch, breathing hard. Marek lay injured, gripping his knee. Lucian crawled toward him. “Stay with me, Marek. Don’t close your eyes.” Marek coughed weakly. “I have… something to tell you.”

My sister had sharp eyes and found the letter under the old pillow. Dad wiped away his tears and unfolded the paper with trembling hands. "Mom, Dad, and Heidi. By the time you see this letter, the countdown should have ended. I'm so happy I get to live with all of you. Thank you for your hard work in the last 18 years. I hope we can still be a family in my next life! Oh, right, use the money in the piggy bank to buy a toy for Heidi! Consider it an early birthday gift."

From being abandoned by my fiancée, to being attacked online, to getting kicked out by my landlord. I spoke through tears, my voice breaking more than once, on the edge of collapse. The man, Draven Charlton, listened quietly the whole time without interrupting me. Only after I finished did he slowly slide a blank sheet of paper and a pen toward me. "Write the word 'OK.'" My hand trembled as I picked up the pen. On the paper, I wrote the two letters that had destroyed everything, then handed it back to him, hoping, almost begging, for an answer, one that could somehow save me.

Her hair was braided back, her eyes stormy with promise. Toran stood opposite her, shirtless, his torso a canvas of scars and tattoos. His muscles flexed with each breath, his aura radiating dominance. The Elder raised his hand. “This is a challenge by combat. No weapons. No magic. Only strength and will. The fight ends when one yields—or cannot stand.” Luna’s gaze never left Toran. She rolled her shoulders, ready. The Elder dropped his hand. “Begin.” Toran lunged first, fast for a man his size. Luna sidestepped, barely, but his fist grazed her ribs. She retaliated with a swift kick to his thigh, sharp and precise.

As the situation unfolded, Cadell Marcus suddenly saw the sky and earth darken, his body motionless, unable to feel his surroundings. Just pitch black. Fear, pain, it never happened, where did he end up? Perhaps, this is death? While Cadell Marcus fell into unknown space, suddenly a mechanical sound rang in his ears. "Congratulations to the host, the suitable person has been selected by the 'Super Main Character' system, starting activation!" "Cadell Marcus." "Resistance 0." "Crystal point 0." "Evaluation: Too weak!" Cadell Marcus fell into stasis, this is... System, but he didn't die, he fell into another dimension, and even picked up a system.