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Aoi saw another player approaching the tree and decided to stay quiet, thinking he might just pass by the tree. He continued looking through his inventory, but could just barely make out through the pale holographic images that the other player had a warhammer. He knew warhammers were far more...
Aoi’s deep breathing was interrupted by the noise of a church bell ringing to signal that is was 1:00 PM. He felt calmer, and whispered to himself, “Guess if I wait any longer I’ll get behind everyone else in level. Here goes nothing,” as he attached the nervegear to his head. Then, he laid down...
Aoi had grown up in the town of Kamakura, Japan from a fortunate family who had the money and time to help him become fluent in both English and Japanese. He had just been hanging around the house waiting for the launch of Sword Art Online and watching YouTube videos about it pretty much since...
Dylan paid attention to the directions given to him by Lorenzo. The street was very busy, and he was bumped into quite a bit, before he re-entered where he had came from to get out of the crowd. Digging wasn’t within Blade’s abilities, and Dylan didn’t have a shovel. He wasn’t!t sure how he...
Dylan tried the best he could to catch the body. Long story short, he failed. It ended up knowcking him over, and he could barely push Mortis off of him to get back up. Mortis seemed intact, however, and Dylan called up to Lorenzo and Cooper, “I’m alright! So is Mortis, kind of?”
Then, Dylan...
Dylan’s head slowly looked up at Lorenzo and he said, “I’ll do it.”
He climbed over to the window and jumped down from it. It hurt a little, but he knew he had to. Then, he prepared mentally to catch Mortis, an overweight dead gym leader, and his greatest mentor. He sighed, thinking back on all...
“Yeah, that sounds good.” Dylan responded quietly and shortly. He couldn’t think of much else to say. “Maybe my absol can distract them somehow so that you can hide the body easier.”
Sol exited the ball before Dylan could even call it out. The Pokémon immmediately ran towards the other gym...
Upon reaching the door, Dylan returned Blade to his ball. He was quite tired out from chasing after Blade. Yet, Cooper’s words echoed through his head like icy knives, “Where’s Mortis?”
Dylan knew this room. It was indeed Mortis’s bedroom, and the light wasn’t on yet, even so late in the day...
Dylan had woken up a little and moved out of the way when the gym leader walked into the building. Another gym trainer, whom Dylan didn’t know much about, stopped before walking in and spoke to him about a strange smell in the gym. Dylan hadn’t noticed anything until now, but he immediately...
Dylan tossed and turned in his bed, located just past the entrance to the gym, as the bright rays of the sun shone through the windows. He had been woken up suddenly by this incessant ringing noise at the door (the doorbell), but couldn’t be bothered to get up. It was warm inside his sheets...
Syn ran after Mr. Beamon to try and stop him, but he soon realized the damage had been done. When he landed back at wolfborn, he saw that Mr, Beamon was just now walking right into the headmistress’s house. With such incriminating evidence as that, he knew he had to escape before he was arrested...
“I literally saw you take them,” Syn said, then he used his blade arm from across the room to cut down the curtain on the cage. He ran over to them and attempted to free them by cutting the cage itself. He completely ignored the comment on how he was followed.
Mr. Beamon knew he had been...
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