Familia Fileman 소설 & 이야기

That place was filled with a mix of ordinary people, and in such harsh conditions, many resorted to cannibalism. Although killing was not allowed in the base, many people mysteriously disappeared. She also mentioned that mutants could have been assigned to better neighborhoods, but many were unwilling to be separated from their families and ended up in middle-class neighborhoods. It turned out her brother was also a powerful fire mutant. He was only 17 years old and named Xavier Tayson. Xavier was a member of Squad 7 and would often go out on missions. Another neighbor on our floor also had a mutant. It was said that they were able to stimulate plant growth. They were a young couple. The wom

"How could you be so vicious? What gives you the right to replace the photos with my parents'?!" Before I could respond, a furious voice cut through the tension. From beside the casket, his uncle, leading the Thompson family relatives, stormed forward and landed a solid kick to his chest, sending him sprawling to the floor. He barely had time to catch himself before more voices rose in outrage.

The system's cold mechanical voice responded, "Because you insisted on staying in this world, causing our system that drives the plot in this world to collapse. We just want everything to return to the original state." I once again sighed at the system's merciless nature. It was willing to do anything to achieve its goals. When Carrie fell down the stairs, my family believed I pushed her. When I ate the cake she threw away, my family believed I snatched it from her. They even believed the reason she developed a heart condition was that I constantly bullied her. All these "truths" were fabricated memories implanted by the system into the minds of my father, mother, and brother. Her heart dise

"Huh? You're going to make me review your files? Aren't these confidential, especially since I don't work for your company?" "You're my wife, aren't you." "Y-yes, but—" "—then help your fucking husband review these files," Uno plainly interrupted, causing Manuela's eyebrows to furrow. "Wait, I also have my own company to manage." "If you have time to come here to my company, then you're not busy. Just zip your mouth and review them," Uno snapped, silencing Manuela, who realized he wasn't joking. "There are so many." "Don't complain and work, my wife."

“I don't need you. You are my wife, my love. I trust you and I know that you wouldn't like to tell something like this unless you were ready. I'm willing to wait till then.” I forced a smile, tears building up.in my eyes. My lips quivered as I spoke. “You love me too much, I don't know if I deserve this?” “Hey-” he squeezed my hand. “You love me when I wasn't worth any love. You gave my little sister a family she never had. And you gave us, a son.” “He is not yours-” my tears trickled. He wiped them. “It never mattered to me. In the Famila, we live for each other, we live each other, we kill for each other and we died for each other and yet only very few of us ever have any relations to each

“Old school tech, some IBM bullshit. Anyway, those files hold important, sensitive info abou tall the main families–where they keep their wealth, their secrets, a whole fucking dossier on every member of our families. Sick huh?” Even though on a logical level I knew it didn’t make sense for this file to even exist, I nodded, buying his act, digesting his “sincerity” with a silver spoon coated in bullshit. “We can’t let that file get into the wrong hands,” nodded, believing his own lies. “The old man knows this, but he can’t do anything about it. So we’re gonna go in there, smooth as silk, make a copy and destroy the original. Easy peasy.”

Then another line appeared. “Subject A selected due to compatibility.” “Subject B selected due to compatibility.” “Subject C…” A pause. “Subject C selected through family relation.” Family relation? Adrian frowned immediately. “Family relation?” He asked. Then, another file opened automatically. Photo loading… 5% 15% 40% 70% 100% The picture appeared. Silence crashed. Absolute silence. Because staring back at them, was Adrian. Young Adrian. Maybe eight years old. Amara’s breathing seized.

“What is this?” She walks around the desk, coming to sit in my lap. I scoot back, making room for her, tucking her against me and looking at the file over her shoulder. “We found this while we were cleaning out the bunkers. It's the files for the families in Alpha Jerome’s pack. This is your family’s history. It shows your family line, going back generations.”

“What is this?” She walks around the desk, coming to sit in my lap. I scoot back, making room for her, tucking her against me and looking at the file over her shoulder. “We found this while we were cleaning out the bunkers. It's the files for the families in Alpha Jerome’s pack. This is your family’s history. It shows your family line, going back generations.”

I had nothing to say, the only thing he kept doing was leaving me stunned. "Lest I forget." Could he ever stop being authoritative? I asked myself. "This file has everything you need to know about this two families, the Verona Empire and the Roma's that would be all. Good night Gwen."As he said this, I finally smiled . I'll finally be able to stay away from such a man. I walked out of the discussion room. I think that's what I'll call it. I walked out and went Into my room. What could be the Verona Empire. I was curious, I wanted to wrap my head around everything, I wanted to know why this man was making me impersonate someone, I wanted to know why he would have some stranger come Imperson