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"content": " “Why don’t you clean the room...” she fumes, hands on her hips as she bent down to pick up a sock admist the piles of clothes scatter across the room. She shoos the clothes into a pile, making a path to a huddle popping out from the bed like a turtle. <br />“...I am the ball in the sack….pew pew...” the huddle said as it bobble and weave.<br /><br />“Don’t pew pew pew pew me Jack!” she grab onto the blanket, gritting her teeth as another pair pull back. “I said… time...to…” she grumbles as she steps back. “Wake...” she grits her teeth, stomping on the ground.<br /><br />“I don’t Wanna~~~,”<br /><br />“You're going to be late for work again Kenkyo if you don’t get up! So get… up!” She yelps, the blanket thrown up in the air. <br /><br />A pair of hands grab onto her, a leg wrapping around her as the two roll into the bed.<br /><br />She blush as a pair of arms wrap around her. <br /><br />Her face flush, her chest beating as she heard Jack's heartbeat against her face… \"mee mee mee…”<br /><br />Her eyes drooping, her eyes half close feeling his hard, heavy chest. “Come on Ken, get up...” She shook her head as she tries to push back.<br /><br />“Five more minutes Geky~~~”<br /><br />“You said that yesterday, last week, a month, so no jack five more minutes. Get up now means get up now…!” She said as she pinches him. <br /><br />He moans...” Oh mommy~~~”<br /><br />She groans as she lifts the blanket up, sneaking out from underneath as the blanket began to roll over. The figure call jack look average, well above average then most people with some abs showing cover by fleshy bits by the side. His face was clean shaven with a square jaw, almond brown eyes and almond shape eyes, messy bed hair and some muscle definitions on his arm as he stretch back and yawn. <br />“…anyway your lunch is almost ready… “ she mutter to herself looking at Jack for a few moments \"…and I left your clothes by your bedside…”.<br /><br />“Thank you~~~” he yawns again as he drops his arms, eyes drooping as he puckers his lips. He sat on the bed, hands on his lap as he swoons side by side. <br /><br />He turns to look at jane, he saw her blush slightly until she stiffens and fold her arms, squinting her eyes into a scorching glare boring down at him.<br /><br />“...What?”<br /><br />“I’m waiting for you to ACTUALLY get up...”<br /><br />He groans raising his arms up in the air. She rolls her eyes, sighing as she walks up to him. Pulling him as best as she could, although with little as he was trying to pull her back. She groans as she saw him open one eye, purring at her.<br /><br />Then he frowns seeing how fluster she is.<br /><br />He sighs as he let her pull him up. The blanket unfurling down to his waist.<br /><br />“And put something...” she covers her eyes, clicking her tongue as she turns away and step out the room.<br /><br />************************<br /><br /><br />Hi my name is Ishi Kenkyo.<br /><br />I’m just an ordinary high school student about to start his day and start his journey to find the grand li… oh wait I mean on a mission to get back my little bro...well anyway… He rolls his tongue into the side of his jaw, clicking his tongue out as he rolls his neck. Bones and muscle pop as he stood up. Hopping on the spot as he spot his clothes. <br /><br />He purrs as he smells the lilac smell emitting from her clothes. Bitter, spicy and a tinge of sweet. Pissed off Jane makes my morning…<br /><br />The sound of metal pots clanking together tickle his ear as he walks out the room. The smell of finely cook meal in the halls as he hums, following the scent of food down the stairs like a ghost as he turns around to the corner and saw Geky wearing an apron, the light above reflecting her pink purple hair flow behind her back with a petite figure.<br /><br />A plate of pancakes awaited him on the table. <br /><br />Mouth watering as he approaches the table. <br /><br />And where he notices her arm lagging on the side. <br /><br />“Hey Geky…” <br /><br />She grunts, turning her head an angle toward him. <br /><br />“Your arm…”<br /><br />“it's fine…” her arm twitch as he heard a dish tap against the sink. She clicks her tongue as she turns to him. <br /><br />He raises his hand out against her. She breathes in, finishing washing her dish aside and walk towards her. She sat down, arm out on the table as he reaches out for the bags. <br /><br />“Open your arm” Kenk pull out two his tools, just as the skin open up. She groans, her face blushing as she saw the wires and lights emitting out beneath her arm. He stuck his tools into the socket, lights trailing from the tip of his tool as he saw Jane eye twitch. His module blinking as it highlight her figure, her arm blinking as a wire trace to one side of her face. His module tilt to one side, looking to her as she sighs as she close her eye. Cracks appear in her face as one