Beneath Their Masks Chapter 28 Is Up!

Beneath Their Masks Chapter 28 is Up!

These should all be up by the end of the year. Just a couple left!

Ann: where are you at in the story?

Makoto: I um…haven’t been going through the story lately. I’m still where I was a few days ago.

Ann: oh gotcha

Makoto: But I have been…what did you call it? Grinding?

Ann: you’ve been grinding for the last couple days?

Futaba: woah…

Ann: what level are you?

Makoto: I think I just hit level 60.

Ann: WHAT

Futaba: makoto has fallen victim to “number go up”

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Persona 5 Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Kurusu Akira, Persona 5 Protagonist, Sakamoto Ryuji, Takamaki Ann, Suzui Shiho, Sakura Sojiro, Kamoshida Suguru Additional Tags: Underage Smoking, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Alternate Universe - No Personas (Persona Series), Akira is a pickpocket and a bit of a delinquent already, More characters to be added, Phantom thievery without the phantom, Akira has ADHD, Akira is not from a good home, no beta we die like principal kobayakawa, I’m Bad At Summaries Summary:

“Just keep in line,” the man warned, giving Ryuji one last look, “I’m keeping my eye on both of you.” And then, Kamoshida turned, stalking off back across the courtyard before vanishing into the practical building.

Akira was quiet as he watched him go, then the innocent smile dropped almost as quickly as it appeared. “I think he needs to keep a better eye on me, to be honest.” Lifting his right hand a little, a bright red whistle on a string, hung off his finger. “Think it’ll take him long to notice he’s missing this?”

Akira didn’t really mean to get so mixed up with things. Life just had a way of working out like that.

Beneath Their Masks Chapter 27 is Up!

Kept ya waiting, huh?

I've got the last few chapters written and stuff. They just need to be posted. Massive thanks to @shuharu-blog-toadstar for helping me out!

Makoto’s knees stung as they collided with the pavement. All of her energy was completely gone and all she could focus on was the ringing in her ears and the nausea that overtook her, sweat dripping down her face. She wasn’t the only one. One-by-one, each of the thieves around her began to fall as the ringing grew louder and louder.

She heard Ryuji. He was yelling something, but Makoto could barely process what was going on. She brought her hand up to wipe her eye and…it was disappearing before her eyes, the rest of her arm following along with it, a sizzling blackness bubbling and hissing as it consumed the rest of her.

“This can’t be real, right?” Were the only words she could bring to her lips.

Ann. What about Ann?

Pulling her focus away from her hands (or lack thereof, in this case), she looked over to Ann. She had fallen to the ground, her own legs disappearing out from under her. Makoto’s heart, as fast as it was beating, sank. Was this the end? Had they failed? All that effort, and this was all they had to show for it? Disappearing into nothingness? Makoto couldn’t tell whether to be crushed by her own disappearance or Ann’s. Either possibility presented a future without Ann, not that it even presented a future at all. What would Sae think? Would she even know that Makoto had disappeared? Would the public cognition write them out of existence, entirely?

Did anything we did even matter? Did anything I do matter?

Makoto’s last thought was cut off by everything going black, her pained suffering extinguished by non-existence.

“I wish I had never been born!” You cried to the genie. But when you opened your eyes, you were still here. The genie shook its head sadly and asked,“What kind of pain have you endured, that you would wish for such a thing?”