Andrew Thompson
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It was hard enough trying to find the path in a complex zero gravity maze. It took Dallion a while before Dallion got the grip of practical perspective shift. It all looked fun and well in the movies, but whenever he tried to walk on a wall, twenty years of experience on Earth rejected the notion, causing him to fall. It didn’t help that the memories of Dallion from this world also saw it as too unusual to be of any help. In the end, it was Nox that had shown him what to do. The little crackling was…-
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The entrance to Dallion’s new section turned out to be not where he expected it. To start with, the entrances were two, each located at the corridor ends he had not selected during his last level up. If game principles were followed, each of the sections was supposed to grant him the respective skill when cleared. Then again, this wasn’t a guarantee. Dallion also noticed that the linking had changed the rest of his awakening room slightly. For one, there were more walls on the starting area—one for…
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There were only two improvement requests during lunch and about half the number of usual mendings. For Dallion, however, the shift couldn’t end fast enough. All the time he kept thinking about his new powers, jumping between his desire to learn forging and going further in his own dungeon. Falkner stayed a bit longer, barely saying a few words now and then, mostly when Dallion was passing by. For some reason, Jiroh’s presence made him uneasy, causing the boy to tense up every time she walked near. On…
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“I’ll escort you back outside,” the curate said after counting to three. Dallion couldn’t tell whether it was the epitome of efficiency or of extreme mercantilism. Either way, there was no point arguing, especially since he had already gotten what he had paid for… or rather, he had gotten what Falkner had paid for. “How did it go?” the boy asked, walking alongside Dallion. “Okay, I think. I’ve yet to understand some of the things that happened.” Dallion remained deliberately vague.…
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“That was impressive,” Falkner said, as Dallion returned to the column space. “I recognized some of the advances, but most of them were completely new. Where did you learn them?” If Nil was present, he would probably have choked to death, laughing at the question. The truth was that a large part of Dallion’s repertoire remained improvisation. As the library echo liked to say, his combat was more reaction than strategy. At times that helped, but it definitely was wasteful on the stamina…
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Dallion played the strings that resonated with the guardian’s fear. Despite that, no marker appeared. There was no mistake—the bladicorn was completely immune to music. Maybe that was specific to the creature itself, or possibly it required a higher skill proficiency. Even so, Dallion wasn’t worried. Dripping the harpsisword with both hands, he spun the weapon and threw it in the direction of the beast. Unfortunately, the attack did far better in his mind than in practice. The strength was there,…
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The city of Nerosal had experienced much during its existence. Long before the succession wars, back when it was a small hamlet between domains, people used to go there to smuggle, trade, or settle duels without fear of breaking laws or arrangements. As it grew into a city, it changed owners many times, but the principle remained—almost anything was allowed in Nerosal, and as long as it didn’t threaten the province or the empire, people didn’t mind rules being bent or broken. That was one of the…
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After the last of the evening clients had gone, Dallion was back in his room. It was the same as every night. His head was cleaned and put away, Dallion’s clothes were carefully folded—with the exception of the armor shirt that was at Eury for mending—the floor was meticulously cleaned, and the sheets of the bed straightened… The only major difference was that now Dallion was back to having forty-three silver coins and no level increase to show for it. Life was so much like a roller coaster.…
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No single incident started the brawl. One moment everyone was on edge, watching the two furies exchange blows faster than even the average awakened could see. Then, a second later, everyone joined in the brawl. It was just like the song that Dallion’s father constantly listened to: it was like lightning, and everybody was frightening. Each could probably take out Dallion without a second thought, and that’s precisely why no one bothered to. Under normal circumstances five people would have little…
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“Are you sure about this?” Dallion asked. When Jiroh had said he might have to go through a lot to reclaim his stolen gear, he didn’t think this was what she had in mind. He had suspected it might be dangerous, risky even, but he didn’t think that the plan would involve storming a tavern of awakened in one of the shadiest parts of Nerosal, to be precise it was part of the city in name only. It turned out that there were two neighborhoods located outside of the city limits—beyond the walls. One…
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