of her side clinks, and fan out revealing the metal sheethes of her skull. <br />All right, lets get into that noggin…<br />***********************************************************************<br />He put his shoes on, tapping the sole against the floor as he adjusts his collar. She waits for him, holding his jacket spread wide as he rolls his neck as he raises his arm up towards her. <br />She walks up, bringing his jacket into his arms as he close his jacket. <br />“Oh, wait…” She said as she adjusted his collar. <br />“Oh, mom…” He grumbles, smiling. <br />“Yea yea…” she said as she adjusted his collar. <br />Then she saw the crumbs on the side of his face. “You got something at the corner of your mouth…” She licks her finger, wiping the crumbs on the side of his face.<br />“I’ll be back,”<br />“Take care”<br />Jane said, still wearing her apron as Kenkyo walk out the door. ",
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"content": " “Why don’t you clean the room...” she fumes, hands on her hips as she bent down to pick up a sock admist the piles of clothes scatter across the room. She shoos the clothes into a pile, making a path to a huddle popping out from the bed like a turtle. \n“...I am the ball in the sack….pew pew...” the huddle said as it bobble and weave.\n\n“Don’t pew pew pew pew me Jack!” she grab onto the blanket, gritting her teeth as another pair pull back. “I said… time...to…” she grumbles as she steps back. “Wake...” she grits her teeth, stomping on the ground.\n\n“I don’t Wanna~~~,”\n\n“You're going to be late for work again Kenkyo if you don’t get up! So get… up!” She yelps, the blanket thrown up in the air. \n\nA pair of hands grab onto her, a leg wrapping around her as the two roll into the bed.\n\nShe blush as a pair of arms wrap around her. \n\nHer face flush, her chest beating as she heard Jack's heartbeat against her face… \"mee mee mee…”\n\nHer eyes drooping, her eyes half close feeling his hard, heavy chest. “Come on Ken, get up...” She shook her head as she tries to push back.\n\n“Five more minutes Geky~~~”\n\n“You said that yesterday, last week, a month, so no jack five more minutes. Get up now means get up now…!” She said as she pinches him. \n\nHe moans...” Oh mommy~~~”\n\nShe groans as she lifts the blanket up, sneaking out from underneath as the blanket began to roll over. The figure call jack look average, well above average then most people with some abs showing cover by fleshy bits by the side. His face was clean shaven with a square jaw, almond brown eyes and almond shape eyes, messy bed hair and some muscle definitions on his arm as he stretch back and yawn. \n“…anyway your lunch is almost ready… “ she mutter to herself looking at Jack for a few moments \"…and I left your clothes by your bedside…”.\n\n“Thank you~~~” he yawns again as he drops his arms, eyes drooping as he puckers his lips. He sat on the bed, hands on his lap as he swoons side by side. \n\nHe turns to look at jane, he saw her blush slightly until she stiffens and fold her arms, squinting her eyes into a scorching glare boring down at him.\n\n“...What?”\n\n“I’m waiting for you to ACTUALLY get up...”\n\nHe groans raising his arms up in the air. She rolls her eyes, sighing as she walks up to him. Pulling him as best as she could, although with little as he was trying to pull her back. She groans as she saw him open one eye, purring at her.\n\nThen he frowns seeing how fluster she is.\n\nHe sighs as he let her pull him up. The blanket unfurling down to his waist.\n\n“And put something...” she covers her eyes, clicking her tongue as she turns away and step out the room.\n\n************************\n\n\nHi my name is Ishi Kenkyo.\n\nI’m just an ordinary high school student about to start his day and start his journey to find the grand li… oh wait I mean on a mission to get back my little bro...well anyway… He rolls his tongue into the side of his jaw, clicking his tongue out as he rolls his neck. Bones and muscle pop as he stood up. Hopping on the spot as he spot his clothes. \n\nHe purrs as he smells the lilac smell emitting from her clothes. Bitter, spicy and a tinge of sweet. Pissed off Jane makes my morning…\n\nThe sound of metal pots clanking together tickle his ear as he walks out the room. The smell of finely cook meal in the halls as he hums, following the scent of food down the stairs like a ghost as he turns around to the corner and saw Geky wearing an apron, the light above reflecting her pink purple hair flow behind her back with a petite figure.