Christopher Martin
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So you’re absolutely sure he doesn’t recognize me as a blood lycan? Because those are some pretty wide eyes behind his helmet. Well, if you say so. And this captain is a triheart, eh? Not a very powerful subspecies of captain. I also believe I remember hearing at some point that this subspecies hates the term demon captain as well for some odd reason. No idea why. Trihearts are an odd demon, to say the least. They – just like every other demon captain – have three hearts. But unlike the rest,…-
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I frown as I kill demon after demon from up on the second floor without even getting down there, getting stack after stack of blood thirst as I occasionally move out of the way of crossbow bolts being fired by huntsmen who are far too low leveled for me to care about. But very few of the demons are actually giving me much if anything in terms of EXP. Because the demons who are level forty and below don’t give me any EXP at all, whereas the ones between forty-one to sixty – which make up the majority of…
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Without wasting a second, I rush straight at the knight before slamming my fist right in its armored face, sending it crashing to the ground a few meters away thanks to the level gap of forty levels between us. I then land on the ground myself and immediately jump again, bringing both my fists down on the creature’s chest, making it cough out a massive amount of blood before dying. I stand up again while grinning, only to turn to the others to find them looking rather amused. Well, except Arthur who…
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I hate my life right now. Doesn’t change that I hate this. And it’s not my fault Belle decided to bribe me with the exclusive beta test slot for the latest Hunter XI MMORPG that was only just announced. How the hell did she even get that… oh, wait. Pretty sure I heard that Silver Works had a hand in supplying them with the magical reality technology to make the game fully artificial through magical realities. An incredibly expensive project, and the first time it’s ever been utilized in a video…
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Allen slams his fist down on his desk, causing a crack to form on it as he shouts at Sage, “What the hell do you mean they’re missing?!” The woman in front of him simply looks him in the eye and answers calmly, “They just vanished one day from our trackers. You know what this means.” “Damnit!!” he shouts, barely holding himself back from slamming his fist into the desk again. “How? Just how could this happen? And how did they hide from me for Sage rattles off three names without any…
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I narrow my eyes at the two guys who have suddenly become close friends judging by Necro’s arm on Michael’s shoulder despite me never having seen them together before. What were they talking about before we came? And why the sudden change in subject? I stare at the two for a few seconds before giving a mental shrug. Guess it doesn’t matter. “To start with,” I turn my gaze to Michael, “you were pitifully weak. So you really should put more effort into defending yourself.” Michael blushes…
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Anthony can’t help but wonder when the last time he had a date was as he walks through the hall of the manor with his hands in his pockets, wanting to get some training done in the training hall before he heads off to the club with the others. But when he gets inside of the training hall, he pauses at the sight of Scarlet’s team standing there with four of them – the girls – all inside of a magical reality set up specifically for the training hall. Leaving the one guy – the Druid, if Anthony…
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The office is dead silent as I sit on one sofa facing three other sofas, where Belle, Allen, and Cynthia are sitting. And none of us say a word as we stare at each other for who knows how long. As soon as the Demonic Assault ended, I got a message from Allen – a group message at that, one with all four of us in it – telling us to go to his office in the Silver Association. So I quickly called a cab and headed straight here. Although the cab driver wouldn’t stop peeking at me through the rearview…
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And here are some new…
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After Allen leaves, I walk Aria down to the entrance where ‘mister Roger’ – who is apparently her father’s butler – is waiting. And the moment he sees Aria holding onto my sleeve as we walk, his eyebrows rise ever so slightly. So little that I don’t think I would’ve noticed it if I was still human. Guess this really is an odd sight. I personally have never heard of Blue having a daughter, but maybe that’s just common knowledge in some circles? Could also be because I avoid social…
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