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6/9/2025, 10:28:48 PM
“There. Is. No. Such. Thing. As. A. Slayer Prophecy!” you declared, punctuating each and every word with a swing of your sword. “I’m a protector, first and foremost. And there isn’t a human, monster, or god alive that can change that. The same goes for your stupid prophecy!”
A massive hulking zombie approached you from your left, its arms poised to crash down on your skull. He got a face-full of foxfire for his trouble, and you watched with mild interest as frost started to form over the affected area. You made a mental note to study up on the properties of foxfire, and swiftly beheaded the large zombie.
“But if you ever meet a time wizard, be sure to send them my way.” you added, planting your sword into the ground and leaning on it for support. “I’ve got other responsibilities waiting for me up there, and I could use a few more hours to round out my day.”
You brought your hand down to massage your lower back, pushed your shoulders back, and pushed out with your chest. You heard and felt a satisfying pop as your vertebrae clicked back into place, and you could barely resist letting out a groan as you did so.
“You know what I mean?” you asked, turning back to face your audience, only to find that they had already evacuated without so much as goodbye or a thank you.
“Oh. No, that’s cool. It’s not like I was pouring my heart out or anything.” you snapped at nobody in particular.
“We fight for a higher purpose. We walk this world knowing that our cause is just.” Mercy whispered. “Our god’s approval is all the reward that we require.”
“Right right right,” you quickly muttered. “I just think that people could show a little courtesy every now and again.”
“You are aware that the casual use of time magic is strictly prohibited by W.A.N.D. and various other magic societies.” Shaggy mentioned.
“Yeah yeah, I know!” you blurted out, plucking your sword out of the ground and raising it to defend yourself against a zombie wielding a metal pipe as a weapon. “It’s called wishful thinking.”
“Contact with Jinn is also strictly prohibited.” he put in, not slowing down in his task as he did so.
You let out a frustrated battle cry that was just barely drowned out by the ever-increasing horde of zombies. Having heard this, Louise floated down to stand beside you, and placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
“Are you alright, Cindy? Do you need a break? We need only keep this up for a little while longer.”
You straightened your back, and tightened your grip on your sword in an effort to appear less tired than you truly were.
“No…I can keep going. It’s just-”
Your words cut off when you realized that there was a faint purple glow radiating from your hands. You looked down, and an audible gasp escaped your lips. Your whole body was glowing. This was either another weird symptom of being a Kumiho, or-”
“Cindy? What is happening?” Louise asked in alarm, her hands now gripping both shoulders.
(Cont.)
A massive hulking zombie approached you from your left, its arms poised to crash down on your skull. He got a face-full of foxfire for his trouble, and you watched with mild interest as frost started to form over the affected area. You made a mental note to study up on the properties of foxfire, and swiftly beheaded the large zombie.
“But if you ever meet a time wizard, be sure to send them my way.” you added, planting your sword into the ground and leaning on it for support. “I’ve got other responsibilities waiting for me up there, and I could use a few more hours to round out my day.”
You brought your hand down to massage your lower back, pushed your shoulders back, and pushed out with your chest. You heard and felt a satisfying pop as your vertebrae clicked back into place, and you could barely resist letting out a groan as you did so.
“You know what I mean?” you asked, turning back to face your audience, only to find that they had already evacuated without so much as goodbye or a thank you.
“Oh. No, that’s cool. It’s not like I was pouring my heart out or anything.” you snapped at nobody in particular.
“We fight for a higher purpose. We walk this world knowing that our cause is just.” Mercy whispered. “Our god’s approval is all the reward that we require.”
“Right right right,” you quickly muttered. “I just think that people could show a little courtesy every now and again.”
“You are aware that the casual use of time magic is strictly prohibited by W.A.N.D. and various other magic societies.” Shaggy mentioned.
“Yeah yeah, I know!” you blurted out, plucking your sword out of the ground and raising it to defend yourself against a zombie wielding a metal pipe as a weapon. “It’s called wishful thinking.”
“Contact with Jinn is also strictly prohibited.” he put in, not slowing down in his task as he did so.
You let out a frustrated battle cry that was just barely drowned out by the ever-increasing horde of zombies. Having heard this, Louise floated down to stand beside you, and placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
“Are you alright, Cindy? Do you need a break? We need only keep this up for a little while longer.”
You straightened your back, and tightened your grip on your sword in an effort to appear less tired than you truly were.
“No…I can keep going. It’s just-”
Your words cut off when you realized that there was a faint purple glow radiating from your hands. You looked down, and an audible gasp escaped your lips. Your whole body was glowing. This was either another weird symptom of being a Kumiho, or-”
“Cindy? What is happening?” Louise asked in alarm, her hands now gripping both shoulders.
(Cont.)
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