\n\nA plate of pancakes awaited him on the table. \n\nMouth watering as he approaches the table. \n\nAnd where he notices her arm lagging on the side. \n\n“Hey Geky…” \n\nShe grunts, turning her head an angle toward him. \n\n“Your arm…”\n\n“it's fine…” her arm twitch as he heard a dish tap against the sink. She clicks her tongue as she turns to him. \n\nHe raises his hand out against her. She breathes in, finishing washing her dish aside and walk towards her. She sat down, arm out on the table as he reaches out for the bags. \n\n“Open your arm” Kenk pull out two his tools, just as the skin open up. She groans, her face blushing as she saw the wires and lights emitting out beneath her arm. He stuck his tools into the socket, lights trailing from the tip of his tool as he saw Jane eye twitch. His module blinking as it highlight her figure, her arm blinking as a wire trace to one side of her face. His module tilt to one side, looking to her as she sighs as she close her eye. Cracks appear in her face as one of her side clinks, and fan out revealing the metal sheethes of her skull. \nAll right, lets get into that noggin…\n***********************************************************************\nHe put his shoes on, tapping the sole against the floor as he adjusts his collar. She waits for him, holding his jacket spread wide as he rolls his neck as he raises his arm up towards her. \nShe walks up, bringing his jacket into his arms as he close his jacket. \n“Oh, wait…” She said as she adjusted his collar. \n“Oh, mom…” He grumbles, smiling. \n“Yea yea…” she said as she adjusted his collar. \nThen she saw the crumbs on the side of his face. “You got something at the corner of your mouth…” She licks her finger, wiping the crumbs on the side of his face.\n“I’ll be back,”\n“Take care”\nJane said, still wearing her apron as Kenkyo walk out the door. ",
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"content": "Oh she’s so hot…<br /><br />The man thought reading his comic, a heart shape face with shimmering black hair, dark blue tinge reflecting the light off her head with sharp emerald green eyes, wearing a white and blue combat dress as earthen golems rose and wage battle all across this heroine's precious city. Astral wings sprouting from her back as she use the very force of wind to cut the stones to pieces, just as she weaves a cyclone with her fingers to catch the people falling from the creature’s crumbling hand. <br /><br />He read a few more pages as the golems were destroyed, and the crowds cheered thanking their resident savior. <br /><br />“You're all safe” I’m glad you're all safe. Awww not only is she strong, and cute, she’s also such a sweetheart. <br /><br />He chuckle until he turn the page revealing a preview’s page, laced with a graffiti style art with a dark skin woman with a pompadour hairstyle wearing an iron suit with a dead man in front of her as she held onto a helmet. He sighs when he turns the next page to see another story, another woman with a buzz saw hair cut carrying a shotgun over her shoulder with a bandana on it, a fat woman with cross eyes dual wielding two heavy machine guns, giggling and shooting up in the air, a fat woman with buck teeth and animal ears sprouting off her head sitting on all four, a woman with dreadlocks, dark and fat wearing retro glasses laughing next to a row of dead men, with one man blindfolded, scars rack all over his naked body, arms tied around his back, knees fallen on the ground as a woman with blonde hair rub her hands together with a corona of energy rising around her. <br /><br />Strong wahmen…He click his tongue, turning back to the middle of the page, the same girl but now with soft grey eyes, with a mole underneath her eye. The same slender figure sitting in her office, sunshine filtering inside her space, her slender fingers pushing up her triangle glasses “The meganekko vibe man...” as a futuristic screen float in front of her, pen at hand as she drew on top of it.<br /><br />Only to be stop as she looks at her watch. Her eyes widen as she grab her coat, Her secretaries bowing before her as she walk outside. She lift one of her hand, shielding her eyes from her blowing hair reaching out to her city below. <br />Just as she leaps from the building. <br /><br />Air currents running past her as she gathers her powers. Fonts of it gather around her back as they erupted into wings, riding along the currents.<br /><br />Passing by a giant floating screen, of a legion of superheroes, men and women, young and old, flying to destination outward with the sun shining behind them. <br /><br />“It's amazing to be in a world of superheroes,” The man thought<br /><br />“It's amazing to be in a world of superheroes,” He read. <br /><br />As she set her sights on the setting sun before her. Of the city she helps build, of the city that’s her home, and the city whose people she swore she would protect with all her heart. <br /><br />He sighs, smiling as he leaned forward looking at the female figures, pens, markers and scrap papers lay nearby, with doodles of drawings like the comic architecture’s scatter around. Maybe one day i can draw more women like this… He thought as he turns page as the woman landed on top of her destination, sleek, grace and with style as her wings blink spirit away. Still wearing her