As her words fell, silence reigned.
The crew all turned to look at Kyle, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.
The prophecy was too vague, too terrifying.
Was he the embodiment of disaster? The one who would end the apocalypse? Or just a spectator standing at the world's edge, composing music for destruction?
Facing...
2025-10-08 09:33:37 +0000 UTC View Post"Three down!" Roger's wild laughter echoed through the Sea Forest as he held up the rubbing of the Poneglyph like a kid who'd just gotten his favorite toy. "Just one more until we reach the final island!"
The crew erupted in deafening cheers. The end of their journey had never felt so close.
Days of sailing fatigue vanished in an ins...
2025-10-08 09:24:00 +0000 UTC View PostAt this very moment, after sitting down in front of his computer screen, Kairos withdrew his gaze from the system panel, took a deep breath, and refocused his attention on the game development panel before him.
The Team Rocket storyline he'd specially arranged had reached a temporary conclusion for now, but the entire Emerald game still ha...
2025-10-08 09:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostThe coating craftsman Roger found was a scruffy, booze-reeking guy who was fast asleep on a carousel at the amusement park.
No matter how much Roger tried to coax or threaten him, the man just rolled over and mumbled, "Lemme sleep a bit more."
Finally, Rayleigh arrived. After saying something or other to the guy, he immediately perke...
2025-10-08 08:42:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe title of "Chief Musician" brought Kyle no actual benefits whatsoever, except for being dragged away by Roger on a whim to serve as a "million-dollar tuner" for a bunch of tone-deaf drunks.
Half a month later, when an archipelago made up of countless giant red trees appeared on the horizon, the ruckus aboard the Oro Jackson finally came...
2025-10-08 08:41:36 +0000 UTC View PostBullet's departure was like a stone tossed into a lake, sending brief ripples across the Oro Jackson before being swallowed by the vastness of the sea and the crew's boundless spirit.
This ship never stopped for anyone who left. It carried too many dreams, and they weighed too heavily.
Several days later, sailing on the calm waters o...
2025-10-08 08:39:40 +0000 UTC View Post"Well then, may fortune favor you all in battle." Standing on the cloud shore of Angel Island, Gan Fall stroked his long beard and bid farewell to Roger and his crew.
"Oh! Thanks for having us, Gan! I'll come drink with you again next time!" Roger hoisted a huge sack stuffed with Sky Island specialties over his shoulder, not the slightest ...
2025-10-08 08:38:33 +0000 UTC View PostKozuki Oden carved the final stroke and sheathed his blade, fine beads of sweat dotting his forehead. He stepped back two paces, looking at that proclamation coexisting with ancient text yet brimming with fresh, domineering spirit, his chest surging with heroic passion.
"Gu ha ha ha! Well done, Oden!" Roger patted the stone base with satis...
2025-10-08 08:36:24 +0000 UTC View PostThe Oro Jackson's hull rubbed against the sea of clouds, producing a gentle "swish swish" sound as soft as a lover's whisper.
The crew carefully descended the gangplank, their feet landing on the soft, springy clouds, the sensation both novel and absurd.
Buggy crouched down and curiously poked at the "ground" beneath his feet. His fi...
2025-10-08 08:34:53 +0000 UTC View PostThe warmth from the oden seemed barely dispersed before the Oro Jackson sailed into strange waters.
The sea was calm, yet somehow the sky overhead felt oppressively low, the cloud cover thick as solidified cream.
"Huh? Captain! Is this thing broken?"
Kozuki Oden crouched in front of the compass, poking hard at the glass cover o...
2025-10-08 08:32:32 +0000 UTC View PostThe sails of the Oro Jackson filled with wind, carrying a crew with varied thoughts and one ecstatic "guest" as they bid farewell to the Whitebeard Pirates.
Kozuki Oden was like a rare beast just released from its cage, filled with boundless curiosity about everything on the ship.
One moment he'd dash to the bow, feeling the sea bree...
2025-10-08 08:32:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe hearty, boisterous drinking mood that had surrounded Whitebeard vanished the instant Roger's request landed.
In its place came an oppressive silence, deep as the ocean floor.
Roger's words rang out with conviction, each syllable echoing clearly across the giant mushroom, yet they seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss without any...
2025-10-08 08:31:20 +0000 UTC View PostThe two could only be described as having made it into the forest by the skin of their teeth. Almost the very second they dove into the trees, the deafening explosion behind them, accompanied by flames, completely consumed that secret exit.
Scorching shockwaves mixed with metal shrapnel and dust came surging out, only to be quickly blocked...
2025-10-07 10:07:00 +0000 UTC View PostAt the critical moment, the character Lance was controlling immediately retreated a few steps. The glow surrounding Eevee's body dimmed slightly, but vigilance remained in its eyes.
"You found it? Take it slow, Lance."
Cynthia's voice came through the headset. She seemed to have temporarily paused her exploration to focus on Lance's ...
2025-10-06 11:43:36 +0000 UTC View PostLance didn't dare think any further—
His hand gripping the mouse had turned somewhat pale from excessive tension. He immediately grabbed his phone nearby, wanting to tell Cynthia everything he'd found here.
She was the first person he could think of in this moment.
However, just as he pulled up his contacts—
"Looks li...
2025-10-06 10:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostBeep... beep...
Chris had departed.
