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Stealing Atlas

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Some boys you kiss. Others, you burn for. I’ve ruined every boy who’s ever touched me. Not on purpose. Not always. But the trail of heartbreak behind me is long, drunk, and begging for mercy. They call me a monster in mascara. They’re not wrong. I smoke too much, lie like it’s a sport, and ride my Ducati faster than I should—just to feel something. My mom’s passed out by noon, my dad’s a ghost, and I’ve been partying my way out of feeling anything since I was twelve. Then there’s Atlas Reed. The golden boy with a gym body and a brain built for equations and quiet revenge. He reads Nietzsche. Fixes his sister’s bike. Talks like a whisper. Looks like a sin. And wants absolutely nothing to do with me. So of course I’m obsessed. But Atlas isn’t like the others. He doesn’t fall. He waits. Calculates. And when he finally looks at me like he’s going to ruin me back— I don’t run.
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When a Filipino Brings a Gundam to a Sword Fight > "Oh great, another summoner. Just what we need—more useless adventurers." > > *Famous last words from Sir Knight-Who-Got-His-Butt-Kicked* Look, getting isekai'd is already weird enough, but being a Filipino summoner in a fantasy world? That's like bringing *balut* to a fancy French dinner party – completely unexpected and guaranteed to raise some eyebrows. Picture this: There I was, contemplating whether to have *sisig* or *adobo* for dinner, when suddenly – **POOF!** – I got yeet'd into Medieval Times™ faster than my mom could throw her legendary tsinelas. And what did the universe decide to gift me with? The supposedly "weakest" class: *a summoner*. But here's where it gets *interesting*. These fantasy folks thought I'd be pulling rabbits out of hats or summoning cute forest creatures. **Boy, were they in for a surprise!** Because while they were expecting wooden sticks and basic swords, I was busy figuring out if I could summon: * My mom's battle-tested tsinelas (with +20 critical hit, mind you) * A fully-loaded M16 *Armor you say? " How about a mask raider suit! Or iron man armor!(credit to marvel ) * And oh yeah, *casual flex*, **AN ENTIRE FREAKING GUNDAM** Let me tell you something funny about being the "weak" summoner – when you can call forth weapons that would make Michael Bay weep tears of explosive joy, suddenly nobody's laughing at your class choice anymore. Welcome to my story of how a Pinoy turned the weak summoner class from zero to hero, one ridiculous weapon at a time. yeah that's me your accidental hero! #connected universe!
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