Christopher Harris
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He had once again died thanks to those human-hating pieces of garbage. Well, it was more that they considered humans like dumb animals or something. That one priestess's beautiful face twisted as a sadistic smile was still vivid in his mind. After a well-deserved IRL nap, he finally respawned in Sprigfield. He instantly became the focus of the attention. Somehow, his sleep-deprived self had figured that wearing a plague-doctor-looking outfit would make him less…-
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It reminded him of a starry sky: so beautiful and as vast as the universe. He felt as if floating, yet knew that the scene was nothing but a deadly trap. At this moment, he was inside the Ghostly Carnivora. He also knew that the light was unbelievably deadly. It was all pure negative energy! He couldn't help but snicker to himself. Were the elves outside already considering him dead? Probably, right? He wasn't quite doomed just yet, for he still had a trump card. …
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The elves would have probably been less surprised if he had spontaneously sprouted seraph wings. Their eyes kept going from the human to the submissive Griffin in disbelief. "Y-you're alive?!!" Before she knew what she was doing, Leaf had dashed toward him, sobbing as she embraced him. "You're really here, not a ghost!!" Even their apparent leader, the YGG priestess, was going insane. At this moment, the countless hours she had spent to get close to the Griffin flashed before her…
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Ready?! How was one supposed to get ready for this?! Jack stared at the upcoming challenge with a helpless expression. In front of him was a huge bird, leering his way while screeching menacingly. < Mighty White Griffin 65! :leaf_fluttering_in_wind::sparkles: > "Scree! Scree!" The creature stood proudly: the upper half of an eagle, grandiose feathered wings, and the powerful body of a lion. The YGG priestess came forward with a laugh. "Your next task…
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Before Jack could protest, Leaf was already glowing in a myriad of colors, her hands joined in prayer. Oh god! Why had she done this?! One had to know that this hero nomination was a HUGE deal. Oh, and failing it was terrifying for both the contestant and the sponsor. As for refusing? It was the same as giving up! He observed his elven companion. She didn't show any fear, only hope and a gentle smile, ready to sacrifice herself to…
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The system wasn't the only one to congratulate Jack. Indeed, there were already a bunch of very "friendly" elves ready to welcome him. There were about fifty of them, all in the process of casting one magic spell or another. Oh, and all of them were aimed straight at him! - Thorny vines to rip him apart - Deadly looking ethereal weapons to slice him - Magical projectiles to drown/burn/crush/obliterate him - …. Heck, even the…
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In a small cell, an Elf was despairing. "I'm telling you, you can't keep me here! You'll all regret it later. They'll come for me!" She kept crying out, but no one cared. But suddenly she heard the sound of footsteps… — Clang! Thump! — "Let me out! Let—" As she tried pleading her case, one of her captors threw a body in, a bloody one that she recognized. "It's you?!" Jack slowly opened his eyes, groaning. At this moment, he couldn't have looked more…
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A second later, the magical prison showed its scariness. The inner layer suddenly collapsed, engulfing Jack's remains. Then it condensed into a small jade bead, a dark figure inside. "Woo?!" (What?! How?!) The little wolf stared at the bead, utterly confused. Its master was in there, but how?! The bead was so small too! Wait, no. Right now, they had to focus on saving him! "Do not let a single one of them escape this place alive!" Bubblegum screamed, the Goblins…
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Logically speaking, this made no sense at all! Even he had no confidence in finding them so quickly. One had to know that they resided deep in the Greenwood Forest. Were they in a T2 Area or perhaps even T3? One had to remember that barely entering a T2 had been the ultimate limit of his abilities not long ago. Even now, he was definitely too weak to reach the deeper parts. His Strategy —> Quantity over Quality He was sending an army of immortal baits in…
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There was no other way to describe Jack coming back to Sprigfield. He rushed straight through the Town this time, leaving NPCs and players alike in utter shock as they gawked at his shadow. "Oh god, he's back! Nooo!" "What an ugly donkey….thing!" "Stop staring at his ass. It's an emergency!!" The entire Town went crazy, tons of high pitch screams resounding. The people were akin to twitching pool streamers attacked by fiery hornet— or something…
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