The re-run of some stupid robot sitcom finally ends, and the cheesy saxophone music plays over a still frame while the credits scroll rapidly across
Category: The Story
Knock, knock. It’s… Uh, the Crusader? At my front door, with no armor or anything? At five in the morning? In the middle of the
The chase started a few seconds ago, but it REALLY starts the moment I collide into a food stall and get a bunch of kebabs
“Put this on. You’ll blend in better,” Kusata says. One of his men hands me a bright pink yukata and beckons for me to take
The Summer Festival is here! J-District is decked out in all sorts of colorful glee. Banners up everywhere in countless symbols I can’t possibly read.
Please subscribe to my new story, Her Golemancer Girlfriend. ATL fans will love this one too. — I got another e-mail from Karina today. Last night for