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“What up boy? You lied to me?” “You’re Carrick?” Jimin said, walking closer to him. “Like Carrick, the head of the Sentinels.” “I’m not yet the head,” Carrick said. “I would be soon though. Hey, you’re from the future so you know that.” “Yes,” Jimin said and squeezed him by the throat. “In the future, you became the leader of the Sentinels and you never failed to treat me like shit. But that’s not why I’m going to kill you now. I’m going to kill you because you knew all this while.”

I don't have a fucking clue of what I'm doing, but it looks cool, so fuck it! My enhancement Memories is an overpowered weapon... every time I activate it, I discover another use, but... like what Dr. Gustavo said, it may lead to my death. I, Miles Reyes, a former loner, solemnly swear that after this whole Midway saga is over, shall never use Nori to see the future again! Nori said it herself... that entire "seeing the future" thing is what drains my life energy, but the other uses of my enhancement don't require that much.

“And when we tried to read the CD in my computer, we saw that it was a database comprising of several data. And most of the data was about some mysterious group called ‘Raven’s Gate’. Miki mentioned that name to us before. She said that it was that organisation that had killed both her older brothers. That’s when Jaslin and I decided to delve deeper into it. We…thought that this organisation might have something to do with her death.” Selina sighed. “You should have kept out of it,” she muttered. Jackie shrugged. “Maybe,” he agreed. “But at that time, I didn’t really think that far ahead. Anyway, there is also a message in that database from Miki. And in it, she told us that if anything were

起死回生 (Revive ) リライトして (Rewrite) 意味のない想像も君を成す原動力 (Even if what is meaningless creates you) 全身全霊をくれよ (Give it your whole body and soul) -Asian Kung-Fu Generation (Rewrite) _____________________________________ Trevor: Where are we now? DIANA: We are in World 128, the head quarters of The Free Jumpers Association

messier now ? "Trevor is a cunning man who is playing mind games with us right now. He is making use of some guards he has trained to die for him to fight us. I told you that I am the one who knows that man really well, and I can help you. I know that I am motivated by my will to have revenge on him, but it doesn't matter what I am doing it for. We all have the same goal, and as long as we can achieve it, it doesn't matter how we get there, right?" I asked, looking at the man again. They all fell silent as they tried to make their decision.

And that scares me. I knew about this attack— I knew it would happen but I stupidly fell into it again. My palms are sweaty. Is this how you want to get your revenge? By falling for stupid ploys like this? If I could easily fall for something like this; how many more issues will I have in the future? No. Not like this. I look at the masked man deep in his eyes. I see them twinkle underneath the soft moonlight. “How much shall I pay you then? To clear that passageway for me?”

Music played with gusto, chants echoing through the air. Pleasant warmth. Ciara seemed to have enjoyed it. Even so, her mind remained unchanged. Everyone cheered, seeing Ciara and Rai coming. One by one they greeted her, like this afternoon, as if this was the first time they had met her. The well-built man who greeted her and Scott this morning introduced himself as the beta of Moon Warriors. “I’m Cail,” he said, holding out his hand. Ciara shook his hand and exclaimed in surprise as Cail gave her a firm handshake.

Tamara whispered her fear to her best friend through teary eyes. Marco took a step forward and fell to his knees at the base of the bathtub. “Look at me,” he placed his finger under Tamara’s chin. “You’re you. You are still perfect, you just did some things. And that’s okay,” Tamara blinked with tears down her eyes. How could she have contemplated cutting him out of her life? Marco was her backbone. The reason, she was even alive. He had given her a second chance at life. “I’m done with the revenge plan,” Tamara whispered.

"I'm going to post about this online and start a live stream to generate buzz. I refuse to believe that in a society governed by law, Luna AI can just get away with reneging on this agreement." As expected, Madison posted about it on every platform. She accused the unscrupulous Luna AI of tricking her into signing an agreement and then reneging on the payout.

The fragile peace they’d been living in for the past week and a half felt like thin ice—beautiful on the surface, but ready to crack with one wrong step. “Yo, boss lady,” Mikey called from across the bay, his voice cracking with that awkward teenage enthusiasm. The nineteen-year-old prospect was sprawled dramatically across a workbench, pretending to fan himself with an oily rag. “If you keep making these bikes sound like angry demons, I’m gonna start thinking you sold your soul to the devil. Or worse—Reaper’s dick.”