casual work attire, hip and trendy, yet nothing too progressive, or standoffish that warrants a modern art exhibit, as she elegantly strode along the carpet floor, chandeliers hanging high above her, a waiter retrieving her jacket, as another escort her to a table where a man wearing a fancy suit, royal red tie, slick comb hair behind his back, a gleaming watch await her with shaking hands. <br /><br />Oh, I know what you want to ask me...” he read as her fingers dance, tapping against her thigh as threads appear on the page. He saw the small box in his pocket, and the group of people that gather not too close, but close enough to be subtle that she tap her fingers, the threads criss-crossing and converging against the instruments, the threads coaling and wrapping around the box as the man pull it out. Only for him to wince touching it, and cringe as the musical instruments emit loud shrieks.<br /><br />“I’m sorry Sheng Hua this wasn’t what I had planned. But I wanted to ask you...”<br /><br />“Oh, waiter could we order are dessert please...” She chuckles nervously. I’m sorry Qiang Zhu , I can’t agree with what you want to ask me...”<br /><br />“...It's not even appetizers yet…”<br /><br />…He close the comic, putting it aside as he picks up his pencils and drew over one of his sketch. Another strong independent wahmen…. His arm drawing over an arc, scribbling, connecting the broken lines together. He sighs looking at another abomination, hips too wide, face to small, another stick-figure abomination. Well… just another step in the creative process… The man said as he places his drawing underneath a folder. He glances at the comic. At least this woman is more *graceful* about her independence… rather than what the other authors puke out in the industry nowadays….<br /><br />He looks over at his clock. I should go to sleep soon, early morning shift tomorrow, he stretch his arm, opening his computer as he saw another screen at the center of his monitor showing multiple tabs on his browser. Much as its free, still good to have that nice new book smell, and have a reference close at hand he close one of the tab.<br /><br />I swear when comics gets outsourced to the Chinese, your economy is probably past the point of no return. <br /><br />He close the tab as he saw another tab with a video “dunking on shitty comics” with hundreds of thousands views showing dark skin women, one fat stepping on a man, another dark skin woman skinny with a scowl on her face as she rips a crimson and gold mask off a bearded man corpse. a woman with dreadlocks, a fat ginger hair girl with a tooth missing grinning as she kicks over a man with an iconic helmet with a star and the colors of freedom lay broken on the ground. <br /><br />And when said Chinese can make better art than a “100-year-old” legacy comic store, and even better than the weeabo herbivores across the sea, you know your culture REALLY has become a joke.<br /><br />And we have a dancing tribe to thank for all this.<br /><br />A pop up appear on his screen. A black screen inside another screen that said click me click me…<br /><br />The man lean back, his chair rocking as it spin from one angle to the next…<br /><br />Vpn’s on...antivirus on...virtual machine is up...He look at the last tab on his browser: “English uncensored with hundreds of pictures and several pages…” written across it. And he looked at his other laptop sitting on top of his bed behind him...you know I’m kinda curious how this’ll wreck my computer… <br /><br />He clicks. <br /><br />The screen disappears. <br /><br />A few moments pass. <br /><br />The man was rocking in his chair, arms folding as he swivels from side to side…<br /><br />...The man look at the time. <br /><br />I’ll run a quick virus scan, see what it caught. And then I should hit the sack…<br /><br />He lean over, finding the virus scan in his virtual machine. Wind was blowing in his face as when he push himself from his desk. <br />He felt weightless, air pushing up from below. <br />The man’s eye’s widen as he found himself lifting off his chair. <br />his clothes roaring as he screams falling down into a city. <br /><br />************************************************************************<br /><br />“What on high shittery is this!?!?”<br /><br />He screams as he watches his computer, and desk fall after him. <br /><br />Wind was pounding at him as he tried to cling onto what dear life he could hold on to just as he heard a crash. the force knocking the breath out of him as he tried to keep his eyes open. <br /><br />A feeling, a nick in the back of his mind as he raises his hand. He felt something build up in his arm, crawling toward his hand as it shot out from his palm. Just as he felt himself go slow... just as he cough from tge heat and smoke smashing into his face.