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That girl had the same face, figure, and personality as Adela was watching. "What is this?" She saw that she did not understand and immediately asked. "The footage is about a girl's life in the first world. You'll have to go through her body and fulfill her desires and what she wants to do. Only when you're done will the world be. if you fail, the world will collapse and you will be logged out of it and forced to return to the starting point. Next, the reinforcement system will tell you about this world and begin the journey through space." The man's voice spoke about the rules for Adela to understand.

He was outside an incredible holy place and his cock was rock hard. "You know the acidic and rusting taste of blood in your mouth. Especially when you bite to the bone and get that gristle. That sickening crack just is music to my ears," his Alpha began to speak, as War glared at him wondering why he was talking of such things." Or when you rip the stomach open. All the guts and intestine look like those long-ass Italian sausage. " War killed. A lot. One thing he hated thought was talking about killing. It made him queasy. "And that's how you tame that monster dick of yours. I need a standing ovation."

Alexander offered. "Yes, please." I whispered to him. I really wanted to know more about this place. He cleared his throat, opening his mouth to give me the story. "Centuries ago, there was a massive war that carried out within the human race. This war was known worldwide, even without the fancy smartphones they have now. There were two sides, and people were forced to fight for a side. You either fought for the East or the West side. Nobody really knew what caused the conflict, but the leaders of the war used to be close before it all happened. When the truth came out, most people sided with the West side." Alexander said.

Wars of varying sizes ravaged the world, and the daily death toll was increasing at an alarming rate. Even if they could figure out a way to stop Walter within a month, the world's economy and quality of life would have deteriorated over the course of about ten years, and that's why Walter gave them a month to surrender, to weaken humanity's power. He knew internal struggles would happen, so he deliberately gave people a month to fight amongst themselves, and man's thought process was cruel and precise; if the world fell into his hands, the result would undoubtedly be chaos.

They took the oracle to the deepest part of the village where the rebels lived, to give him time to concentrate on divining the future that awaited them. "You must prepare for war, it is inevitable. Blood corrupts the enemy, so you must watch your necks if you want to win," that's all the oracle says, who was in the middle of what looked like a ritual. "Blood? Neck? Maybe we'll have to face vampires after all, this looks very bad," Marcus says. "I don't know, but we won't be afraid to face the people who want to harm us, so let's arm ourselves with courage and eradicate evil from the world. And if we need to go to war to achieve that, so be it," says Lyra optimistically.

The Jackals held their breath. ​The warehouse, the city, and the empire were all balanced on the edge of a single heartbeat. The "Proposal" was forgotten on the table. The "Vatican White" was a ghost. There was only the father, the lover, and the girl caught in the crossfire of a war that had no winners. ​"Goodbye, Roman," Arthur said, his voice cold and final. ​"Not today, Vulture," Roman replied.

The trees grew closer together, the crystal branches intertwining above them, creating a canopy that blocked out the sky. The whispering grew louder, and they could now make out Adelia’s voice clearly. She was calling their names, begging for help. They followed the sound until they reached a clearing, where they saw Adelia standing in the centre, surrounded by a group of shadowy figures. Russe and Reina transformed into their werewolf form again, ready for battle. They charged towards the figures, their claws slashing through the darkness. As they fought, they caught glimpses of the figures’ faces, and their blood ran cold. They were the lost souls of the forest, trapped in this realm and c

Marcus can easily be described as the Sun Tzu among his friends, the one who created the strategies and the best plans to lead the group to victory, even saying phrases from the Art of War from time to time. Among his friends, Marcus was the only one who did not voluntarily quit role-playing games. A few years ago, a terrible disease ravaged the planet, although it was quickly detected and countermeasures were created, the lack of precaution and the division that existed between countries, caused this disease to get out of control, killing billions in all countries of the world. Marcus was one of the victims of that disease. Remembering the words of his friend, he decided that he should obta