Amazing stories, by Regigigas_YT

  Yuki Etsuko, una Psíquica de bajo nivel fue enviada a exorcizar un espíritu bajo el viejo puente Kame a las 9:35 de la mañana un viernes. Llegó en su vieja moto, aparcando cerca de un pilar de la vieja estructura, y se aproximó al centro del mismo, dónde se reportaron avistamientos de un espíritu. Tan serena como un riachuelo de un templo Zen, abrió el maletero de la motocicleta y extrajo una  Tantō ,  dejando la funda del arma atrás, caminó en línea recta, pasando el umbral frío, percatándose que la temperatura no concordaba con el espíritu de Magnitud 1 que se había reportado, ella suspiró pacientemente mientras se detenía en el preciso centro del lado inferior del puente y observaba las sombras a su alrededor, -No parece ser de alta Magnitud. No puedo detectarlo-, se dijo mientras tocaba la pared con su mano izquierda, que se encontraba desnuda, a diferencia de su mano derecha. -No parece ser de alta Magnitud. No puedo detectarlo-,  repitió una espectral voz sob...

  The morning after coming home felt all too familiar to Ashley and Damian, almost like nothing had changed at all for the past three years. Damian woke up first and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower, while Ashley tumbled sleepily over to the kitchen to begin to prepare breakfast. The strange smell of the artificial chicken eggs quickly spread through the small apartment, almost forcing Damian out of the shower with a grimace on his face, "Fuck, Ash. Those things  really  smelled that bad? I had forgotten", the bunny girl let out a giggle "Yeah. Dunno what they put in these, but it sure as hell ain't as natural as they claim. It's all we can afford before our first paycheck..." she replied.   A bit later, Damian sat at the table, turning the TV on, the news anchor smiled radiantly as always, though the news were the same as they had always been: traffic accidents, gang fights, people dying from infections from not caring after their Mecha Enhancem...

  Orochi Tanaka was, by the metrics most young men were measured in, normal. He was 34 years old, worked for the Kame-Yu Department store a few blocks down from where his apartment was located, had a hobby for creating oil paintings once in a while, and he owned a cat. The part about him that was, by all measures, not normal, was that he could store items within paintings. This ability had one day come naturally to him at age five-and-a-half, when he felt an impulse to reach for an apple within a painting and the item simply blinked out from the canvas and into his hand. Since then, he had used this ability on and off throught the years, never really questioning why or how he had acquired such a bizarre capability. He had used it for plenty things, such as painting a fridge full of delicious food to take supplies from whenever he needed to, finding out that items within paintings regenerated after a few hours.  One time, when he felt lonely, he tried to paint himself a friend,...