Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Violet Evergarden Sad Moments

Blood Violet: My Underground Journey With My Pickaxe

Space rifts appeared on Earth, leading to the arrival of creatures humanity once thought were nothing more than myths. These beings descended, causing catastrophic events across the planet. Carnage. That was one of the many words used to describe the world after their descent. Luckily, every disaster comes with an opportunity. A game-like panel appeared in front of humanity, granting them abilities and a fighting chance. But even with this newfound power, humanity lacked the time to adapt. Pushed into a corner, they were forced to abandon Earth. With the help of the elves, humanity relocated to a newly discovered, unoccupied planet—a fresh start and a vast world waiting to be explored. Jeff, a youth with a bright smile and an energetic aura, was among the few lucky ones to awaken an innate ability. Not just any ability—it was unique, one that placed him on par with the strongest survivors of humanity. His ability? Weapon Manifestation. It allowed him to conjure weapons out of thin air, weapons that could evolve into legendary forms. The strongest survivor wielded Sword Manifestation, a weapon that cut through armies. The second strongest wielded Spear Manifestation, dominating the battlefield with precision and power. Finally, the day came when Jeff fulfilled the requirements to evolve his ability. Everyone was eager to see what weapon he’d manifest. Would it be a sword? A spear? Perhaps an axe, hammer, bow, staff, shield, or even a gun? But as the light settled, the weapon revealed itself. “A PICKAXE?!” everyone exclaimed, their disbelief echoing.
PenWork · 1.2K Views

Sadness: only people looking for a happy ending

A female S-class hunter suddenly came to the association coordinator's room, Mr. Raymond only glanced at her and continued reading the important documents in front of him. feeling ignored, the hunter snapped at the association coordinator's desk, of course it was still fairly quiet by hunter standards. “What is it hunter Aveline?” “You know me, coordinator? If you know me, why are you ignoring me? I'm an S-class hunter, coordinator!” snapped Aveline. “Of course I know you hunter Aveline, but didn't you make an appointment first? I'm busy, so get out of here” “Please just this once, coordinator, you're the only one I can trust.” for the first time Aveline lowered her famously high self-esteem. “So what is hunter Aveline?” “It might be hard to believe, coordinator” Aveline was hesitant if the decision she made was the right one. Because according to her memories Raymond was a good person, when the world was nearing its end. “Just say it, I don't have much time” Raymond waited for Aveline's answer, hoping that something serious had happened. “I'm a returner!” “Yeah? What the hell Aveline do you think the world is a novel? Get out, I don't have time to talk about things like that” “Wait a minute, I really am a returner, coordinator” “Yes, yes there are many hunters who do that here too, talking about being a returner but it turns out it's just a joke” “But I'm right, coordinator...” “No, get out of my room hunter Aveline.” “But...” “I'm busy” “Alright, I'll come next time.” “Please don't come again.”
Qamara_Qaddar · 1.7K Views
Related Topics
More