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Wild Wild World: Chapter 3Jean woke up at dawn, and scanned the horizon from the top of the tree hed made his home for the night. All clear.Wild Wild World: Chapter 3
With a tired sigh that added a few years of weight to his shoulders, Jean swung down from the tree, rifle slung across his back, and landed in a crouch. He spent a few minutes carefully stretching each limb, then checked the magazine of each weapon before putting on his jacket and zipping it up.
He reached down and picked up his helmet, and pondered it for a moment. Did he really want to document his life like this? He could always erase it later. He pulled the helmet on, and
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Wild Wild World Chapter 2The dawn.Wild Wild World Chapter 2
The sun broke fiercely over the Himalayas, pouring over mountainsides like water. Anil Tsenpo had not moved for hours. He was as still as the mountain, breathing in and out once per minute, controlling every muscle in his body with absolute focus.
The mountainside and he were no longer separate; for all intents and purposes, they were one. His control over every part of his body was absolute. Every aspect of his posture was perfect, and the sight through the scope on his rifle was as steady as if it were in a vice. Silent death spat from the muzzle of his rifle, bringing the final silence to ghoul after gho
| My name's Mike, and I love art, writing, music, shooting, video games, and interacting with people. |
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*Greg the Impaler. Destroyer of Worlds, Ravager of Nations, Deflowerer of Maidens*
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