2021-05-14 22:05:59Keywords: Magical/lucky/king/super strong/assassination
What is luck?
The answer people give to these questions are often such as these:
The result of chaos, one would say.
One of the less logical and most law-breaking things in the universe, another would say.
That's just a question of karma, some would say.
But in reality, what is luck?
Did someone decide that luck must be like that?
Did someone decide that luck must be so random?
Or did someone decide you had a certain chance of dying of cancer, of having a wife, or of winning at the lottery?
Does the world work with karma? Does your luck turn later if you are unlucky?
These were questions I was asking myself all my life.
And this, until I discovered what was really luck…
Luck is like magic!
Being the heir of a royal family of wizards, I always knew magic wasn't like in stories…
It's more like a veil closely tied to reality, that you can move as you want as long as you know where to catch it.
Wizards are just able to see this veil, allowing them to more easily find the good spots.
And once, as I was watching the veil, I saw for a split second another veil through the first.
After tearing through the veil of magic, I finally saw it in all its glory.
I only had to manipulate it a bit to know it was something special. It was linked to everyone, to every single thing… It was even more potent than magic.
This veil was the veil of destiny, the veil of luck!
ClemCaThis is pretty short, as this is akin to a prologue for this volume. I think this is enough to give the color of the next volume. Its writing style as well as its theme: someone who shouldn't getting access to a way of controlling luck.
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Volume 10 - re:D.D. (25) - Weirded Out
As I enter my home, I find my sister already there, nibbling on a cookie in the kitchen. -You're here? -I finished early and I had nothing planned, so... -I see. I put down my stuff, and join her after-school snack. -Oh, by the way, wanna eat something particular today? I turn around. It was my voice, but it didn't come from me. Turns out that one face is sticking out from the kitchen's entrance, and it's mine. Well, not mine per se, but mine.<
Volume 10 - re:D.D. (24) - Stupid
Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck… I'm late! Who thought I'd sleep through my alarm clock… I hurry up, get dressed, and leave my room. I'm late by almost 4 hours. As I get down the stairs, I seriously consider the utility of actually going. I have about 6 hours and a half of courses in the day. Minus 4 hours it makes it down to 2 and a half. Minus the time to eat, and the 30 minutes to walk all the way there, it would eat 1 more hour into it. In the end, is it worth walking 1 hour in total to have 1 hour and a half of courses?
Volume 10 - re:D.D. (23) - Troublesome
How troublesome… Lately, it seemed to be the only thought getting through his mind. As the Secretary of Defense of the United States, he was supposed to have some level of authority, but, with the recent events, things had too much of a tendency to be out of his hands. With supernatural matters that could threaten national security visible to the public, he felt like he visited the President's desk more than his own. It could almost be seen as enough to warrant the creation of a highly secure internal mailing system, if such a system wasn't deemed to be eventually broken through. In fact, it could be observed that he was seen in the White House than the cans of coke the president kept drinking. Today was no different.
Volume 10 - re:D.D. (22) - Luck
Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck… Left: You sure took your time. Right: We almost thought you weren't going to wake up. -So what's the choice? I'm in a bit of a hurry, which seems to be something you both aren't noticing! Who thought I'd sleep through my alarm clock. Right: Today, in view of your situation, we're going easy on you. Do they have an interest in my well-being? Are there some rules they didn't tell me about? They had orders to choose someone and have them choose, could it be that preserving the life of the one they chose is part of the
Volume 10 - re:D.D. (21) - A Better World
She wasn't feeling much. In fact, both her senses and awareness were limited, for she was currently part of a gigantic mass of flesh. She was right at the center. Maybe it was because her individuality was slowly disappearing, but she had a small moment of clarity. Right as her zombie part was slowly integrating into a greater consciousness, her human side, which had disappeared ever since she became a zombie, reappeared. As her reason came back, it was hit with a truckload of memories, and she was met with horror. It wasn't just what she became or what she did, but also where she was. She could only see darkness, she could hear nothing, she could only feel a wriggling wall of flesh all around, as if she was bathing in it.
Volume 10 - re:D.D. (20) - The Wave of Change
A/N: I didn’t notice, but I took my break right on the 100k words mark! Anyway, here is the chapter! As the day was going, it didn't take long for me to know that nothing was done about the zombies. Seeing how difficult my choices are becoming, it is likely that my sister is faced with considerably difficult choices too. Preventing negative consequences might not be the best way to deal with things. Sometimes, doing a trade-off might be better. Of course, I have no way to know if my sister also has choices and not another form of using her angels, but it doesn't change the fact that I trust her ability to pick the best path. If she decided that sacrificing Sydney was necessary, then I trust her. While I might be a bit short-sighted, I believe she has t
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