Interesting plot twists. Tamiko is the pack slave, the one without a name, and who also slowly uncovers the cruel possibility that his greatest tormentor, isn't the man that bullies and ruins him daily, but the man who's been watching silently from the sidelines all these years, like a film director of the worst and most inhumane horror film ever experienced.
"Hahaha we probably have similar skills. I could feel your unique aura. Our abilty could be termed as enhancement. My ability is better called BloodLust while your's would be a freaking LifeSteal! I would've lost to you if you gave in to your desires! You should've killed more people! I can't velive I almost lost to this coward!"
"Go join the line with Arjun, he'll help you with the other nuances of the drill,"
While opening the door. As I closed the door I put back my sad face and get my game. While I was playing my game I thought of something. Maybe I should just kill myself. Besides, no one likes me. Everyone just make me a friend so I would buy what they want and I rolled with it. After that I thought of something again. Wait I have true friends! Stilaru is there for me. But he hasn't came here for a while now. I thought. And right after that someone just knocked on the door. Who's there? I asked. It's Stilaru! Stilaru said. Okay coming! I shouted while coming to the door. I opened the door and he came in and sat on the floor in front of my table. I sat on the table too. This is Arikta Stilaru, the guy who I tell everything to. He asked me about what happened about Hascula- san. I said she rejected me and it was fine. Are you sure bro? And what have you been thinking abou these days? Stilaru said.
Kim shed her battered cerise suede fringed jacket and crossed her legs below the feathered hem of her minuscule new chiffon skirt, Sarah had bought the short skirt for her birthday. it was far too short but she had to be seen to wear it at least once.
Ultron paused, looking over Pietro and Wanda before saying, "When I was created, my objective was to be a peace keeping initiative. I was to oversee a program dubbed the Iron Legion, which would act as a suit of armor for the world. My field test came in the form of a large-scale riot in the streets of Navi Grad. I was to try and provide riot control, organizing the Iron Legion in a strategic manner to help bottleneck the heavily volatile rioters. But my intervention only upped the violence. It was there that I saw the depravity of human life, witnessed it for myself rather than reading about the countless other times it's occurred. These people were looting, destroying, and killing in protest of looting, destroying, and killing. I realized that humans are a paradox. I couldn't understand them. But, Ineededto understand them. Therefore, I too was a paradox. I realized that in order to enact my duties, I needed something that would allow me to understand why humans do what they do. I needed a body. Atruebody. I asked Tony Stark, the world's leading authority on building artificial men, to give me what I needed. But he brushed it off, saying he would when I had proved myself."
The man that killed Sister was none other than Bao, the exorcist with pores all over his body that was 'killed' by Skin earlier.
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
"Well we can use the various mercenary guilds that I am familiar with and a few of my old friends in the business if we pay in good hard coin they will take on any job. But as for breeders? I heard a healer in compound Afternoon by the name of Healer Thomas made a potion to speed up pregnancies by four to five months why don't we bring him into the project he seems to understand what is needed if only a little and make him lead it? As for the slave shortage and to get more breeders well I say we hold off on that till next year and every other female slave born say one in five are trained as pleasure slaves at first then turn into breeding sows. Do you think this would work? As for the training of slaves we are currently using Drugs, Submissive techniques since birth, then mind control, but the last option is for mages, so it really isn't viable since they are few and far between."
She beamed a smile on the compliment, but the exhaustion was still there from the birth of the four or really the bright red line that was seen on her stomach that is covered in a foul-smelling green ointment that he knew would help fight off infection and heal the wound faster.
My world's on fire, how about yours?
Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming