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[Secret Mission: Error] (completed) [+20] [Secret Mission: Error] (Completed) [+50] [Secret Mission: Error] (Completed) [+10] [Final Mission: Fulfil Yui's biggest wish](Competed) [+100] __________________________________________ | Level: 100 | Ability: Cursed Death | Strength: 1300 | Sense:-219 | Intelligence: 1000 |__________________________________________ Ava's head pokes around bleeding at this point from seeing the unpleasant picture. There is only one mission with the highest number of marks to get that can be seen. Otherwise, there is nothing in here that she can get to level up. The points are as important as her life and she must conquer them in her palm! in another word, it'll be h

“Dante isn’t here. But I am. And if any of you doubt me, remember—this isn’t about trust. It’s about survival. Follow me, and I promise you’ll walk away with victory. Betray me, and I’ll leave you in the sea for the gulls.” A ripple of dark chuckles followed. Threats worked well in this world, and Amara wielded them with precision. She split them into three units: one to create a diversion at the cranes, one to cut power to the floodlights, and the last—her unit—to breach the western gate. Her heartbeat quickened, not from fear but from exhilaration. She had been many things in her life—a captive, a lover, a manipulator—but tonight, she was a commander.

And I am prepared to face it head-on. As I contemplate my next move, I realize that understanding her past, her fears, and her desires will be crucial. I must become her confidant, her protector, and ultimately, her mate. The path ahead is fraught with obstacles, but for Amara, I will navigate them all. She will come to see that she belongs by my side, not through force, but through the undeniable pull of our destined connection.

Amara asks, bringing Leila’s attention away from the road where Amanda’s car has already disappeared from her sight and she did not even notice, quite lost in her thoughts. She sighs and replies with a smile. “I’m fine honey, let’s go back inside.” “No you are not. My hand is red, it happens any time Mama or gran gran is upset,” Amara shows Leila her plan where a faint yet visible red aura is swirling. It’s not the first time Amara is exhibiting her powers and Leila fears with each passing day that it will be hard to keep their secret as she grows older. She was hoping Tatiana would be able to help Amara with some training to exert some control but even that is out of the window now.

Amara was seventeen years old. She had been inside this story since she was twelve. One hundred and thirty-eight pages built from inside the harm. Two flights to London. A template now standard methodology across nine countries. The final page describing what the engineering produced. And now Accra. “Is Abena expecting her,” Sera said. “Abena called me before I called you. She said: tell Sera that Amara is ready. She has been ready for two years.” After the call Sera sat with the understanding that something significant was completing and beginning simultaneously. Amara leaving Kumasi for Accra was both things at once. The completion of everything built from inside the harm. The beginning of

Amaris “Ugh,” I groan as I land on the dark gray mat covering the floor of the gym within the training grounds. “Come on, Princess,” Zach goads, knowing that I absolutely hate that nickname. “If you can’t stay on your feet while fighting me, how do you plan to take on our enemies, or any other threat?” “Fuck you!” I snarl as I flip, landing back on my feet and immediately charging him, launching into a roundhouse kick, barely holding back a laugh as he drops to the floor with a groan of his own.

- jor said frustratedly . " Bro let's not talk about that ok ..I'm ok now let's go downstairs "- amara said cutely with her puppy eyes surely they melted her brother's heart . " Aish ..come on I will give you a piggy back ride "- jor said .Amara excitedly jumped on his back ..They were recalling their childhood .Amara is a spoiled brat and a tomboy type back then . * "Aiyoo ..what's that ,you both kids .."- amara mother laughed at her daughter and son .

Amara had her nails close to her face, inspecting them as if they could grow tiny heads in a second. Minho scoffed at Amara, "You're one to talk. Where were you? I have been looking all over for you. We were supposed to--" The elevator doors dinged, opening towards the expansive lobby of the second celestial sphere. Amara was the first to get out of the elevators, purring something about the empyrean architecture of the building, before floating towards a group of angels in the corner, talking animatedly with them. Minho rolled his eyes. Amara was vicious in fighting demons, but he found her distractibility unpleasant. Not for the first time, he thought about asking for another partner.

So something is already injected into their bodies that no one wants to see or know. Ranks are based on letters, with A being the first, followed by the next. Ameira was ranked first because her body was the most powerful, and when it comes to intelligence, she has the highest IQ among the rest. That's why she became the special subject of every experiment and was too horrible to remember her past. She doesn't want to remember any part of her past.

I quicken my step to get away from him, to get away from everyone. ***POV: Amara*** I hear them before I can see them. My eyes feel like they are almost fused closed. My body is wrecked, beaten, and bruised. I am on a dusty hardwood floor somewhere, that much I can tell. The men that have taken me are discussing who “gets to do me first”. I wriggle slightly and find that I am unbound. I have to try to get away. I slowly peer out of one eye and see that it is dusk outside. They argue it out until one of them bargains and gets chosen to go first. The other two say they will go out and gather firewood to give us privacy. They leave through the back door, and the third man gets up and moves towa