<br /><br />Crap, he coughs can’t... can’t…. he squint and saw a building coming into view. <br /><br />His body was heavy…..his breathing ragged….his throat felt like it was rake with scars… his limbs lock together…all as he growl. and roar as he tilt himself into an angle, arm outstretch as he lock onto that nick from the back of his mind. concentrating, grabbing onto that entity as power started to crawl back to his hand. and explode out into a beam slashing across the building. He felt himself getting push, like a hand pressing against his palm as he turn. spinning. <br />But now he could barely keep his eyes open. <br /><br />His arms have gone limp. <br /><br />His body dull like a long day’s work. <br /><br />I want to go to bed…The ground felt like it was getting closer as he blinks. <br /><br />Well…gravity lift his arms up in the air. He captures that same feeling, that same nick in the back of his mind. This time grabbing onto it with both of his hand. Squeezing it. Tightly wrapping around it…like a street fighter uppercutting his opponent up to the jaw as the man roar! Gritting his teeth, what muscles could work tensing, as he slams his arm to the ground.<br /><br />An explosive crown engulf him. Smoke, wind, fire and dusts converging and blossom into a flaring detonation. The force punching him right in the lungs. He sucks in a gale of stale wind. Just as his vision blink into a blank oblivion.<br />",
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The same slender figure sitting in her office, sunshine filtering inside her space, her slender fingers pushing up her triangle glasses “The meganekko vibe man...” as a futuristic screen float in front of her, pen at hand as she drew on top of it.\n\nOnly to be stop as she looks at her watch. Her eyes widen as she grab her coat, Her secretaries bowing before her as she walk outside. She lift one of her hand, shielding her eyes from her blowing hair reaching out to her city below. \nJust as she leaps from the building. \n\nAir currents running past her as she gathers her powers. Fonts of it gather around her back as they erupted into wings, riding along the currents.\n\nPassing by a giant floating screen, of a legion of superheroes, men and women, young and old, flying to destination outward with the sun shining behind them. \n\n“It's amazing to be in a world of superheroes,” The man thought\n\n“It's amazing to be in a world of superheroes,” He read. \n\nAs she set her sights on the setting sun before her. Of the city she helps build, of the city that’s her home, and the city whose people she swore she would protect with all her heart. \n\nHe sighs, smiling as he leaned forward looking at the female figures, pens, markers and scrap papers lay nearby, with doodles of drawings like the comic architecture’s scatter around. Maybe one day i can draw more women like this… He thought as he turns page as the woman landed on top of her destination, sleek, grace and with style as her wings blink spirit away. Still wearing her casual work attire, hip and trendy, yet nothing too progressive, or standoffish that warrants a modern art exhibit, as she elegantly strode along the carpet floor, chandeliers hanging high above her, a waiter retrieving her jacket, as another escort her to a table where a man wearing a fancy suit, royal red tie, slick comb hair behind his back, a gleaming watch await her with shaking hands. \n\nOh, I know what you want to ask me...” he read as her fingers dance, tapping against her thigh as threads appear on the page. He saw the small box in his pocket, and the group of people that gather not too close, but close enough to be subtle that she tap her fingers, the threads criss-crossing and converging against the instruments, the threads coaling and wrapping around the box as the man pull it out. Only for him to wince touching it, and cringe as the musical instruments emit loud shrieks.\n\n“I’m sorry Sheng Hua this wasn’t what I had planned. But I wanted to ask you...”\n\n“Oh, waiter could we order are dessert please...” She chuckles nervously. I’m sorry Qiang Zhu , I can’t agree with what you want to ask me...”\n\n“...It's not even appetizers yet…”\n\n…He close the comic, putting it aside as he picks up his pencils and drew over one of his sketch. Another strong independent wahmen…. His arm drawing over an arc, scribbling, connecting the broken lines together. He sighs looking at another abomination, hips too wide, face to small, another stick-figure abomination. Well… just another step in the creative process… The man said as he places his drawing underneath a folder. He glances at the comic. At least this woman is more *graceful* about her independence… rather than what the other authors puke out in the industry nowadays….\n\nHe looks over at his clock. I should go to sleep soon, early morning shift tomorrow, he stretch his arm, opening his computer as he saw another screen at the center of his monitor showing multiple tabs on his browser. Much as its free, still good to have that nice new book smell, and have a reference close at hand he close one of the tab.