Christopher Martin
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I guess that explains why I recognized the last name Knight. Because Blue’s real name – if I remember correctly from my history lessons – is Alexander Knight. And he is a psychopath through and through who won’t hesitate to break the law or kill a random person if he feels it’s necessary. Which would certainly explain why Aria has issues with her father, since I really can’t see that psycho raising a child. And it would also explain why the director and the others in here reacted the way they…-
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Hours pass in silence with Aria just casually sleeping throughout the entire thing. And several times throughout this period I’ve felt the urge to just go downstairs and fight something. But my common sense holds me back. Just barely. I sigh at that thought. Then the building starts shaking. That’s not a good sign. My terminal buzzes, making me look down at it from the blood moon I was just staring at in front of the window. Okay, guess it is a good sign then. I smile, only to look over and see…
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First I go ahead and bring blood armor to level 5, since all it takes is 18 SP to do so. Then I focus on the others before eventually deciding to raise blood boil a couple of levels to level 8, just because it was one of my very first purchased skills, and it really does come in handy. Which leaves me with a single Skill Point remaining. Not something I can do anything with. So I close my status and focus on listening to the neighboring floors, checking to see what the demons are doing. Just from a…
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Is it possible to get the System to show all of my messages since the start of that battle? Because I want to see it all at once. You wouldn’t understand. Tar grumbles something in my mind that I can’t quite make out, but whatever he’s doing while grumbling seems to do the trick as the System messages flood in before he even finishes grumbling. I smile at the results before quickly opening my status and distributing my free points. Alright. Very good progress in my skills and levels. A lot…
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The girl doesn’t answer me, instead just continuing to sob. So the fae answers for her, Oh. An etched skill then? But who would etch- The squid’s eyes narrow until I shake my head in answer, the girl still clinging onto me while sobbing. Wait, what was she going to say about Aria? And why am I being lectured on recklessness by a talking squid? Oh. Interesting. Come to think of it, how old are you? Tar doesn’t answer for a second before eventually saying, Huh. Not as old as I was…
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I wake up with a start, finding myself staring at Aria who is currently crying rather harshly. Uh… huh? The girl tackles me with a hug and squeezes a lot harder than a girl her age should, and surprisingly it doesn’t hurt any of my wounds… wait, wounds? Didn’t I have wounds? Huh. I pat Aria’s back before asking, “So you saved me?” She furiously nods her head over and over again, despite me only asking a single question. Then a… squid? A squid appears in the middle of the air… How is…
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Aria wasn’t sure what she would do after she found herself in a Class II Fracture all alone. She’d simply decided to go out and take a short break from the filming of the advertisement, and head to the bathroom. But while she was in there, the Fracture had begun. So she panicked. By the time she managed to find a bunker though – not being used to the building and all – the emergency power had already shut off, and no matter how loudly she shouted at the door, no one would open it. Because no one…
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I make a mental call to my blood shadow to return, making it immediately back away before another blow can reach it, parts of the blood making up its body dripping away past the shadows. It then begins rushing over towards me as I lower my hand, sending nearly a dozen daggers of blood each a third of a meter in length towards the fomorians. And after one initially sticks itself into the steam emitting fomorian’s shoulder making it raise its head, another stabs straight into its eye, killing the thing in…
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My plan goes awry almost immediately when the door is blasted off its hinges by a fireball, sending a wave of heat towards me and my blood shadow. But fortunately neither of us were close enough to the door for it to hurt us, me having at least considered this to be a possibility, even if not a very large one. The plan then goes back on track afterwards when a single fomorian enters and my blood shadow immediately launches an attack at it, stabbing its sword straight at a gap in the armor on its arm,…
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I listen for several seconds as the demons begin walking through the entryway and into the opposite hallway as the one we’re in. Which makes me immediately feel grateful that this floor in particular is split up between two different hallways branching from the entryway, and that neither of these hallways connect at any point outside of the entryway. Furthermore, I know for a fact from having gone into some of the recording studios on the other side of the floor that they also have bunkers in the middle…
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