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Finis: Graduation and Beyond
Invnarcel commented on Invnarcel's story chapter in Finis: Graduation and Beyond
Oh wow, you liked it that much? I don't have plans for a sequel. My plan was to write three separate stories, an Omegaverse, a Guideverse and a Cakeverse. Not sure when I'll start/finish the Cakeverse, but the Omegaverse one is finished. If you liked this story I think you'd like that one. -
Finis: Graduation and Beyond
Invnarcel commented on Invnarcel's story chapter in Finis: Graduation and Beyond
Yay!!! -
Finis: Graduation and Beyond
Invnarcel commented on Invnarcel's story chapter in Finis: Graduation and Beyond
Awwww thanks!! Thank you!! -
June, 2085. For all the trouble us victims went through, you’d think we’d get an automatic pass. But no, we still had to do our end-of-year exams. Was it Guide discrimination creeping back after the new Trigon Policy? Maybe. It was hard to say. Things had definitely shifted. Not that long ago Espers were treated like loose canons and, basically, like scum – I still remembered that. Guides were innocent little victims whose spite was pardonable – that had been politically correct. Now Espers
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My abusers were dressed now and their breathing was almost back to normal. Then, like it was business as usual, Echo focused on the machine while Jasper pulled me by the arm. I was dragged to another corner, over to a drain and a shower-nozzle that was embedded in the wall. I got a cruel smirk before getting blasted with cold water. I gasped then clenched up while Jasper washed all over my naked body, handling me so he could remove all traces of their DNA. Thirty seconds later the tap squeaked o
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May, 2085. “I can’t believe we’re almost finished the year. Just one month until finals and graduation.” I was studying with a group of Guides downstairs. Pretty much everyone had stopped going out on the weekend to prepare for the exams. If you failed you had to repeat the entire year, and if you failed again the government would find some other shittier job to assign you to. Lab rat, maybe. I was still routinely surprised by how many Guides had forgiven my treachery, but now more th
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March, 2085. I woke up with my face against Axel’s bicep. I poked my tongue around in my mouth and over my teeth but tasted nothing. Axel was half-awake but noticed I was tense. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” I relaxed. “Bad dream.” I dreamt I’d somehow missed a day’s worth of lectures, including Echo’s. In a panic I’d run down to the headmistress’s office to somehow explain myself, only for the teachers to say I’d been to all my classes. Then I noticed the pasty feeling in my mo
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February, 2085. It seemed I’d have to accept this perverted state of limbo and be grateful. The lines between us weren’t blurring. Connecting our psyches regularly and deeply kept us aware of each other’s general thoughts and feelings. Axel had now gotten over his post-guiding regret whenever we made out. The ‘I can’t believe I was temporarily turned on by a guy. It’s so weird I did that.’ Blah. To him, I wasn’t just some guy but his guiding match, so that put me in a different category to
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I stood tensed outside the door, weapon in hand. Behind me was another Guide, also armed. After giving the appropriate hand signals I kicked open the door and we rushed in. “Freeze!” I pointed my gun and the crooks raised their hands. I reached for the cuffs at my belt when I heard too late – someone step up from behind me. “Bang.” It was my teacher. Everyone relaxed, simulation over. My shoulders sank. “Where’s your blind spots?” he asked me and I nodded. Forgot to check the corn
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I’ve always wanted to be needed. Codependent… Heh. But I’ve never been on the same wavelength with anyone. I loved my friends, I loved the Espers who loved me, but I’ve always wanted to be someone’s best-something. Best friend, or… partner. In a real way that I could feel. Axel was glowing after I guided him that first time in the forest, and so was I – because of what he’d said. For the first time someone truly needed me. What’s more, he was good-looking. I could feel how crucial I’d becom
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January, 2085. Cora, my older sister, came down to see my parents over Christmas and New Years. As did I. My parents, Ozzy and Juno, acted like it was my birthday. “There’s our little policeman-in-training! Mwah!” “I think it’s excellent you’re still passing everything, champ! Well done!” Even Cora gave me extra attention. At first I thought it was pity, which was kinda true, but it was more like genuine pride. I had a job. I was a worker. They never thought I’d be the typ
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December, 2084. I didn’t like Nyx. I can’t recall ever talking shit about somebody behind their back. Except in situations like with Silas, where I complained about actual shitty things that’d been done to me. Nyx hadn’t done anything to me but I disliked her so much. It’s not like I was the only one. I’d bitched once to Haoyu and twice to Skye about her. I was self-aware enough to try reining it in; I think the real issue was she made me fucking miserable. Nyx was a Guide. A curly-h
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November, 2084. It was after midnight and the Halloween party was going off. All the dorms were celebrating, but the real rager was at Beta House. Thanks to college culture my drinking had gotten worse. Tonight I was pacing myself due to complaints from friends that I never made it to the end of parties. I wanted to stay up just to see what all the fuss was about. They never lasted til sunrise because teachers would always shut them down. There was a running theory that we were gonna get mo
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October, 2084. Some Espers got pretty inventive when it came to getting their guiding. I was impressed with Haoyu, he didn’t actually need me. A sudden heat wave terrorized the academy for a few days and while we had aircon it wasn’t working nearly well enough. To explain, heat waves or cold snaps were common at any time of the year. In truth we didn’t have seasons anymore. The sun was more deadly than ever, and putting on sunscreen every day before leaving the house had become as nor
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That Monday I’d been nauseous all morning, and as it turns out, for good reason. Five of the hundred odd students in Legal class were told to stay back because our reports were unsatisfactory. As everyone else filed out to lunch I traipsed slowly down the steps like a condemned man. I noticed the other four were all Espers, one girl among them, and I recognized Jasper among the boys – I didn’t realize we shared this class. I was probably going to be singled out, the anxiety made my heart race.
