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’’ ‘’You’re in luck human… You are about to witness the strongest of me…’’----he said he’ll let me beat him…’’ HEADLESS MANTID!!! The leader of the mantis tribe grabbed his own head with his left hand, while his other arm got blacken and grew long. ‘’What are you doing…’’ He severed his own head off. ---- Niru froze in shock- the foe he is about to face in a fight just cut off his own head. The eye of the distortion appeared atop of his neck, his arm holding his head, he put in inside the eye, and the darkness of the distortion swallowed his severed head.

"What do we have here?" Just then, Rager walked up behind him, silently, slowly getting in position. She raised her head quickly, noticing that somebody was in front of her. When she saw Rager, she gasped, and he instantly turned around. Rager did not waste another moment as he bit down on the guy's head. The guy thought he could get free as he instantly reached up, grabbing hold of Rager's bottom jaw. Rager wasted no time as he shook the man from side to side. Then suddenly, his head popped off its shoulders as the delicate bones in the neck could not take any more strain. She was horrified as the guy's body was flung a short distance away as his head was now severed from his body.

" Ding Hao ran the Mind Essential to keep his mind clear and calm. He then quickly walked into the world of corpses and a sea of blood. Suddenly— "Give me my head back..." With a shrill shout, a headless body on the ground suddenly jumped up without warning and pounced on Ding Hao.

He unzipped her pants and was about to drag it down when a bottle was smashed on his bald head. The man released Sabrina and held the back of his head. He groaned as he staggered backwards. He turned to face the person that dared to hit him. He was ready to attack the person but his hand froze in mid air, seeing the bloodshot eyes that glowered at him. It felt like the person was killing him with his eyes. The man trembled slightly.

Eyeing every corner, his eyes fell upon the rusting headset. "Cursed headset," he pettily huffed, throwing the headset lightly against the bed in petty rage. He sighed. He picked it up and contemplated what was potentially a Dumb Idea. Uriel was waiting, apparently. Somewhere, in another plain of reality, said friend was waiting for his brother. Growing rather curious, he timidly placed the headset on his head, shivering upon the cold feeling. It wasn't pleasant at all; he could already tell he wouldn't like it.

man. He was walking through the rain without an umbrella, because apparently, when you were that wide, rain was afraid to touch you. He moved with a predatory grace that shouldn't belong to a man of his size. He was wearing a fresh suit, black, tactical, cut to hide weapons, and his shaved head glistened with water. "Mr. Hernandez," the No Neck man said as he stepped under the archway. His voice sounded like gravel grinding in a cement mixer.

She looked independent, unbothered, and purposeful — everything Timtim longed to feel one day. Sana’s eyes burned when they landed on Timtim her mangalsutra the vermillion on the partition of her hair was declaration of who she belongs to. “Good morning I am Sir's P.A...Sana mallik,” she said gently, taking in her simple attire. There was no attempt at glamour — just a plain saree, loosely draped, and minimal accessories. And yet, there was something innocent and pure in Timtim’s appearance that made Sana smile. Timtim felt her pulse quicken. She had expected judgment, curiosity, maybe even thinly veiled admiration. But instead, she felt an odd sense of ease. “Good morning, Sana” she replied

My middle school and high school crush. “Can you stop embarrassing yourself." Jesse is on the bed trying to pull him away from me. “Wake up you deadbeat." Anderson finally opens his eyes. He groans and pushes his hair backwards. He's hotter than when I last saw him, during our graduation. He's hair is grown and his eyes seem a little bit brighter. “What's with all the ruckus? I'm sleepy." “Or hungover," some dude I didn't see yesterday snorts. “Definitely hungover." The others concur.

He sighed , something that he seems to be doing more in the presence of his brothers . He was the only one close to sane among the three of them . He sighed again as he remembered the original reason why they went to the club in the first place. A serious girlfriend!!!! Finding that would be difficult for them. More difficult than them trying to cook. **************** Hana woke up to her head throbbing so hard that it felt like her skull would shatter soon . Her head felt so heavy and her eyes were starting to water. " What the f* ck happened yesterday?? " She hissed out and held her head with her hand to support it because apparently she was carrying a house on her head .

Now! He let himself fall and cushioned himself in leap with half-spread wings. He landed right in front of her and easily broke her neck by taking her head between his hands and twisting it around with all his destructive force. He had underestimated his strength, however, because instead of just breaking the neck, he half tore off her head. Splashes of blood fell over him, this time turning him completely red. What a mess. He looked down coldly at the corpse. So much food wasted but you didn't eat off the ground, as every child knew. At that moment a strange male voice rang out: “Headquarters here, where are you?” When there was no answer she asked again: “Katy? Can you hear me? Headquarter