One Last Time | ONC 2025
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Ultima pubblicazione sab, mar 1, 2025
I, Mordecai 'Kaya' Cresley, am having a bad day from hell.
First, my car broke down on the way to work, not a rare occurrence, but extra annoying because of the flash rain caused by pranking high schoolers. My boss is in a mood and a mean customer decided to sit in my section.
But that all pales in comparison to the explosion that happens in the middle of town as armed terrorists launch an attack on us. The terrorists are fanatics who have been against the people of my town since an incident gave most people powers ten years ago. This time they are pulling in the big guns, and as one of the few people without powers, the potential of me surviving the ordeal is slim to none. And to no one's surprise, I die.
The surprising part though, is I wake up and it's the same day all over again.
I don't know why I am the one going through this, but you're coming along with me. And even if I have to live through this day a thousand times, and I don't even know if I'm going to keep waking up, take my hand and come with me, One last time.
Cover art: gailstoryteller
Cover design: gailstoryteller
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