InnocentFox

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him.  But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. 

"I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. 

Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." 

She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. 

"Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. 

“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”

“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”

“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.

“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.

“I did,” he sighed in defeat.

My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

The canyon walls towered around him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

His Mind-Zero activated, and he started to focus on his breathing.

The world slow down, his emotions dulled, and for a moment, the rising emotions inside him began to settle.

Deep inside, past his anger and grief, something moved. It wasn't like before, when his emotions threatened to take over.

This was different. It was powerful, and it was waking up.

(This is too soon!) The dragon's voice rumbled in his head.

Pantheon thought Asher would need at least three years, maybe five, to reach this level—if he ever did. The boy was too controlled, too stoic for his own good.

Asher's body trembled, his breathing ragged. His heart pounded so hard it echoed in his ears.

Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Ba-dump.

Greed Part 1