Christopher Johnson

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  • by Christopher Johnson ❮ ◈ ❯ ⠀ An obstruction in the floor has been detected. Proceeding to clearing. ⠀ ❮ ◈ ❯ ⠀ With that message, the ice that had occupied the castle started glowing and disappeared in a flash. The Skulking Angels that were encased inside fell to the ground and fragmented, having lost their resistance after death. Right after, the ground split open to reveal a square-shaped hole. “That’s handy. It would’ve been a pain to destroy the ice ourselves,” Rakna remarked and hopped off…
  • by Christopher Johnson When they stepped inside the castle, they immediately were stunned by how empty it was. Not in the sense that there was not any furniture or that no one was living it. It would be more accurate to say that they were shocked by the hollowness of the building. There were no walls, no rooms, no floors. It was as if what they had seen outside was a massive vacuous shell. Any sound they made would echo for more than five seconds and Rakna scowled from how loud it was to him and his hearing. “It’s…
  • by Christopher Johnson “Quite an interesting looking Dungeon,” Rakna commented as he dropped off everyone from his barrier. They landed in front of a large castle made out of sandstone, surrounded by fences as tall as humans. “Yeah, it’s hard to miss too,” Allan said and groaned as he shielded his face from the sun. “Sheesh, this heat is freaking annoying. I already miss the isolation of your barrier. It was nice.” “Hm?” Rakna tilted his head at him. “Oh…” He realized something and his aura became…
  • by Christopher Johnson “So, that’s why he’s in a bad mood,” Allan muttered as he watched Rakna walk ahead of them. They had met up a few minutes earlier and Evelyn went on to explain to them what had happened. “You can tell?” Nyx asked with her hand on her chin. She squinted her eyes and honestly couldn’t find a difference in his expression or behavior. “You’ll get used to it,” the blond shrugged. “I can tell for sure that’s he’s pissed right now. I guess you can’t blame him if there’s really some…
  • by Christopher Johnson When they reached the end of the hidden passage, they arrived in a massive library where shelves reached several meters in height. In the center, there was a large round granite table where Fray had already taken a spot. “Take a seat,” the storyteller offered and Rakna complied along with Evelyn. Ganymede was still there and he simply stood behind his summoner. “Now, since I’m sure you are already jaded by these antics of mine, let’s get to the point,” he said and snapped his…
  • by Christopher Johnson “First tale,” Fray clapped his hands and the chandelier went off. In an instant, their surroundings changed to a vast meadow covered in flowers of all varieties. Rakna raised an eyebrow as he could still feel the wall behind him; just that it was invisible. His three companions were looking around in wonder and after a few seconds, they all spotted a peculiar white flower in the middle of the field. It exuded an attractive aura that they just couldn’t ignore. “There was once a flower of…
  • by Christopher Johnson “So, another tomb? Please don’t tell me this is another resurrection plot,” Rakna deadpanned. “{I don’t think so… probably.}” “How promising, Higure,” he quipped and opened his palm again. “” The golden ring scanned the entire mansion and highlighted a certain double door before returning to Rakna. ⠀ ❮◈❯ Fortune Search has leveled up! ❮◈❯ ⠀ “Well, I know where we’re going,” he said and walked to the doors with his hands in his pockets. “What kind of…
  • by Christopher Johnson Rakna turned back into a therian after his three ‘passengers’ jumped off and looked around with a scowl. If this place was dangerous, his instincts would be telling him so but it wasn’t the case. The only thing that worried him was the self-destruction mentioned in the ordeal description. “Higure, how powerful would the collapse of this array be?” He asked out loud. “{Hm, frankly? You would survive. To be exact, you could use your Cold Star Reinforcement and come out rather unscathed. Tyran…
  • by Christopher Johnson “This is the Sahara all over again,” Rakna grumbled dully as he walked on the dunes of sand. “Sahara?” Evelyn tilted her head as she hovered next to him. “When I was… I think thirteen? I went to a certain desert called the Sahara back on my planet with my uncle. It was for… let’s call it a ‘job’. I still remember the line that the old man uttered that day as if I had heard it a second ago. There is no way I could forget since it ruined the entire week that followed.” “A…
  • by Christopher Johnson At the break of dawn, Rakna made his way to the restaurant from two days prior. When he entered, he was greeted by Evelyn sitting at a table. “Good morning,” she said with a smile and he sat down next to her. “Good morning. You are the first here?” “Yes. Since I technically don’t need to sleep in the first place, it’s hard for me to be late. The girls should be arriving soon since when I left the room we shared, they were waking up,” she replied with a chuckle and proceeded to unwrap…
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