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Even a child with a sword can slaughter a kingdom if no one watches. I lifted a hand and summoned a spark of light. A tiny winged creature zipped into existence, glowing bright gold. Mika. My stubborn, nosy, troublesome pixie. She popped into a hover before me, hands on her hips. “What did she do now, my Lady?” I gestured toward the earth below. “The Veega girl opened the Luna Maximus.” Mika gasped dramatically, her wings buzzing. “The evil book? The one that likes crazy people? That one?”

Vrethie said, reading off the watch subtitles. "It was?" Miaka asked, full of wonder but devoid of memories. She had no memory of a set of parents she knew had once existed - in another time and space. For this was not Earth - not really. Everything around them was AI generated from a sleeping state. That sleeper watched them now in silence. His name... EK ... Or Earth Killer. He popped up to say a quick hello. "Can I have my pills?" Miaka asked - almost pleading. Her voice turned from a plea to a whine.

It felt like an invisible hand was squeezing my nerves, twisting them into a single, vibrating thread. "Miss Misya?" Zerikyu's voice sounded distant, high-pitched, and anxious. I held my head, my breath catching. There was another voice, not mine. Revive me! Mine! You're not me! My legs stumbled backward. A violent push sent me crashing into soft shadows, the scent of wet earth, and the eyes of someone I knew. My old face. Milky Wilkya's face. She was burning. My body was burning. Intense heat spread, and everything exploded.

said Jackson, “we all could learn our lessons earlier. What I’m saying is that the time before you learned that lesson wasn’t wasted. It was necessary.” As they spoke, one of Miko’s cottonball birds flapped over to her and got her attention. It chirped at her with its melodic machine language, which puzzled the others immediately. “We have to go,” Miko told Eva. “Talyss is enroute for your bladedancing lessons.” “Bladedancing? What the hell are you all up to?” asked Mack. “I’ve been so outta the loop.” “Speak to ‘kasa for details,” Miko replied. “She has been caring for the channel in your absence. Be sure to thank her.”

Hi there! I will be updating this story by next week or perhaps the first of July since I have been busy with personal matters. However, I will make sure to produce chapters soon! I can't keep you waiting forever, right? I also want to thank all of you for the support of 'Masked Assassin' and I'm looking forward on writing more stories for you to read. I have an upcoming project that I'm excited to share will you! I truly appreciate the support I receive, and it motivates me to continue writing.

- Yumiko asked, her eyes getting bigger. - Yesterday at work, while you were collecting orders in the room, Kai Ichatashiko sat down at the bar, ordered sake, said that he heard about my fear of the dark from our professor, with whom he is supposed to be friends, and gave me this card.- Miyuki explained briefly.

“I will. Do you know anything about them?” Saburo leaned back. “Yeah. But do you really want a history crash course right now? Our friend right there looks kinda…” Mika was lying on the ground, behind her desk. She was facing to the side, and it could be seen that she was sleeping. Shoru was also sleeping beside the bag that Mika used as pillow. Jai sweatdropped. “The others had left already to continue delivering letters. Darrion can’t read, and I was left to help her…”

“W-why did you do that?”. Sakura warily backs away from Misa, stopping the she-alpha’s exaggerated cackling. Misa pouts at her, she crosses her arms across her chest with an offended expression. “Do you really not know? I know that you don’t want your nestmate and Miyamura to fuck, Sakura”. Sakura’s wariness fades. Her eyes cool, she matches Misa’s gaze with a cold look. “I don’t know what you mean, Miss”.

Two different beasts, two different problems. And I, Mies, sat in the middle of it all, contemplating our next moves. A firm knock at my door pulled me from my thoughts. “Enter.” The heavy door creaked open, revealing Director Kasuma—ACIA’s Vice Director, and one of the most dangerous women in Aeternum. A Beaver Demi-Human in her late fifties, Kasuma was a woman of discipline and precision. A long scar ran from her left eye to her chin, a relic from her early days in the field. Despite her age, her keen gaze missed nothing, and her presence alone demanded attention.

McKay smiled slightly, didn't answer, but looked at the file in his hand that started as mildly as the problem, "identity." "Lalisa." McKay glanced at the screen next to him, nodded slightly, and continued to ask, "Miss Lalisa, what did you do three years ago?" "Three years ago, I wrote 《 He Suspicious, a manga. " This manga once made her famous, even though it was only for a short time, but she remembers it very well. "Other than that, is there anything else? That important thing?" McKay continued to ask. "Miss Lalisa, were you pregnant at the time?" McKay lashed out.