Alright, welcome to another catch-up chapter.

That was nuts in the arena. I have never channeled that much power in one sitting. I still have a headache. Cole thinks I should stop exerting myself. (his words.)

Welcome to Nee's Complaint Corner.

KHRENE SUCKS! HE SHOULDN'T EXIST! WHY DO MONSTERS LIKE THAT HAVE TO BE HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE! Demons are a mistake. If God made them, that must have been the day he was like, "I'ma kill everyone today!"

Are you insulting MY DEITY? MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE AND LIFE? HOW DARE YOU, HUMAN INGRATE!

Why are you grabbi

Khrene's coming back.

WELL, WELL. WHY DO HUMANS RECORD THEIR THOUGHTS LIKE THIS?

OH, AND YES, HUMANS ARE "INGRATES."

HUMAN GIRL WITH BLACK HAIR, I DON'T LOVE THE INSULTS. I DON'T BELIEVE THAT I "SUCK," AND I DO EXIST, UNFORTUNATELY FOR YOU.

HUMAN GIRL WITH YELLOW-AND-PINK HAIR, I DON'T APPRECIATE THE YELLING, EITHER. 

WELL. THAT MUST HAVE BEEN A RECORD. 

TAKE YOUR SILLY LITTLE BOOK BACK.

About "that must have been a record."

I just shouted at him for three straight minutes without inhaling.

Then he hit me in the face with my journal.

No amount of orthodontia will fix my teeth after this.

And no amount of cough drops will fix my throat. I'm going to sound like a smoker by the ripe age of fourteen.

Did I really never write about my appearance?

Well. My hair is blond with pink streaks. I have braces. My eyes are bright blue, but when I go telekinesis haywire, they glow bright pink.

I will conclude this chapter with Khrene be wrecked.