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Three massive figures stepped out. They were ten feet tall, clad in golden armor that shone like the sun. They wielded massive hammers and shields. They didn't look like monsters. They looked like angels. BOSS DETECTED: THE SERAPHIM. LEVEL: 99. TYPE: ANTI-VIRUS PROTOCOL. "They're hunting the glitches," Jax said, gripping his data-sword. "They delete anything that doesn't follow the script. They've already deleted the Merchant's Guild."

Then she read the rest of the file slowly. Ryan was already active. Twelve players, assembled before the apocalypse had even officially started, working together and moving through the city. The file listed locations, timestamps, targets confirmed and eliminated. At the very bottom of the page, under a heading that said PRIORITY TARGETS, her name sat in first position. "He already knows about me," she said. It did not come out as a question because it was not one. "He knew the moment LUS activated you," Silas said. "How." Her voice had gone flat. "How did he know already? How does he have twelve players? The apocalypse has not even started yet."

"The father of the pup in my arms is the Alpha of the Blackrock pack. I need your help." "Look," I whispered into Felix's ear. "It's Faith." Felix remained helpless and unresponsive as drool leaked from the corners of his lips. Faith was momentarily stunned when she noticed us. She then lunged at us with a crazed expression. "Wendy, you bitch!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs. "Long time no see, Faith," I said as I looked at her calmly. "I thought you would be dead by now. I didn't expect you to survive for so long."

Iris began preparing for large-scale production and sent out envoys to other survivor bases, spreading hope. I was appointed as the leader of the Elysium Refuge's Special Operations Team, responsible for escorting the serum and coordinating with key outposts. Leon and several others from Emilia's group who had joined us became part of the team. None of them mentioned Emilia or Dustin anymore. Two months later, we were escorting a batch of serum to a small outpost in the north when we passed a familiar ruin. "Vice-captain, there are people over there," a scout reported.

“Well,” As if trying to make up for his one-mistakes-after-another-service today, the snake pulled up a new page before Meph could, showing the status of the new Soul Seal Meph got, which was almost empty except for three short sentences in the middle: [Spirit Egg (Legendary)] [Status: Hatching] [ETA: 12 hours] Meph: “...” How could an item that would only hatch after 12 hours help him now?! Shouldn't it be some legendary weapon like Blood Sword or something?! This was the most useless item he got in ANY game, EVER!

Stuart's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was terrifyingly cold. Madison flinched, and the guardian angel figurine fell from her hand and shattered into pieces upon hitting the floor. I was absolutely enraged at the sight of this. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Tears welled up in Madison's eyes as she waved her hands frantically. "Stuart, I was startled by Veronica. I'll apologize." But Stuart shielded her behind him without hesitation. "It's just a cheap ceramic doll. You don't need to apologize."

If I had known this was how she'd react, I wouldn't have bothered ensuring she got on that damn rescue transport. "I won't stand for this slander." I turned to Ace and asked, "Is there any law here? Or at least a code of conduct people are expected to follow?" Ace rested a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "Of course. Even in the apocalypse, morality shouldn't be discarded. We don't welcome those with rotten character in this base." At his command, a mediator arrived shortly after. We were taken to a small room for questioning. The entire time, Lina glared at me with seething hatred.

those sounds kept echoing in my head. But my ruined mood worsened when I came across the three most respectable elders of the pack. “Alpha.." they all bowed in unison, I tilted my head, “Control yourself… you wouldn't want to piss Mum off.” my beast let out a little growl, the elders I hated most are these three standing before me. It's a pity I did not kill them so as not to piss off my mum. “Get out of my way," I ordered but they didn't move an inch, they wouldn't stop messing with me.

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends

And the electricity is back, that's why I put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. Then the three of us decided to go back to the backyard patio... As we were walking back, I heard Hestia screaming. "HECATE!!! HELP ME!! PLEASE!! HECATE!! I NEED YOU!!! PLEASE SAVE ME!!!" Hestia screamed. Dread and fear consumed my whole body, and the three of us immediately ran toward the backyard. I look around and I can see Liam on top of Hestia, and Hestia is fighting Liam. "HESTIA!!"