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Six-FruitionJonah stared at the medallion, shaking his head. Reality was what a person made it, and Jonathan being gone was not reality. He didn't accept it; he wouldn't accept it—
It was at that moment that Jonah realized that he was being watched. He slowly raised incredulous eyes.
Jessica stood at the place where the portal had been created. She was dressed in a black short skirt, blank tank top, and oddly, a black fedora. Her grin was radiant.
“The black outfit is for the sad occasion,” she murmured. “But the Transcendent sends his regards.”
Something like a lightning bolt of pure rage tore through Jonah at the sight of her. He charged, grabbed Jessica by her skimpy shirt, and slammed her against the wall, which caused her to cry out in surprise and pain.
“b***h!” he bellowed
