Level 13

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BTW thanks for the 50K + reads, it means a lot, truly it really does, I remember being excited for the first hundred and thousand reads, this brings tears to my eyes. Also, Happy Valentines everyone (I know it's late) and my birthday was on the 15th of Feb, I know I got the greatest birthday because it's the day all the Valentines chocolates go on sale XD.

On another note, My Hero Academia fans, I have just released a Todoroki x reader fanfic, which I'll probably work on as well as this one. So please give it a read, leave a comment and/or vote.

Love you all.

P.S CalmAlienChild gave me an idea for a meme.

And yes I do feed off your tormented souls and store them in a jar

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And yes I do feed off your tormented souls and store them in a jar

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Days of searching had come up empty and more people were vanishing after reaching level 13 of the game. "This is frustrating!" Nya scowled as her fist slammed against the table.

(y/n) had offered to take Nya to a cafe for lunch so the girls could take a break and take their minds off the situation. Nya looked to (y/n) curiously, "aren't you going to tell me to calm down?" Nya sighed.

"If you want someone to coddle you, ask Lloyd, you have every right to be upset," (y/n) reached over to lay a comforting hand on top of Nya's, "Jay is lost and who knows what trouble he could be in," (y/n) sighed deeply, "I know what it's like."

"(y/n), you took me here to get away from the madness not make me feel worse," Nya groaned as she laid her head on the table.

"Hey!" A woman shouted as she stood above (y/n) and Nya. Her gaze was angry and threatening, this was the definition of an entitled parent or rather a Karen. "You two should be out finding where my son went not here giggling and chatting away," she snapped at them. It made the cafe go silent as all eyes rested on the two ninja.

(y/n) sighed, but then a wicked grin crept to her face, "what are you going to do Karen? Call my manager? Submit a formal complaint to HR?" (y/n) scoffed

Nya tried to withhold a laugh at the sight of the Karen's face going tomato red in anger. "My taxes pay you-

"Yeah sorry we're not the police force, we volunteer out of honour and the goodness of our hearts, so nice try," Nya piped up.

"If you want to your welcome to sue us or go look for your son and everyone that's gone looking, I'll even loan you my staff," (y/n) quipped, rolling her eyes. (y/n) then froze, her face became as pale as snow.

"(y/n)?" Nya asked, it looked like she was about to be sick. (y/n) bolted for the toilet, Nya rushed in behind her and peeled her hair away from her face. "(y/n) are you sick? Are you okay?" She asked worriedly.

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