Andrew White
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This identity of one of the forest's Guardians, Dryads, or whatever people chose to call them, sure seemed like a convenient new identity for me. At first, needless to say, I felt my plan of action crumbling when the hideous elf made it clear he knew what I supposedly was. I feared I had to kill him in order to keep my secret, but obviously the other elf knew about me as well. So I was doomed, right? No, I wasn't. In fact, by assuming the identity of one of these dryad people, the elf seemed to idolize me…
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"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so—" "What the heck, man!?" "I truly am! I had to understand! But I didn't! I had to! Yet… I didn't…!" "H-Hey…! Just— Just relax," I stepped away from him. "What is it anyway? Apologies?" I didn't know how to process his overly apologetic stance and words. I mean, deep down, I did. But damn I didn't want to be confronted with that. Not again. It was so awkward for me when the hideous elf was the one erratically apologizing and kowtowing. I didn't want it…
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From the zenith, the sun had dropped by a considerable margin. Time had passed. The sun still hung up in the sky, but it had been more than tilted for a long time now. I crouched down, peering over my knees, going about a new business I had found. In front of my knees, they—all the weapons of the battlefield I had gathered—were all extended and presented on the ground. I was examining them all. Making sure none were missing, I arranged them all neatly. There were so many weapons I didn't know which…
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Being weak was a thing. Being powerful was another thing. "And… right now," I playfully jumped around, "I'm being the latter~" I sang in a singsong voice. Quite naturally then, I was having fun. I was being powerful. If I wasn't powerful, then I'd be weak. "'Weak', you say…?" My joyful hopping around gradually died down, my feet coming to a stop. Yes, weak. Weak like all the other sleeping people who surrounded me at present. Observing around, my smile dropped. I let out a solemn "humph" and thought…
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Then there was my last question. "Are you done with it yet, you little rat?" Interview time was over. The big guy grunted in surprise, instantly turning back into the snotty mess of tears he was moments earlier, as if his composed self as he answered my questions calmly had just been one of my delusions. I called it a day. Crackling my neck to both sides, I had to stand up and— The priestess immediately gave a start. She understood my question was hers to answer. She only replied with a squeak, though.…
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" …But man, you really won't speak to me though, huh?" Well anyway. The big guy not answering me was fine, I think. After all, I didn't also want our conversation to turn into that of two highschool girls discussing their matters of the heart. Maybe that's why the mess of hot tears of fear didn't respond in the first place. I now wondered what these two had been thinking. What the heck was the enemy, the overwhelmingly powerful general enemy, doing here. I guess they must have thought me an eerie…
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When everyone chose to run, he was no different than people. Except, when he timidly backed away from me, he stumbled to the ground, and then stayed put, trembling and sniffling. Why did he stay put like this? Because he was hiding something behind his huge bulk. Seeing one of the people who tried so fiercely to cut me down a minute ago so weak and defenseless, I decided to play with him. I kicked the ground and leisurely started walking to the man. Rubbing my nose, I smirked at him. "Safe and sound, big…
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Yet another set of three arrows flew to me. It was easy to evade— "Followed by… Head Shot!" In the air, as I couldn't move around, I held my dagger in front of me. A sparkle flew with a Clang. The bowmen's eyes widened to their fullest and inadvertently took a step back. And now shaking my head, back on the earth, I let out a long sigh. "For heaven's sake, you people…" It seriously annoyed me now. How the hell would their attacks even reach me if they yelled the names of their skills like this each…
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The weather was getting hotter by the minute. The sun hung high up in the sky, so it was natural. It rested at its zenith. We were reaching midday. Beating down harshly on us from above, the sun kept us all down, with its sun rays pinning our group to the earth. We were still right on the road, at the sun's mercy. He was casting down our shadows and keeping them right beneath our feet. But what about these shadows, hm? They all took steps back, slowly and steadily, gulping down their saliva through the…
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People definitely looked down on me. Then again, considering my little and benign persona, I guess that made sense. The people after me had a real problem for going after the boyish little princess. Mr. Creaky was still planted where we were by the middle of the road. It was still most likely mourning its two horse pals that were defeated minutes ago. Getting near it, I paused, folded my legs, and lowered my stance a little, then bolted up. With the wind running through my hair, I figured even with such…
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