To The Last Man The town was burning. The soldiers paraded through the streets, killing any that were fool enough to be outside, and setting fire to the buildings to burn all who were cowardly enough to stay inside. It was a massacre.To The Last Man by ~HolyOrdersOtaku
"There he goes!" cried one soldier.
"Don't let him get away!" yelled another.
A young boy of about seventeen ran through the streets. He wore a simple tunic, a pair of loose leather slacks, and a pair of leather boots. His right arm was clad in a leather armored glove and a leather wrist guard, while his left had only a cloth sleeve that was yellow, as opposed to his tunic's grey color. In his gloved hand was a sword wit
Existence Part 15: After~Story The sound was starting to get on my nerves. It just wouldn't shut up! "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!" Make it stop!Existence Part 15: After~Story by ~HolyOrdersOtaku
"Oh, Matt, just get up already!" Exclaimed a slightly frustrated female voice. Moments later the noise silence, and my blankets were ripped off of me. I opened my eyes to see Rave standing over me. "Matt, wake up! You're going to be late for work!" She walked out of the room, before poking her head around the door frame to say, "You'd better get dressed and leave now. You don't have time for a shower this morning." She looked as beautiful as ever as she wore her house apron, simple white pants, a button up shirt, and house slippers. H
Existence Part 14: Finale "Today's date is Thursday, September 19th, 2018. The weather today is going to be partly cloudy, but there will still be plenty of sunlight, so don't get those umbrellas out just yet. The high in Seaside is going to be seventy-two degrees today," announced a woman wearing a bright yellow suit on the wall mounted television in the post office. I was barely paying attention to it, since I was here to pick up my mail and give the postal workers my new address so I could just walk to my mailbox instead of wasting gasoline.Existence Part 14: Finale by ~HolyOrdersOtaku
After telling them about the address, I walked until I found my PO box, and pulled my key out to open it. Naturally, there
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