Playing As Sans Novels & Stories

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

It seems that the girl is not familiar with the contact of strangers, so she pulled back slightly. 'My name is Shidan.' Shi Ran, a nice name. 'Are you interested in coming with me?' Cassie raised her eyebrows and looked at her with interest. At this time, Shi stood up from the ground and rolled up his sleeves. 'No, I don't have much time now. I have a play to shoot.' Cassie bent her lips: 'What role did you play in this play?' 'It's just a role that can't get on the table. Miss Garsia doesn't have to ask again.'

"Make sure you have perfected you summoning technique Vincent and make sure you can detain it long enough to trap it in the ring." I lay back on the couch I'm sitting on, "it's practically child's play," I assure Scott as Cornelius stares blankly ahead, he has been awfully quiet. Always has a far off look in his eyes. I don't think I need to practice, I may have over exaggerated my experience a tiny bit to get this job, not that they had any other options though.

growled Sanskar while punching Sahil’s cheek hard. Sahil gasped and hit Sanskar, injuring his nose. Immediately Sanskar clutched his bleeding nose. "Sanskar Sir," Swara screamed, and Sahil turned back to her. "Oh, so you know him?" Sahil asked Swara. Sahil walked in the direction where Swara was standing. He was about to touch her, but Sanskar kicked him from behind. "I warned you to leave her," Sanskar said, punching Sahil. Sanskar twisted his hands, making him scream in pain. He started punching all over his face continuously.

“Then we should mind those old alien bones and play something easier.” “Yes, please! My lungs are about to collapse.” “Oh, that’s why you just lit a smoke, right?” Silvia gave him the finger, making him laugh heartedly. He tried a chord and met her eyes. “So long not see, inner bastard,” she said, recognizing Break Free. She recognized all his songs within seconds. “Okay, then.” He played another chord and she nodded eagerly. So he played Our Cure. Silvia tapped on the table to the rhythm, smiling as they took turns to sing.

For now. ???: “ Don’t tease the boy too much, Cross. Clearly that loud obnoxious roar of a laugh of yours must’ve scared him to the bone. But I suppose at the same time that's also one of the many things that I love about you. Hi there Naraja, ignore that brute of a man for now, I’m Saint Teresa of Avila and it's an honor to meet you.” ???: “So, so am I next, pl~ease I would like to go next. Hi, I'm Sunshine mister Naraja. I hope we get along all nice and dandy~.”

Leo was playing the role of the brute, but Ren could see the grimace of pain every time he lifted his infected arm. He saw Kara in the workshop, hunched over a workbench, surrounded by gangers. She was safer, but she was a prisoner of her own utility. We are assets, Ren thought bitterly. Just like in the game. But here, there is no guild. No safe zone. No logout button. Suddenly, Ren’s hand brushed something cold on the belt. It wasn't plastic. It was a heavy, matte-black slab. Ren grabbed it. It was a Data-Slate.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Now, because of him, I was placed in a room for a talent I did not possess and I was not getting out of it anytime soon. “You are very beautiful.” I jumped at the sound of the guy who had just walked in. His smile was bright and his eyes matched his face – breathtaking and celestial. His accent made his whole being even more magnificent and for a second, I forgot I was supposed to be a boy. I ogled him, and maybe even drooled. “Has anyone ever told you that you look a little bit like Felix from Stray Kids? Well, except that you aren’t Asian.” This British god-like creature started to unpack his bags and that’s when it hit me.

After that she passed him a smile with teary eyes and moved her hands away. "IT'S NOT LIKE THIS ! YOU ARE WRONG!" Ali shouted and Sana looked at him with wide eyes . "YOU ARE THE SAME PLAYER SENSIE! AND EVERYONE IS WAITING FOR YOU TO COME BACK ! TO PROVE THAT YOU ARE THE SAME UNMATCHED PLAYER NOT EVEN THAT ANIA CAN Match! You are my hero Sensie. So, it doesn't matter how will my career end . All i want to be is a hero like you who can safe people like me and help them .