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For Genesis Rhapsodos' Lovers (2 of 3)
Genesis Rhapsodos x Reader
You are standing in the kitchen of the restaurant that you work at, busy drying the glasses and plates. It is not the kind of job that you aimed for, but it was the only choice, you only opportunity to enter the “World of Businesses”. It is a very busy day, the customers are coming in and out of the restaurant, and you had to work extra hard to make everything go smoothly… but for a particular reason, you are unable to concentrate on your tasks. You run the dry towel over the shiny surface of a plate, while you look somewhere into space, completely lost in your disorganized thoughts.
“_______!” you hear the manager almost shouting your name, awaking you from your daydream.
“What is going on with you, _______? You know very well that there’s no time to hang around here.”
“I’m… I’m sorry… I promise I’ll work harder.”
For Genesis Rhapsodos' Lovers (1 of 3)
Genesis Rhapsodos x Reader
Chapter 1 of 3
You are sitting on the top of a small hill, on a beautiful day of spring. You sigh softly as you gaze at the large field in front of you, all covered with a wide carpet of green and few sprinkles of white flowers. Your fingers gently caress the velvet petals of a scarlet rose that you are holding over your lap. You are enjoying the feeling of the spring wind blowing against your face, as your hair flows smoothly, moving in harmony with the fresh breeze. You close your eyes and a faint smile uncontrollably appears on your lips; you breathe the serene scent of the blossoms that is filling the air and penetrating your lungs.
Suddenly, a light weight starts tapping over your head, making you shudder. You open your eyes in surprise and look upwards, to find a book with a beige cover blocking the sunlight from blinding your eyes. “Loveless?!” You say.
“doesn't it feel peaceful, sitting here?” A familiar voice of a man sa
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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