Lizie meets Hannah's emotionless gaze. She doesn't care about dying anyway, this is what she wanted. "Tell me how am I gonna die this time? Will I disappear like Jair huh?" Lizie asked Hannah. Her tone was challenging. Hannah didn't reply. Ever since she sided with her father she talks less. " Let go of her!" It was Janesi. She grabbed Hannah from behind attempting to absorb her strength but it was like an invisible force throwing her away. Janesi realized how incredible Hannah's defense system is, and with that, she knows it's impossible to defeat her. And by what she did, Hannah's attention was directed to her. Hannah pulled up Janesi's collar. Janesi scoffed. " I too was a daddy's girl, but your dad doesn't deserve to have a daughter...he's selfish! He's just using you, Hannah!" Janesi said. But Hannah isn't listening. She instead punches Janesi in the face. Hannah decided to do his father's order. She was about to hit Janesi again when Harpie came and interrupted the

"Seriously you asked him that?" Lizie blurted. Janesi didn't reply. She walks ahead ignoring Lizie. "Maybe you want to invite them too!" Lizie muttered sarcastically. She was referring to Usiu and Talyn. Talyn side-eyed at her noticing the blunt in her words. Lizie continued blabbering that it starts to irritate their ears. Talyn throws a force at her muzzling her mouth. Lizie retaliated. " Can you guys just stop?" Janesi yelled at them. "The world is falling and we have no supplies and yet here you are quarreling?" Silence. Lizie sighed. " Okay, what do we do now?" she asked. "What else...let's rob some trucks again," Janesi suggested. " That will be difficult for you now. Sure that what happened a while ago has come to Jimmie's knowledge. They will tighten the security." Usiu muttered. He's correct. They were silent they cannot object. "I guess it's time your village joins the Outsiders," Usiu said to Lizie and Janesi. "We'll think of that. We like robbing truc

The garden in Wandering Land was wide and open. It softly slopes down to a river that is a cosmos-blue color. On one side, a copse (grove) of cypress pines surrounds him, and on the other, a thicket (grove) of calm beeches keeps watch. A lake of claw shadows is created on the grass by the apple trees that run across the middle of the garden. Their leaves' flaming brilliance, which appears in the fall as searing oranges, blazing browns, and molten reds, is a sight. Then, as silently and casually as an ash cloud, they fall to the ground and enter into their eternal rest.At one sight, Carsen could tell that this place holds no danger. But facades aren't trustworthy. He told himself. He inhaled the air and looked around again as if enjoying the view. Panes of light first poke the shadows and cause the soil to steam. In the crystalline haze, midges rise with the grass mist and hang like moon dust. Overnight, daffodils explode from the earth as if a necromancer had set a timer banishment

Since Carsen Adams, or even his Prime Emanator self isn't a singing boundless, Tadhiel had given him a charm that would protect Hannah against his father's scheme. It's a necklace made from Tadhiel's musical instrument. However, Tadhiel advised him that it's best if Hannah will realize her real strength because she can't rely on the necklace forever. " Oh..." Carsen and Usiu were supposed to leave when an idea came up. " I heard a while ago that he's skilled in games. In hunting?" Carsen was pointing to the Abojans. "Uhm.." Carsen grinned, " can we have him?" he asked. There was silence. The abojan objected. Tadhiel laughed. He did not agree since the abojan is the only companion he have here in this realm. "He too like me has already crossed the boundaries of the living. If you want game players you can check out their cousins in the human world," Tadhiel suggested."Cousins?" "Yeah, the few existing abojans who were skilled in knavery and hypnosis. They will make the b

The category which the automated voice chose for them was a slaughter. The players stepped back when they saw groups of boundless entering the building. That means one thing --- they were tasked to kill them. "Remember their weak point!" Janesi whispered to Lizie. And they brace themselves while they wait for the group of boundless sent to kill them. There were like twenty of them. They could see the merciless look on their faces while they all draw near to them. The sky turned dark as carrion. "Damn! Here we go again!" Lizie whispered as one of the boundless again interrupted the weather. Blood the color of poppies dripped from the wounds of the first player they slaughter -- the humans, the vulnerable. The boundless were bashing their shields with war hammers and axes. In the air, arrows were hissing and zipping. Some of the players were crying and snorting in terror basically those who didn't know any combat. Perhaps they were those who were randomly pushed by circumstance