So Mun Uncanny Counter Novels & Stories

My uncle turns off the engine and starts talking. "This hummer is military grade, which is why there are so many switches and buttons. Don't mess with them. Most of them aid in the war, added weapons, speed, and protection. It is an armored vehicle and impenetrable. This shop here is the only convenience store on this side of town. It is a little small but does carry almost anything you would need. I prefer to do most of my shopping in a neighboring human town, but this is where you will shop. You do not need to be venturing outside of our area. While Wolvesbane territory extends past our town, it is best if you stay among wolves on this side. The shop owners are Mr. and Mrs. Carrol. They ar

The Unseen were everywhere, crawling through cracks in the walls, their darkness leaking into the room. Mae backed into a corner, her heart pounding, her breath catching as she watched the chaos unfolding around her. Lucien was close, his hands glowing with dark energy, creating chains of light that snapped through the air, attempting to bind the Unseen, but they kept slipping through his control. “Lucien!” Mae gasped, her voice trembling. “What do we do?”

… [A skill is being applied to you] [Skill Discovered: Count] [Count(Unique): displays the target's number of kills on the same kind. [Would you like to counter?] I was eating calmly when a slew of notifications appeared, almost causing me to choke on my drink. Yes, indeed. It must be countered. [Skill cannot be countered, but the count may be changed, continue?] Strange, but good, keep going. I got the concept of the skill as soon as I viewed the description, which meant that someone was looking into me. [Do you want to show a certain amount?] For a brief while, I considered that posting a 0 would be too fake, therefore a 4 might suffice. That does sound natural for a student in a magical a

The next— Lucien had him slammed against the courtyard wall with enough force to crack stone. “You point that weapon at another child,” Lucien said quietly, dangerously, “and you lose the arm holding it.” The entire courtyard froze. Because his voice no longer sounded entirely human. Dorian’s gaze sharpened immediately. “The counterpart bond is enhancing aggression responses.” Kael sighed. “Can literally anything happen around here without sounding catastrophic?” Apparently not. Ronan stepped beside Lucien now. A clear line drawn. Nightfall on one side. The Council on the other. Dorian looked across the courtyard slowly.

UNCERTAINTY. A feeling that makes you feel scared. It fills you with anxiousness and doubt. It unlocks your insecurities and exposes your fears hidden deep down within. This was the current emotional standing of Anna Davenport as she sits on the single couch in the corner of her bedroom while holding a warm cup of coffee in her right hand.

"She has a backup plan." She wasn't here to die. This bomb was just a greeting, the opening move of a game. "This is between her and me." My focus returned to the bomb. Every component, every wire, was broken apart and reassembled inside my head. It was a brilliant trap, and an absolutely lethal one. Its core logic overturned everything in the manuals. There was no fixed disarm sequence. Only Gilbert's abnormal kind of "inspiration" could control it. Any standard procedure would turn it into a fireball instantly.

Andy couldn't control himself, tried to use his free hand to remove his right hand that was stuck on Mona's back, Celica was surprised and panicked and didn't know what to do. "What do I do now Celica?! Sister Mona is surrounded by my magic! If I don't stop I'll have a pretty bad feeling!" "I don't know Andy! Let me try to help you pull your hand away from her!" Celica lends a hand, to help Andy pull his right hand away from Mona's back, but after a while, the blacklight stops, and his hand is removed causing Andy and Celica to fall to the ground. Mona slowly returned to her normal appearance, but the sweat on her body had disappeared, including the nervous sweats all over her body.

My mother questioned. “Where is she?” A male voice asked whilst approaching my mother. “Who are you referring to? St...stay away from me!” my mother screamed. “Oh, don’t pretend. You know who I am talking about.” a deep and scary male voice said. Feeling uneasy and desperate for my mother’s safety, not caring whether I’ll lose the game I attempted to open the cupboard door but for some reason no matter what I did, I couldn’t open it. It was as if someone had purposely jammed the door from the outside and regardless of whatever I did from banging the door to calling out my mother, no one recognised I was locked up within this cupboard. It was as if some sort of magic was cast around me allowi

That way it would be hard for the Orcs to move around unscathed. Will had also managed to take advantage of the 'Adrenaline Mushrooms', he didn't have any apothecary skills, but he did some experimentation, and inhaling the mushrooms after drying and grinding them to dust made the effect almost instantaneously. So he handed small leather pouches to all the Goblins with the mushroom powder in it. Will knew that inhaling this stuff wouldn't be healthy in the long term so he had to figure a way to consume it in a non-harmful way, but that was a problem for the future.

Marcus couldn't speak with William's hand squeezing his throat closed, so he gave a frantic nod instead. "Good," William snapped, and dragged Marcus toward the open door. "Then pass the word." With that, he shoved the other man through the door and slammed it behind him. “Incubi,” William grumbled in clear disgust with a shake of his head. "Nasty creatures. Ruled entirely by their loins and incapable of any other thought," he said, apparently still mumbling to himself. He turned back toward Emily; who's face must have shown the shock she felt. He stopped and gave her an apologetic, slightly guilty smile. "Sorry about that," he said hesitantly.