\n\nI swear when comics gets outsourced to the Chinese, your economy is probably past the point of no return. \n\nHe close the tab as he saw another tab with a video “dunking on shitty comics” with hundreds of thousands views showing dark skin women, one fat stepping on a man, another dark skin woman skinny with a scowl on her face as she rips a crimson and gold mask off a bearded man corpse. a woman with dreadlocks, a fat ginger hair girl with a tooth missing grinning as she kicks over a man with an iconic helmet with a star and the colors of freedom lay broken on the ground. \n\nAnd when said Chinese can make better art than a “100-year-old” legacy comic store, and even better than the weeabo herbivores across the sea, you know your culture REALLY has become a joke.\n\nAnd we have a dancing tribe to thank for all this.\n\nA pop up appear on his screen. A black screen inside another screen that said click me click me…\n\nThe man lean back, his chair rocking as it spin from one angle to the next…\n\nVpn’s on...antivirus on...virtual machine is up...He look at the last tab on his browser: “English uncensored with hundreds of pictures and several pages…” written across it. And he looked at his other laptop sitting on top of his bed behind him...you know I’m kinda curious how this’ll wreck my computer… \n\nHe clicks. \n\nThe screen disappears. \n\nA few moments pass. \n\nThe man was rocking in his chair, arms folding as he swivels from side to side…\n\n...The man look at the time. \n\nI’ll run a quick virus scan, see what it caught. And then I should hit the sack…\n\nHe lean over, finding the virus scan in his virtual machine. Wind was blowing in his face as when he push himself from his desk. \nHe felt weightless, air pushing up from below. \nThe man’s eye’s widen as he found himself lifting off his chair. \nhis clothes roaring as he screams falling down into a city. \n\n************************************************************************\n\n“What on high shittery is this!?!?”\n\nHe screams as he watches his computer, and desk fall after him. \n\nWind was pounding at him as he tried to cling onto what dear life he could hold on to just as he heard a crash. the force knocking the breath out of him as he tried to keep his eyes open. \n\nA feeling, a nick in the back of his mind as he raises his hand. He felt something build up in his arm, crawling toward his hand as it shot out from his palm. 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This time grabbing onto it with both of his hand. Squeezing it. Tightly wrapping around it…like a street fighter uppercutting his opponent up to the jaw as the man roar! Gritting his teeth, what muscles could work tensing, as he slams his arm to the ground.\n\nAn explosive crown engulf him. Smoke, wind, fire and dusts converging and blossom into a flaring detonation. The force punching him right in the lungs. He sucks in a gale of stale wind. Just as his vision blink into a blank oblivion.\n",
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"content": "The leaves crinkle as Sibley stop at the pearly gate, spray painted and defiled by graffiti like the old man spread out like a star above her.<br /><br />She shivers walking around the blood, the gate groan as she made her way up the hill where a church sat at top like a beacon in the night. A two story building with stain glasses illuminating from the lights inside, a triangular main body branching out from two sides. <br /><br />She took out a square compartment nestle behind her hip, the gears turn from her touch. Parts releasing, branching out as it formed a blood dry ax with an abyssal jagged blade as she crouches toward a blacken tree. <br /><br />Her hand vibrate with power under her hand, as she took a breath at the body hanging from one of its branch, and the bodies surrounding the blacken plant. Several men, including the one hanging, were white clothing, golden trimmings and scarlet overalls lean against the tree, surrounded by the black ragged cowls could hear the howls, the moaning as she walks toward the steps of the church. <br />And she heard a cough, turning her attention to a boy crawling toward a tree, hand over his chest as she took out a capsule. The man cough, as she looks down at the medicine. Then she kneels and stab the medicine into the wound. The man huff, eyes widen as he sucks in a breath of air as he coughs another bout. His breathing becoming ragged, hoarse, but the bouts of blood not slowed to a trickle as steam rose out from his stomach.<br /><br />She bends stroking his head as he clasps onto her. “Listen...” He sighs “...The church...” His finger waving pointing at the building...” Send help...” he coughs… ““...donations...in….office...behind... Altar...an...and in basemen….” He sigh as his finger drop to the ground. She waited a few moments and put her hands over his mouth. And feel a pulse against his neck.