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Thats all she knows how to do with herself, she understands what she must do and the price yet she still puts up with it. I decided it was best to abandon those thoughts from my mind and continue to train alone. After a quick sip of water, I went straight back to the dummies sitting up. I pushed farther into my mind and pulled on the vivid green string. Leaves and vines erupted from the dirt itself and shot towards the dummy full force. As it reached the target, the vines constricted the dummy completely. “If that were a real person, their airway and movement would be shut down. Very nice tactic.”

But that was all it could ever be - a wish. My name is Void. It isn't some foreign name with a sweet meaning. It's the void you know - the word meaning empty. I'm called that because I'm void of emotions, void of fun, void of trust, void of empathy. Show me kindness, and I'll think you tryna mock me. But give me a gun, knives, or any sweet object with the ability to draw blood, and I'll show you just how amazing life can be.

Eve uttered as she made my face clear out of my bangs, that just made me realized that I am the dumbest being on the planet at this moment when it is finally unlocked. "I owe you a reward." I mouthed her and she just smiles widely and winked at me that just made me smile like a moron. "You finally have unlocked it? Let's call Matt already." Francis asked as he went near us and I tried to open AZ's contacts. Then, I found Mattel's number and punched it in. We waited for it to ring but it just says that the number is not available. "We are doomed," Francis muttered and I tried to call it again. But still, nothing.

​"I just want to hide, Jessie. Everyone is laughing at me." ​"No. We are going out," Jessie said, pulling an outfit out of her closet. "I have two tickets for Void at The Basement tonight. It's the biggest band on campus. They’re sold out, but my friend bailed. We're going, and you're going to forget that pool party ever happened." ​"What is Void?" I asked, wiping my eyes. ​Jessie looked at me like I was from another planet. "Only the hottest, most mysterious guys in school. Now get up. We leave in an hour."

"Barely." She threw a pen at him. He caught it, threw it back, and they were laughing, finally, the tension breaking into something manageable. Then work. Maps on the floor, financial records on tablets, the low hum of encrypted calls. Arielle traced Vance's corporate shells through three countries, found the thread that connected them to a foundation in Delaware, a man in Geneva, a name that wasn't his but could be. "Here," she said, pointing. "He's paying for his operation through this. Legal on the surface, dirty underneath. If I file the right motions, ask the right questions—"

V: Where the fùck are you? ****

Sikandar’s family was shocked by what they were seeing. “His karamats actually awakened,” Raeesa gasped. “Not just any karamat, the ability to nullify other karamats and control void,” Farhan pointed out. “What’s void?” Aafiya asked. “A powerful and rare element that can’t be properly defined other than the fact that it exists,” Farhan answered, “The last void user lived until thirty years ago and wrote many books on the subject. “Why didn’t he tell us?” Aafiya wondered.

9PM The Void Club Khaid’s routine on a non-mission night was clockwork. At 9:00 PM, he would arrive at The Void Club, a venue he partially owned, using it as a discrete command center and social surveillance hub. This time, he didn't enter as the bubbly life of the party. He entered through a private service entrance, bypassing the main crowd, and went directly to his secluded booth overlooking the main floor. The club was a dizzying blend of flashing lights, expensive clientele, and heavy, pulsating electronic music.

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