Look, I'll do the Epilouge then you finish it.
Bos checked his sights. This night was creepy, and very foggy.
Oh, why did he have to be the active slig on duty? His friend
Argo walked in to the the tower door and tapped Bos on the
shoulder. "Scared?" He said. "N...no." Lied Bos. Cowardice
was frowned on by his superiors, But all sligs had it.
He trotted down the stairs and out for his patrol. Sweat
Dripped as he walked towards the mist. Something was
watching him, waiting for him.
Into the mist.................
someone makes the next chapter and then someone else does their version.
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Ah, we are high school boys,
the miserable high school boys.
If we were girls, we could get popular by doing anything:
rock band, jazz band,
karate, kendo, mahjong, cyborg, synchronized swimming...
On the other hand, high school boys are
useless outside battle and sports anime.
But they're recklessly trying to make a slice-of-life anime about us.
Ah, we are high school boys,
the miserable high school boys.