Conmer stepped back out into the busy streets, packed tightly with hundreds of rosearn swimming in their own plans and schemes. He really didn’t want to go back to the ship yet. Maybe he could visit that restaurant Treyhan had recommended. Ponzi’s, it was called. No, that wasn’t an option. Tenra’s teeth were proof that …[continue reading]
Chapter 4
“Much better. Thanks.” Andie shook her head and took a deep breath. It was nice to have her Will to Live back – she really hated the depression born in its absence. It was a nasty little paradox of emotional energy swirling inside a shell of apathy. Pain and pleasure alike pulled into a black …[continue reading]
Chapter 42
Conmer wiped some of the blood off his ear. He hated this sort of wound, the actual damage to his body was minimal but it just would not stop bleeding. “What a waste of a perfectly good bullet. If anything, resorting to violence made you appear less threatening.” He hesitated. “…but you’ve made the point …[continue reading]
Chapter 3
“Alright, so here’s the new plan: ” Andie stretched her arms, twirled her sword, and took a deep breath. “We wait for the Nightmare to throw a second car, then I stab it in the back of the head as soon as it turns around to get a third one.” “Sounds good.” Dyllan raised an …[continue reading]
Chapter 41
“I’m glad you think so highly of me. I’m quite proud of my ability to create win-win situations and turn a profit without making enemies.” Markhette flashed a grin, she was starting to panic a little. It wasn’t easy to make a rosearn panic. Not because they were difficult to scare, quite the opposite actually. …[continue reading]
Chapter 2
Andie pushed herself off the ground, putting every ounce of her willpower into standing up. Her Will to Live had stopped leaking, but in her current form there was no difference between physical strength and emotional strength. The more she didn’t want to do something, the harder it was to do. The more she was …[continue reading]
Chapter 40
“So.” A warm smile crossed Markhette’s lips. “We have a deal then?” “Yes. Fine. You win.” Conmer glanced around the room as he handed a folder over to Markhette. “…but how did you do it? Guiding my purchase in the way you did should be against the code, but even you aren’t crazy enough to …[continue reading]
Chapter 1
Andie smirked at the monster in front of her, stilling her breath as she waited for it to make the first move. “You know, you show up often enough that I might need to give you a name.” She leapt out of the way of the creature’s fist as it swung through the brick below …[continue reading]
Chapter 39
“Very well. I’ll take a mystery box.” Conmer’s facial expression stiffened slightly, he’d been hoping to spend a lot less money. “Now, about my knife?” “We’ll get to the knife in a bit. First, I need to know what size of mystery box you want. Medium or large?” Markhette picked up a crate marked “LARGE” …[continue reading]
Prologue
Andie sat on the ledge of a disorderly skyscraper. Its components were sleek and professional, but arranged in an inconsistent and unstable pattern. Taken as a whole, the structure felt as though it had grown tired of holding itself up, of maintaining the delicate balance between its four asymmetrical sides. It wanted to fall and …[continue reading]
