KING OF TERROR

I'm a person of few words, well in this case , letters.i won't say this is peak, i won't say this is top tier.I'll just say, it's good enough "for me".Dawn is not your modern day superhero.

This is a very unusual novel. Nothing much seems to happen, but the story moves forward. The way the System is presented and how the MC interacts with it (her) is truly unique. The MC is powerful but we don't know to what extent. He trains, but we don't see it. Some battles occur, but we don't see them. Some difficulties arise, but they are solved in the background, without the reader knowing how. In a way, the title is somewhat misguiding and the story is moving towards a slice of life. It's soon to tell if it will remain like that or if it is just a preparation for what is coming.

I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed

We started growing up and we spent two years together, only friends, we were now 16, and I asked her out. She said yes instantaneously.

"We didn't want to think the worse Quinnel, yet we even hoped that she was hard of hearing, that would be better that the thought of our child having a curse or anything placed on her" He stressed his words in frustration and exhaustion and wanted to say more, but he took a glance to his daughter and caught his words. Everyone there notice and quickly looked to Lily.

" Dear cousin, Did you miss me ?"

"Hohoho, sounds like fun, but before you leave tomorrow I have more things to give you."

"transition state?" i asked while surprised