Corpse: Small Worlds Chapter Thirty Five
- Small Worlds
- Chapter Thirty-Five
The Prophetess sometimes thought she had too many bodies to choose from. She was very careful about picking each one, and they all had their advantages. In a way it was sort of a relief when one was killed; made it easier to choose the next time she switched. And in another way, it was infuriating. Vaniah kept taking away her resources. From never giving her her new world, to killing her bodies, and now the Blaggemol; killing him was starting to get more and more appealing. As she was mulling this over an SDF soldier walked into her room. "Zeke would like to see you ma'am." "Well, of course he would." "He said it was urgent." "Everything is urgent to that man. When everything is urgent nothing is." "Uhm... yes, well, please go see him when you are ready." "Very well. You may go." What did I do allying myself with these idiots. Almost every one of them is either too attached to protocol to manipulate or too incompetent to be worth the effort. But it will all be worth it in the end. And the end will come soon enough...
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