Andrew White
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And what was it she said we'd been summoned in? Roerdenville? The Castle? King's Hall? Too many questions flooded my mind, but I held it just fine. I wasn't to panic. It was fairly simple: to breathe in deeply, ever so slowly, and to breathe all the air out, in the same fashion. I was never a fan of these. Of pranks. A prank could be fun to watch, maybe, but it wasn't so cool to laugh about when you were on the surprised party's team. So, in a way, I feel like this kind of joke is not right. It's wrong.…
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(Author's note: This is a new POV. Bear with me. One very important character.) I— I don't know what's happening? Someone, wake me up? What— What are we doing… in here? Someone…? ...Was I really transported to some kind of other world? Surely, this was some kind of joke. And if it wasn't, well… no, it was anyway. A joke. And so there was one question: How would this whole situation be a joke, hm? In what aspect? What should I focus on to see through this whole prank? As it somehow had to be, I…
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She was kind of like the old man, except that, as she said, we shared a strong bond, and also, she wasn't an old geezer tapping into her seventies. Yes sir. She wasn't. Rather, she was a fair and pretty maiden flower who, by these times of intense rain and storm, would blossom splendidly rather than drown. Her silver green bangs were low on her forehead as the rain soaked—no, flooded her, and the wind blew past her. When she, at last, undid her slight bowing, the boy who saved her had turned back to…
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All in all, both the elves were in a woeful state. But the elven girl was different. Even though she wanted to break off of it, she was still helpless and lost. Utterly lost. The adult elf wasn't in that more pitiful state. He could still see, anticipate, and plan what could and could not happen. He could study his chances at victory, and cook up a brilliant plan to get the princess, his people's 'last hope', back. He could expect and foresee consequences that were to befall them if he acted this or that…
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I was still on the hill. I spotted that one opponent I could crush. Stepping out of the hill, I had a bird's eye view of the forest surrounding me. There, I found my elf White-haired. With him, his voice was raised, it yelled, and it begged. If not for the heavy rain pounding the earth so loudly, my keen ears would have picked up his voice already. He wasn't alone, and he yelled, implored, and supplicated, devastated as he was. Now that I saw the elf, his loud voice carried to me. "B-But— Princess!" And…
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…Ring! "Uh? Oh, all right." ❮ Your Character has successfully been created — You qualify for starting the Game. ❯ That's the moment I was hit with loads of notifications again. Somehow used to the System's interventions, I didn't sweat it. Crossing my arms upon my chest, with a listless look on my face, I waited for it to speak. ❮ Isekai Production presents… ❮ … ❮ The Game. ❯ Original name if you ask me. ❮ Brought up and presented to you by — Director, Hiromasa Tomoyami;…
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Then, the unique monster slipped into the Pond of Vitality with a Ploof. I certainly was different—unable to feel the heat or cold, I simply knew water was surrounding me. Also, I didn't blend into the pond's contents; it was thanks to both the skills Jelly-like Shapeless and Resistant Body. My watery body was separate, like oil in water. The pond was so little, but now it felt like an immensity. Around me, as I was sucked deeper into the pond, the water burbled intensely. Another last ringing sound…
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Aside from me, everyone had to take a step back when faced with that ominous phenomenon. Magical energy was so concentrated and thick it was perfectly visible. It all was a blend of white and black, gleaming mana particles. The quantity was so great. When the pure mana appeared, as I said, the change was abrupt. The atmosphere grew so extremely chilly that we all got goosebumps. At the same time, it felt so warm and hot that we didn't mind the freshness of it. The dryad was in the middle of it all—only…
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The sky had been so sunny before, so full of vitality, vigor, and strength. Ever since my feet first walked the earth, ever since I first pushed open the restaurant's doors, the sky had been thus. Now that I looked up at it, it didn't smile at me anymore. When I gazed up at it, at present, its blue color didn't even meet my eyes, let alone shone a smile back at me. My mind would have never dreamed of such a gray, sorrowful sky, but there it was. The weather had turned rainy. What's more, the change had…
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"Heh," he scoffed with melancholy. "Rather than an attendant, aren't I just a scum? For me, an adult, to expect her to grow this strong out of nowhere, just like it were nothing impossible, I really have to be a huge asshole. Nobody ever truly took care of the girl if not her father the King. We didn't try to make her strong. And I, as the huge asshole—sorry for the depravity of my words, but they are fitting—gladly welcomed such a transformation and change in her personality, since that very change…
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