Werewolves have stronger senses than humans. Their eyesight, hearing, and smelling sense are ten times more potent than a human, and here the problem came. Despite being the daughter of two strong werewolves, I am a normal human. Truth be told, my eyesight is worse than a human... {yeah, you guessed it right, I wear specks}.
"I was picturing so many colorful things I couldn't wait to do to you. They mostly come in the color red." I gave an eerie smile at him as we entered the ballroom.
I wouldn't be surprised if there was a reality dedicated to worshipping me or Gumiyeong's toenails that a rabid dolphin cut off and kept in his sex dungeon full of underage albino little boys that constantly cried out for their mommies but secretly enjoyed being there.
"Fucking magic junkies. Since you want to make your life so interesting does the SCP-verse sound good?" The ROB said, trying to make me go back on my statement.
Thats a lie.. It takes more than 2 Squads to take care of 682
It was a bit unbelievable. Zhang Jue knew very well how strong the defense force of this base was. Other than that, two MTF squads would always stand by on their guards. Even if the SCP-682 had come, they would have been able to deal with it with an effort.
Moreover, the name Will Smith is already well known in the underground boxing world of Mei. Defeating several powerful opponents one after another has made his reputation skyrocket. But so far, he has not crossed paths with the Foundation at all.
But Yang Xue's words overturned her perception, is there something more important than wealth and good looks? How is it possible? It must be Sister Yang Xue's mistake. It must be.
Zhang Jue had some regrets. It looked like the survivors of the Black Pearl squad didn't know much about what was going on in their world either. But the good thing was that there were still three hundred years left. Not too long, not too short, enough time to do a lot of things.