Spare Parts Visual Novel Novels & Stories

❦❦❦ I feel like I'm a bird finally freed from its cage once I step out of the mansion's gate, I feel like I want to run and go to the orphanage directly, but I have these two guards with me, they both have unpleasant looks, and they're too quiet. I went to the bookstore to buy everything listed on Sir Daryl's paper, and then to the supermarket to buy some noodles for the twins because they had already eaten all of my stocked noodles, and it seemed that they both loved it, so I bought as many as I could carry. I also purchased some books for Sir Darenn with my own money; he likes stories about the universe, outer space, and stars, so I got a book about the galaxy. As we finished buying, we he

I stared into Zack's eyes, making sure he heard every word. "You lost me once?" His tears rolled down his cheeks and into the palm of my hand. "Yes, I lost you once. I saw your car explode in the fire, but by the time I got there, it was already too late… After you died, I begged the Moon Goddess. I wanted to trade my life just to have another chance for you." I looked at Zack in shock. "So you were reborn too?"

When I opened my eyes again, I was floating in midair. I looked down at the cryopod and stared at the stiff, curled-up figure inside, utterly dazed. The girl in the pod had frost clinging to her hair and eyebrows. Her lips were a deep shade of purple, and she lay perfectly still. Was that me? Was I dead? Outside the pod, the base was in utter ruins. The place I had lived for the past five years was reduced to rubble, the streets littered with severed limbs. It was impossible to tell which belonged to zombies and which belonged to my old friends.

My heart was still beating. Thump. It was steady and strong. This time, I could finally live for myself. That evening, I returned to my apartment. Using part of the compensation money, I'd rented a small apartment near school. I sat at my desk and opened my journal. I flipped to the first page. The original entry was still there. [Ability: By touching someone's skin, I can see visions of that person's future (three to five seconds, fragmented). Cost: Every use causes a nosebleed and short-term memory loss. I must record every vision, or I'll forget it.]

It had a chequered front strap, double diamond grips, stainless steel and engraved frame, polished gold finish of the Wilson Combat Classic Super grade handgun. Eden had seen it in Malakai's hands multiple times and absolutely loved it. In all honesty, she was just taking it now to piss Malakai off, and trust me, it worked. Malakai was fuming, Eden was going to be a lot to handle, he could already tell. He knew she would not be easy to control, and that was an understatement. Eden had become one of his best too. By the time Malakai reached his office, Eden was long gone.

she grunted. Zen nodded. After merging his resources with his party members, he had more than enough credits. Even now, he could see the decreasing potions and buff items from their shared inventory. Liu Feng and Akiko must already be busy boosting Party Freedom while he checked out the game highlight clips. Oritha and Sasha were also busy because Zen could see their status on a call with Damian. “Here are 8,400 credits.” Zen transferred the correct number and placed an order for all eighty-four clips. “I would like to view them in a specific order tonight.”

Mom had told me and Sara fragments of these stories when we were younger, before Zander banned them as "nonsense." Now reading them again felt like touching a part of her I'd thought I'd lost. By the time the final bell rang, I'd filled half a page. I handed the book back to Riley. Thanks, Jane. Let's see what you've got." She leaned over and scanned the page, eyes brightening. "This is great! Definitely useful for our presentation." "Glad I could help." I smiled at her, and we started to pack up our things. "You ready to go?" Riley asked, smiling back at me.