Previous | Table of Contents | Next Requiem had already started later than everyone else. Thanks to his strange dream of a past he couldn’t remember, he’d have to play catchup. Unlike everyone else…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next “It is time. Each of you, lie down in your assigned location.” In Requiem’s case, the place he was supposed to lie down as a table with…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next “Clippy.” “…” “Clippy…” “…” “If you are no longer useful to me, I will delete you and find a more useful program.” “… is that all I…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next “Requiem, it seems like you’re starting to become a name in this city. I’ve heard you’ve helped the security twice already. Now we’re at the third time.…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next “This is the Nightborn princess,” Requiem responded flatly. She appeared to have made something for the young slave, who was huddled in a corner, eating the…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next After the chaos started to calm down, Lord Saphire’s speech continued. He waved his hand and the slave girl was pulled away. She shot an angry…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next “I see you have already drawn a great deal of attention.” A voice responded dryly from behind Requiem. “Not all attention is desired attention.” Requiem replied,…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next The banquet occurred in a mansion at the edge of town, pressed against the edge of the dome-like barrier which maintained the atmosphere of this colony.…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next “Master, if you plan to go to this Lord’s Banquet, you should probably consider getting something to wear.” Requiem looked down at his body. His one…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next “Wh-what do you mean by war, Master?” Clippy asked nervously. Requiem chuckled, shaking his head. “Just an expression. If I have any intention of winning this competition,…