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Friday after classes I’d agreed to go out drinking with Jace and the Guides. Yeah, I know I said I didn’t like them but we were going in a big group that included girls, so I’d be meeting new people. The guys had insisted I come and figuring I owed it to myself to check out Zenith Point’s nightlife, I agreed. We all showered and dressed in our going-out clothes, then I followed a group of six guys away from the dorm to the lot by the shuttle track. There, a group of eight girls were waiting. We
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I was a few days into my first week, it was a Wednesday, and Silas still hadn’t come to me for guiding. Amazing, but if he had another Guide for that and didn’t want me then it was none of my business. I felt a childish pang of jealousy though, something I wasn’t comfortable acknowledging. I could see signs of discomfort but he never spoke to me or lingered in the same space for very long. I wanted to offer help but was intimidated by his aggression, which felt very much directed at me. I always
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Oooo you will see ~
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The welcome ceremony went exactly as you’d expect. The large assembly hall was full of B-rank trainees, sitting in rows of plastic chairs. Some were eager but most were not, looking apathetic about their forced enrolment. Looking around a sea of neutral or frowning faces, I noticed a lot of the hanging bar jewelry of Espers, and the concentric circle patterns on Guides’ clothes, worked into various designs. On a slightly elevated platform, professors sat or stood to address us at the podium.
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September, 2084. Thus begins my life as an eighteen-year-old, B-rank Guide-in-training. I wasn’t totally bereft of choices but I was almost certain I’d be attending the Zenuas Police Academy. That meant I was leaving home and moving back to a megacity. Zenith Point was the largest of them all, and district 3 was a huge melting pot of culture and the arts. I felt optimistic about college life, and eager too. The shift in social dynamics I’d experienced since coming online had helped me to fi
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May, 2084. I came online in my Senior year, like most everyone else. When I wasn’t hoping I wouldn’t be an Unguidable, I was hoping for less important things, like that I wouldn’t suffer the humiliation of coming online at school. Nope, I was one of those kids. It was lunchtime and I was crossing the quad, people were all around me, and then suddenly it wasn’t just everyone’s conversations I was engulfed in but their feelings. The psychic barrage was overwhelming. I stopped and folded in on
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May, 2083. I drifted out of my room and found Mom in the kitchen, busying with a basket. I’d meant to linger out of sight, but I saw the turnips and sweet potatoes she was setting out – they were larger than footballs. “Woah. I didn’t even know they could get that big,” I remarked. “Yes, grew these myself,” she said proudly, facing away. “Can you ask your father if he’s alright with stew tonight?” “Sure.” The living room was dark with blue rectangles whizzing around the
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March, 2083. A few more students had come online, including a girl in my class. To avoid thinking about it, students occupied their free time with gaming, and so it was with my group. We started making HoloWarcraft more of a commitment and reaped the rewards. Our team had made it into the top 100 city scoreboard. We began holding meetings at Julian’s request and they soon became regular, two-three times a week type deals. “Okay, let’s review Asher’s stats next,” Julian said and we all
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Thanks!! And yes ~ I'm back with a new story, all twenty chapters will be fully posted here a day at a time.
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Would you believe that, in the year 2083, it’s better to be a Guide than an Esper? Twenty years ago the Neo Party was voted out and their Trigon Policy abolished, meaning Guides are no longer forced into pairs. But is there such a thing as true equality? Espers are the ones who need guiding – and in the wake of a fracturing society could the old regime be making a comeback? Follow Asher as he navigates this political landscape at an academy for special individuals just like him.
