When she was drunk, she would hug my arm and dawdle. Although I am very happy as a man, but— The withering glare that Grace sent my way almost physically hurt me.
Let's play Minecraft in a world of Swords and Spells (Rewritten)
'Though besides kidnappers, who the hell would follow a child running down the street?' Mused Tut with a shake of his head without so much as a bead of sweat on his face.
"Your name is Yami, right? In fact, nothing is surprising. The losses of all the families were huge. Our Hephaestus familia also needs fresh blood. Compared with other gods, I value honest eyes more than abilities. So I agreed with you to join. Do you have any questions?"
I do hope you all had a nice holiday break. I'll drop off a "goodluck!" since we are about to catch up with obligations after the break's done. As for this fic's future developments, do look forward to it.
The trio laughed and Madara just kept his sad smile. 'Living for who knows how long… but alone? … sigh… at least Kaliya will be there to cheer me up if they reject.'
'Where the hell is this place? I have been here for what it felt like months… years… and nothing happens, It feels like a dream but when we are dreaming the last thing we think is that we are… well.. dreaming.. its so odd..'