Mocking Phoenix

At dawn.

The light of dawn lingered, hesitant to arrive, while the remnants of the setting sun had long faded into darkness. Within the city shrouded in thin mist, the hidden churches in the shadows, veins clinging to the cracks in walls, the gnawing sounds echoing from the sewers, and the murmuring shadows...

A lantern bearer strolled forward.

Mythology Rebooted

This isn't the point, the point is Veronica berating two pieces of social trash from her high perch, her words flying as quickly as a machine gun.


Wayne was pinned on the sofa, staring at the approaching face, and his mouth fell open.


A string of question marks floated across Veronica's forehead. What was this move, the latest expression for admitting wrongdoing?


Wayne shut his mouth. Seeing Veronica's baffled look, he slowly said, "There's a scent of dessert, too much sugar intake, but I wouldn't recommend vigorous exercise after a meal. It's bad for your health. You should control your diet in the future."


Wayne shot out the window like a cannonball, skidded along the lawn upon landing.


He lay on his back, touched his face, and realized the big news tonight was about himself.


Another loud noise, and shards of glass rained down.


Chapter 158 Questioning Austin, Understanding Austin, Becoming Austin_2