Final Fantasy 7 Speedrun Novels & Stories

Keeping the speed at a total of 370 kilometers per hour (h) speed, Liu Zhansheng controlled the Ferrari and rushed toward the hill. In such a short distance, it was impossible for Yang Xiao to surpass him. It was impossible for him to lose this match. Unless there was a miracle that happened!

” Alfi dashes to Franz at a high speed. Alfi is performing crazy slash to Franz just like Kirito without any unnecessary exaggerating shouting. Franz is just trying to dodge it. “Level three: CG!” Alfi’s pace is increasing significantly. "Not only strength, but his pace is getting tenser and tenser. I just can’t let it hit me." Franz said in his mind.

"Fast is one thing. Reckless is another. You push too hard, you burn out. You burn out, you die. Understand?" All three of us nod. "Good. Then we begin." The first week is brutal. Aldara pushes us past every limit we thought we had. Combination attacks where Micah shields, I heal, and Sera tracks. Defensive formations that require perfect synchronization. Energy-sharing techniques that leave us exhausted and shaking by midday. But we get better. Faster. Stronger. By day seven, we can hold the connection for thirty minutes without breaking. By day fourteen, we can fight in perfect coordination. Moving as one unit instead of three individuals.

"Right back at you. When Sienna tried to rush over and interrupt me, you stepped on her foot, didn't you? Very well coordinated." Drake let out a soft laugh and clinked his glass against mine. "Looks like we're the same type of people. Violet, I don't care what you've been through before. Now that we're in this together, I won't let you lose." He tilted his head back and drained his glass, arrogance evident in every line of his face. I looked at him, warmth flooding my chest. In my previous life, I missed out on an ally like this. I would never let go, not this time.

Now that they had made it into the finals, it was entirely because I was carrying them single-handedly. Rowan, Rhea, and the rest never thought the team I led would be the one standing across from them in the finals. A sense of crisis crept over Rowan. He knew my ability as a jungler. With only a week left before the match, a batch of negative rumors about me suddenly exploded online. A heavily edited video was widely reposted by marketing accounts across all platforms, titled: Nina Vale’s Ultimate Simp.

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

"This is prime entertainment. Wine, anyone?" Before I could stop myself, my hands were already around this fae’s neck, squeezing with all the frustration I had been holding up. His eyes bulged, and that stupid grin finally vanished as he flailed his arms, like some kind of helpless parade character. “Oh, come on,” he wheezed, "This feels...unnecessary." ‘Faster!’ Seven’s voice came back in my head, egging me on like the worst kind of coach. ‘Come on, put some muscle into it!’

"Rosalia, I was wrong… Please come back." Just then, a wave carried a drifting bottle onto the beach. Inside was a yellowed piece of paper containing my neat handwriting. "Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness."

His memories clashed with his body, and the pill runes he had formed collapsed. "Three thousand pill runes are the most basic standard of seventh-grade pills…so I'm actually very far from that standard…" Fane said helplessly. In the end, he had overestimated himself. He had thought that he would at least be able to refine a seventh-grade pill. Alas, it looked like he still needed to train longer before he could have his body move in line to his memories enough for 3000 pill runes. He had at least accomplished his goal of being there.