Cursed by Randomness

Ch.35 [ Wolf, Fenrir, Zone ]

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'So... Root, how's that project going?' Asked a shadowy figure.

'The progress has completely halted... we would need to catch another one.' Root calmly answered as she read every report made by her clones.

'Also, I heard that codename "Fenrir" is making problems again? Want me to take care of her?' Shadowy figure came out, revealing it to be a Man in his late 20's.

He is quite tall and muscular, yet somewhat slim, his body is more that of a pro athlete or mma fighter rather than a bodybuilder. around 193cm. all of his hair is white, both head and body. His hair is long and usually slicked back and tied into a somewhat messy chignon behind his head with a few strands hanging loose on the right side of his head. full, but short beard and a scar going from his mouth to his left cheek. Grayish-blue eyes. almost always looks deprived of sleep. ( Eyebags ).

'As I said Wolf, we will take care... of our things...' Root suddenly stopped as she came by a document... report from her 2137's clone...

'Let me guess, another one?' Wolf asked as she passed the document to him.

He reads it for a moment, as his face shows a surprise.

'A Monarch?' He said surprised as a giant smirk appeared on his face.

'So... you want to hire me? Or not?' Wolf asked as he placed the document back on desk and smiled at the thought of fighting an old enemy once again.

'No. Not yet... I hope he won't be blinded like others. Pfft! Fuck it, like it'd ever work that way.' Root snarled under her breath.

'You know my number, aaand since you don't want to hire me. I'll be going away.' He said calmly as he started disappearing from Root's main office.

'Last question... The so called "Author", What is the status about him?' Root asked completely serious as Wolf's face contorted with unusual anger... as he is man who usually keeps calm and serious atmosphere around him.

'No idea. He completely hid his presence and energy... But if one of us finds him, let us make sure we call each other.' Wolf said with very, very audible venom in his voice. As he disappeared from Root's office.

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'First a Monarch... of all things, and now bastard calling himself "Author" disappeared... Everything is hitting the bottom. Her attacks, his disappearance. That Appearance...' She thought calmly, as she put a document in "Dangerous" Section....

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(On another planet, filled with humans, monstrosities, strange natural phenomes.)

'This should be all for today.' A female spoke as she picked a towel after her rigorous training.

The Training room could be only descripted as "Massacred". Multiple parts of it are either missing or destroyed.

' I'm way too weak... Even my runes feel like a burden now. ' She spoke as Nordic Runes glowed lightly on her body.

Fenrir, She's a woman who has looks of early 20's. She has short, messy blonde hair with green tips, which is also reflected on her wolf ears and tail which show similar characteristic. She is 188cm Tall, lean/muscular. She usually wears baggy clothing to hide her muscles. Has a few scars on her body, including a big one going through half of her head, starting on the forehead and ending on her cheek, going through her eye which, due to what caused said scar is no longer operational. Albeit, her Right eye is emerald green, whilst her left one lost her colour.