Shifting Alliances
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Last published Tue, Apr 8, 2025
This is a fresh start for Matt but what happens when a certain Illusionist catches his eye and suddenly everything seems to be a competition.
Matt takes a step inside the clubroom and clears his throat. The kid wearing the crown whirls around, "Oh, hi! Can I help you?"
Matt fidgets with his shirt sleeve as he speaks, "Yeah I was just hoping to join the Human Appreciation Society?"
"Yeah that's us, come have a seat." The kid smiles as he motions to an empty seat at the end of the table next to a girl with blue hair who seems to have an eyeball for a face.
"I'm Augustus, the president." The kid says motioning to himself.
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