<br /><br />You’ll live...brave man… She smiled lifting his body as she laid him against the side of a tree. <br />She could hear more moaning within the buildings. Chill ricochet across her body, she took a deep breath and open the door.<br /><br />**************************************************************<br /><br />The halls are masonry white with velvet red trappings and carpet with golden linings rolling down the isle like a wedding leading up to a baroque altar where she saw a woman humping behind it, in front of a statue of a man pin to a cross with red lettering's scrawl across its chest and face. Saintly white pillars and walls, portraits and decorations below stain glasses of figures that were… covered in graffiti, scribbles and dark stains. Pristine oaken pews chipped and filled with black hooded creatures, men, women on top of each other. And… her neck tense as she threw her ax. Power pulsing underneath her hand as her weapon swung true, lodging behind the creature’s head as she rush towards it. She pushes the creature aside, her hand nestling behind the head of a boy, eyes daze, drool leaking from his mouth, she took off his vest and wrap it over his legs. She carried him to the far side of the room, his head hanging off her arms as she kneels, setting him aside against a pillar.<br /><br /> The surrounding noise seemed to freeze, her nose flare, her hand cracking into a fist as she snap behind her. Her hand vibrating as she heard a snap behind her. Metal cut through air as it landed on her hands, her knuckles turning white as Sibley turn to the figure rising behind the altar. <br />She saw spider legs emerging from the side of the altar as the woman dressed in white like a wedding gown rose to reveal a black widow's body.<br /><br />“Such delicious carnage…” The figure click its tongue as it turn to face her \"… mix with such…” It sniff deeply in the air “… passionate ceremony on this “holy “eve…” the pale face cackle as its mouth rip into reveal several mandibles, its fork tongue snapping into the air as its silver hair flow like a veil as it lick between its claws. It smile as one of its legs lifts a white cloth figure with crimson red apparels with a diamond hat. The creature was cover in blood, with a fleshy rod throbbing between its leg as it began to recede. An iron tiara adorn its head as its leg clack down the steps. “not just another lost lamb...” it sniff “but someone who “transcended”... Sibley grips her ax as it lick underneath one of her mandible, dragging the robe figure by one of its leg stabbed into his body. “Just like us…“ Sibley eye twitch as she saw the man shaking, giggling as blood was leaking down from his shoulder, almost like the bloody hole between his legs as the creature toss him across the building. The figure crash against the wall, her grips hardening around her ax as it approach her.<br />“… But I can’t imagine someone so…“fantastic~~~““It cackle.<br /><br />Just as she tosses her ax in the air. And wave her ax down. She grit her teeth as her arm jerk, twitching with each snap of Bones and muscles as the creature split in two like a guillotine, its sides resting on both sides of the isle<br /><br />She huffs wiping the speck of flesh splatter against her face. She wave her hand toward her axe, turning to see the creatures hunching towards her. And the creatures crawling down from the roof. 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Several men, including the one hanging, were white clothing, golden trimmings and scarlet overalls lean against the tree, surrounded by the black ragged cowls could hear the howls, the moaning as she walks toward the steps of the church. \nAnd she heard a cough, turning her attention to a boy crawling toward a tree, hand over his chest as she took out a capsule. The man cough, as she looks down at the medicine. Then she kneels and stab the medicine into the wound. The man huff, eyes widen as he sucks in a breath of air as he coughs another bout. His breathing becoming ragged, hoarse, but the bouts of blood not slowed to a trickle as steam rose out from his stomach.\n\nShe bends stroking his head as he clasps onto her. “Listen...” He sighs “...The church...” His finger waving pointing at the building...” Send help...” he coughs… ““...donations...in….office...behind... Altar...an...and in basemen….” He sigh as his finger drop to the ground. She waited a few moments and put her hands over his mouth. And feel a pulse against his neck.\n\nYou’ll live...brave man… She smiled lifting his body as she laid him against the side of a tree. \nShe could hear more moaning within the buildings. Chill ricochet across her body, she took a deep breath and open the door.