Playing God Pars Ultima Markos’ story was compelling, that much was certain, but I didn’t get why he was telling me all of this. And how could he tell me all of that without breaking down? I know I certainly would have if I were in his shoes. He certainly had a lot to say about people like me. Here’s what I learned about the mutation:Playing God Pars Ultima by ~pyroxyz
1. The aggressiveness of people with the mutation is just a side-effect of the general belief that they are bloodthirsty killers.
2. We apparently make excellent friends, because of a greater than normal capacity for deep relationships.
3. Our teles, or telekinetic arms, are made possible by a gre
Playing God Pars Septem “What happened then?”Playing God Pars Septem by ~pyroxyz
“Well, we got found out. Apparently, someone from my research firm suspected that I had run off because of my daughter. Now that I look back, I can see how obvious it must have been to them. I don’t hate them for that. How could they not figure it out? I’d do the same in their position. They thought they were doing me a favor.”
“Wow. What happened to your daughter?”
“She killed herself. When they found us, they offered me a choice. Either give her up, or have it all exposed to the public. They gave me a day to decide. My daughter couldn
Playing God Pars Sex In the beginning of Markos’ story, he was seventeen. He was in love with a girl with pink hair, just like me. They were planning on marrying. That was, until her horns started growing. When he noticed, he told her that it was okay, that he still loved her. But, it obviously wasn’t okay. When his dad noticed her horns one day, he shouted at her to get out of the house, and that caused her to go berserk. She had killed his entire family. Before she could kill him, though, her rage had ended. It was her first rage, so she wasn’t entirely herself when she looked at Markos. What Markos saw in her eyes was the left over bloodlustPlaying God Pars Sex by ~pyroxyz