"Tsk, Chris cooperating with Umbrella, returning to Raccoon City to take down Umbrella, and then Jill will probably join in too. Wonder what expression those S.T.A.R.S. survivors will have when they see Chris showing up with Umbrella's mobile units to rescue them... How absurd."
Vera walked t...
2025-10-06 04:13:01 +0000 UTC View PostSeptember 25, 1998.
Evening.
"Mom, huff... huff... Mama, I can't run anymore!"
Through the rain, two figures—one tall, one short—stumbled desperately from the completely blocked Raccoon Street into the outer city's Arklay Scenic Boulevard. Drenched by rain, stepping through muddy sidewalks, they struggled to run forward. 2025-10-06 04:10:44 +0000 UTC View Post
Umbrella Industrial Park, California U.S.F. Security Forces Training Base.
"Ah, let go of me! This is kidnapping! I'm a police officer..."
A young woman in civilian clothes with a black hood obscuring her face—though her voice sounded quite young—was being forcibly escorted indoors by two Umbrella security guards in black suits, ...
2025-10-06 04:02:34 +0000 UTC View PostNight.
Deep forest.
A sinister mansion.
The corpse of comrade Kevin Dooley, one mutilated body after another, faces gnawed away, torsos torn open in horrifying fashion.
That face turning back in the darkness, that ghastly pale and rotting human face...
"Huff..."
Chris Redfield sat leaning forward with his head...
2025-10-06 03:58:24 +0000 UTC View PostBang!
A sudden explosive sound accompanied by intense white light, followed immediately by the soldiers' exclamations. Amid the commotion, seeing the Pentagon general's gaze turn to her again, Vera responded with a smile, then set aside her considerations about Raccoon City.
Temporarily.
Her current money-making scheme and gett...
2025-10-06 03:55:10 +0000 UTC View PostAfter a quick shower at her Westbrook home and a healthy breakfast prepared by her robotic chef, Vera took her usual hover car to the company plaza and landed at Arasaka Tower’s internal pad.
Whirr... whirr...
As the landing gear touched down, Vera stepped out of her customized luxury hover car, breakfast wrapped in parchment paper...
2025-10-06 03:53:56 +0000 UTC View PostA dreamless night.
Vera woke from deep sleep and instinctively glanced at the nightstand.
On it lay a crumpled A4 sheet of plain white paper.
“Making the virtual real? No, that’s not right.”
“Creating something from nothing? Doesn’t sound right either.”
“Moving through time and space… whew… it real...
2025-10-06 03:49:55 +0000 UTC View PostPerhaps from all the travel lately—or simply from boredom with her current assignments—Vera dozed through most of the trip to Night City. When the AI flight attendant made the arrival announcement, her subordinate gently woke her from her brief rest.
With her mind cleared, Vera leaned back, then sat upright at the sound. Through the po...
2025-10-06 03:48:22 +0000 UTC View PostSydney International Airport.
Vrrrrrrrrrr—
The low roar of airflow filled the cabin as the door sealed shut. Vera sat still, watching through the porthole as the Sydney skyline receded, slowly shrinking into the distance. Her expression was indifferent—utterly uninterested in the so-called suppression mission they'd just complete...
2025-10-06 03:43:12 +0000 UTC View PostFor the first time, David Martinez understood the meaning of the word "stunning."
Never before had he seen such beautiful colors in Santo Domingo's grimy, run-down neighborhoods.
A gorgeous silhouette that stood out completely from everyone else there, and even here.
She leaned lazily yet elegantly against the railings of the w...
2025-10-05 11:58:31 +0000 UTC View PostBOOM!!!!!
The deafening explosion mixed with scorching, acrid airflow suddenly burst forth from the deepest part of the passage. Lance's screen was instantly flooded with blinding red light and billowing dust!
In reality, he was so startled by this sudden violent impact that he instinctively jerked back, nearly losing his grip on the...
2025-10-05 10:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostAfter maneuvering his character through a thorough search, Lance finally found a hidden mechanism deep within the secret passage. He clicked the dialogue option to confirm, and the hidden compartment popped open, revealing a black screen resembling a computer interface. As the screen lit up, a line of numbers and letters appeared at the top.
... 2025-10-04 14:32:37 +0000 UTC View Post2074/12/23
Overcast.
Rain.
The air thick with moisture, mold, dust, rust, chemicals, and the acrid stench of blood.
On the rain-slicked street, shattered storefront windows had left debris everywhere. Glass shards and broken fixtures were scattered across the pavement, catching dull reflections in the wash of rainwater. 2025-10-03 10:58:48 +0000 UTC View Post
"おはようございます (Good morning)."
Composed and self-assured, Vera wore a formulaic gentle smile that still carried an air of authority.
"I am Vera Adelaide Russell."
"As your senior, it's an honor to be invited to speak at this year’s Night City Arasaka Tower Academy orientation ceremony."
"To quote Saburo A...
2025-10-03 10:58:31 +0000 UTC View PostFor the first time, David Martinez understood the meaning of the word "stunning."
Never before had he seen such beautiful colors in Santo Domingo's grimy, run-down neighborhoods.
A gorgeous silhouette that stood out completely from everyone else there, and even here.
She leaned lazily yet elegantly against the railings of the w...
2025-10-03 10:58:02 +0000 UTC View Post