\n\n**************************************************************\n\nThe halls are masonry white with velvet red trappings and carpet with golden linings rolling down the isle like a wedding leading up to a baroque altar where she saw a woman humping behind it, in front of a statue of a man pin to a cross with red lettering's scrawl across its chest and face. Saintly white pillars and walls, portraits and decorations below stain glasses of figures that were… covered in graffiti, scribbles and dark stains. Pristine oaken pews chipped and filled with black hooded creatures, men, women on top of each other. And… her neck tense as she threw her ax. Power pulsing underneath her hand as her weapon swung true, lodging behind the creature’s head as she rush towards it. She pushes the creature aside, her hand nestling behind the head of a boy, eyes daze, drool leaking from his mouth, she took off his vest and wrap it over his legs. She carried him to the far side of the room, his head hanging off her arms as she kneels, setting him aside against a pillar.\n\n The surrounding noise seemed to freeze, her nose flare, her hand cracking into a fist as she snap behind her. Her hand vibrating as she heard a snap behind her. Metal cut through air as it landed on her hands, her knuckles turning white as Sibley turn to the figure rising behind the altar. \nShe saw spider legs emerging from the side of the altar as the woman dressed in white like a wedding gown rose to reveal a black widow's body.\n\n“Such delicious carnage…” The figure click its tongue as it turn to face her \"… mix with such…” It sniff deeply in the air “… passionate ceremony on this “holy “eve…” the pale face cackle as its mouth rip into reveal several mandibles, its fork tongue snapping into the air as its silver hair flow like a veil as it lick between its claws. It smile as one of its legs lifts a white cloth figure with crimson red apparels with a diamond hat. The creature was cover in blood, with a fleshy rod throbbing between its leg as it began to recede. An iron tiara adorn its head as its leg clack down the steps. “not just another lost lamb...” it sniff “but someone who “transcended”... Sibley grips her ax as it lick underneath one of her mandible, dragging the robe figure by one of its leg stabbed into his body. “Just like us…“ Sibley eye twitch as she saw the man shaking, giggling as blood was leaking down from his shoulder, almost like the bloody hole between his legs as the creature toss him across the building. The figure crash against the wall, her grips hardening around her ax as it approach her.\n“… But I can’t imagine someone so…“fantastic~~~““It cackle.\n\nJust as she tosses her ax in the air. And wave her ax down. She grit her teeth as her arm jerk, twitching with each snap of Bones and muscles as the creature split in two like a guillotine, its sides resting on both sides of the isle\n\nShe huffs wiping the speck of flesh splatter against her face. She wave her hand toward her axe, turning to see the creatures hunching towards her. And the creatures crawling down from the roof. Her axe hover back to her hand.\n\nShe cracked her neck as she set her ax on guard. The creature’s charge.\n\n********************************************************\nThe bodies drip to the floor as she wipes her brow.\n“...Magnificent” Her eyes widen, her heart skip when she threw her ax behind her, cleaving the creature head off. \n\nBut she held her breath.\n\nAs the creature grab its head. \n\nAs a vine shot out from its body. Entwining with a sprouting vine from its head as the two coalesce and combine. “Such a delicious TASTE” it slither at the end as another set of vines emerge from its body, wrapping on top of the previous colony “...delicious carnage! and~~~!” the creature click its mandibles “ECSTASY!” Its tiara shook as it screech, laughing.\n\nShe reaches out for her ax. Power humming beneath her hand as the ax glow spinning back toward her. Right between the vines like a tree trunk ready to be cut down.\n\nBut the creature jump, She curses as she grab her ax. She looks up. She saw the creature latch onto a pillar as she threw her ax again. Granite rain above her as the creature jump again. She jumps toward the crumbling pillar as her ax spun back to her, quickly sliding bringing her ax on guard toward where the creature jump as the pillar crash in front of her..\n\n“If you ever wish to see me, you can find m...” Sibley threw her ax again as the creature dodge. “at the city of tears, And speak the name of Gefen Dror when you get there...” She threw her ax. But she heard a cackle, as she heard a window break. And a crash afterward as she quickly reaches out for her axe. It swung back to her hand as she saw a new hole where glass was dripping like chimes to a front door. \n\nHer heart was beating, she clutch her chest while keeping a note of her surroundings, gingerly stepping over the bodies. Turning back to the hole in top, bringing her ax on guard check all corners of the building until she pushes the door and reach outside.",
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