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Alfi exclaimed punching Wira with his clones at the same time. Wira is managed to be defeated by Alfi. “Say my hello to Taye, I’m sorry for killing your precious best friend. Now, pay him a visit.” Alfi said. Alfi runs to Kartika and the others. They all seem fine. “Is everyone ok?” Alfi asked worrying. “Yes, they are. Someone just helped me before.” Kartika answered. “Yeah, he looks like a Samurai,” Koji added. “His hair is black and he wears a purple kimono,” Katon added.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

She joined him when she was done and sat across from him. “So” She started. “So?” “Don't you have anything to say?” She asked, a little surprised. “Ok fine. Hi, my name's Takumi Rengoku and I'm 16 years old. Nice to meet you.” She looked at him with a tilted head and raised an eyebrow. “This is the part where you also introduce yourself.” She couldn't stop herself from snorting. “What?” “I wasn't expecting that response. I'm Twilight Sakata and no, my parents weren't wasted when they named me. They just really loved My Little Pony.” She paused for a moment. “Actually, now that I’ve said that out loud, I think they were.”

His hands part way for his eyes as he stares at me before he slowly brings them down, his cheeks a bit red now "O-Oh" As I look at him now, I notice that he's wearing a light brown polo shirt and white dungarees, his hair a bit gelled back even though some of it has fallen forward while Cream has on a black turtleneck sweater and trousers with a white baseball hat over his head and glasses as well. My eyes linger more on Cream "You look a lot like him" "Who?" Caramel walks closer. "Gojou Satoru" I answer "Except you don't have the sparkly blue eye thing that makes me want to stare at you all day"

Akiro’s Point of View [Where are you, Akiro? Everyone’s here already.] I looked around the place to find my friends. I squinted my eyes when I saw a familiar figure standing in front of a vape shop. “Are you in front of a vape shop wearing a dark blue polo shirt?” [Yes. The others are inside. So hurry up before they can even cause chaos inside.] “Alright,” I said, chuckling before ending the phone call. I hid my phone in my jeans’ pocket as I headed straight towards where Atlas was waiting. When he saw me approaching, he immediately went inside the shop to call the others.

The only behavior, nothing out of the ordinary, only, they didn't know about some of his friendships, his name was Aka Akimitsu Fukuoka, a vampire and immortal, being one of the oldest men he knew in his life, when they were heading to a private island in Japan. He was 18 years old, when Akimitsu declared himself to him, offering his life, his love, it was where he thought about the experience in body modifications, in which he was always in demand, but he was red-haired, tall and had the appearance of a viking, where he learned to do body modifications being trained and renowned plastic surgeon. Then. When everything happened... It was several years after Tsuki met the good doctor... Six ye

Hikari was standing to Riko’s left, smiling this big grin that reminds me so much of Elijah it’s not funny, sporting a blue tee that said ‘Big Brother’ in black on the chest. Saki stood on Riko’s right, a devious glint to her eyes, wearing a purple tee that said ‘Big Sis 1’. And sitting at Riko’s feet was Aiko with that same devious glint in her eyes wearing the same purple tee, but instead, it said ‘Big Sis 2’. We realized later the girls had messed with Forrest’s phone, and he had to take it to the store to get it fixed.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

Every second of every single day. My name is Yamamoto Aito and I am the most popular, most handsome guy in the school. I have platinum blonde hair which I'm too lazy to comb so it's always messy but people tell me it makes me look sexy. I have eyes like crystals. Brown but glassy. A slim pointed nose, pretty pink lips, and smooth clear pale skin. Not a single blemish could be seen. Thanks to my family's good genes.