Dante naturally walked up with a smile to the pure human group. Now that the troublesome Beatrice wasn't around, he was free to be more natural and less guarded. Of course, caution would not be discarded, but living like that 24/7 would shoot his stress levels to calamitous degrees.
Sci-fi · Kotario
He almost had a breakdown on behalf of all the Nuclear Physicists of Earth. Something they strove for and were stumped by even to the modern day was something that children by the age of 8 were writing for their 3rd grade, third-semester exam.
Sci-fi · Kotario
He and his entire family might suffer a calamity. They certainly will not die since every pure human was as precious as a 1000-year-old ginseng.
Sci-fi · Kotario
As far as he knew, even if he was right, Beatrice would only receive a slap on the wrist for the offense and he would be able to torment her verbally whenever he saw her, relieving some of the dissatisfaction in his heart.
Sci-fi · Kotario
The moment he got access to the Etranet, he would investigate everything about her, down to what underwear she liked to wear. There was no way he would remain ignorant about someone like her no matter how good she was to him.
Sci-fi · Kotario
He began to panic slightly when he realized his phone was missing inexplicably, but then he remembered something from yesternight.
Sci-fi · Kotario
[Host is in a peaceful state, and is asleep. Beginning in-depth assimilation to the neural system! Estimated time: 10 hours.]
Sci-fi · Kotario
"Judging by the warning, I have brought alien bacteria from my timeline to this place, so option 2 is out. It's either option 1, 3, or 4 and I need to determine which one it is to decide the next move." Dante whispered as he glanced at the cat that was eyeing him up and down.
Sci-fi · Kotario
Although the matriarchs could all agree with this sentiment, it was still difficult for them to let this powerful opportunity pass by. Inadequate diplomacy had been one of the driving reasons why they lost the Komodo War. The Hexers were intent on avoiding this mistake this time.
Sci-fi · Exlor
If Ves could do it, so could he! The New Elites Program was the perfect opportunity for powerful pilots such as Ark to earn greater rights and rise to power through his own efforts!
Sci-fi · Exlor
"Why would I be? He is family. We have our… disagreements, but that doesn't really matter. He has his way of doing things while I have my way of doing things."
Sci-fi · Exlor
"I hope your nephew still remembers all of the gratitude he owes to my clan. I don't need to rely on this high-tech virtual reality learning environment to become better at my job, but I can recognize how much this opportunity means to my subordinates. Will you be taking advantage of the EdNet as well?"
Sci-fi · Exlor
Even first-raters contacted the Larkinson Clan without sounding insufferably arrogant!
Sci-fi · Exlor
The stories that the leadership of the Larkinson Clan had received from the man himself were too astonishing to believe!
Sci-fi · Exlor
"We can conquer territory now." Patriarch Reginald spoke with fire in his eyes. "We no longer have to play soldier anymore. We can become warlords instead and take over Karlach so long as we defeat enough aliens on their own turf! We can even take over Davute if those Clives botch their own operations. I think they will most certainly stumble as they have zero experience fighting against aliens and their warships. Just think of what we can do once we return…"
Sci-fi · Exlor
If they had a say, they would have never agreed to this insane plan!
Sci-fi · Exlor
The Carmine Trooper, the Carmine Conscript and the Carmine Raider had just concluded another testing session.
Sci-fi · Exlor
The Carmine Trooper, the Carmine Conscript and the Carmine Raider had just concluded another testing session.
Sci-fi · Exlor
As the remnant of the Seleucid gazed at the gathered crowd one last time, the entity reciprocated the motion before it faded out of existence.
Sci-fi · Exlor
Schion
Sunny was more bewildered than panicked. True, these circumstances were not like what the First Nightmares were supposed to be. Usually, freshly chosen aspirants would find themselves in a scenario that presented them with a fair amount of agency: they would become members of privileged or warrior casts, with plenty of access to necessary weapons to at least try to tackle any conflict.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree