Christopher Martin
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Throughout the entire drive to the outer station, I find myself both tense and jumpy at the same time as I can’t stop my knee from bouncing. And the moment we arrive in front of the massive outer station, which is home to a very large magi-tech train spanning miles in length with the width of a freaking house, I practically burst out of the limo, startling the spectators for a moment. They then immediately begin cheering though, likely at the sight of a Guardian arriving. I look back at the others to…-
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I quickly open up my status and allocate 4 points to mental, 1 to magical, and 1 to physical before going to the skills store and purchasing both Predator V and Recharge. Then I focus on my status again to take in the changes with a grin. Now with Predator V, my boost in stats against others at a higher level than myself is ten percent higher than before! At a whole 30%! That part catches my attention. Are passive skills harder to get than active ones or something? Interesting. And I have three…
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Right as I’m about to focus on watching the fight between the Guardian and the demon captain, my attention is drawn to the crimson orb floating about half a meter above the ground just a couple meters behind the captain, where both of the knights I saw earlier are standing guard on the ice rink. So that’s a core. I’ve never seen one before as no one ever takes pictures of them. Because apparently they let off a type of radiation that interferes with electric devices for some reason. The thing is…
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“Scarlet Wolf?” the guy says, his tone slightly gritty as he narrows his eyes at my shifted arm, then glances at the blood soaking my clothes that I very quickly remember to clean. “Looks like your reputation proceeds you.” I blush at that comment as I realize he’s talking about the people online who are calling me some sort of berserker. Which is a really unflattering thing to call a girl, but… I mean… I guess it’s not too far off the truth? Okay, fine. So maybe I am. “And you are?”…
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Out of the corner of my eye, I find several of the Guardians outside of this store rushing over to the main floor of the mall, which is likely the most populated area and where the core emerged. At the same time, I hear screams echoing practically everywhere, making my ears ache ever so slightly. Damnit, this place is a lot more populated and wide open than any of the other Fractures I’ve been to! My thoughts are cut off when I see spawn appearing out of a strange red mist that emerges from the ground…
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Surprisingly, we end up just straight up skipping the front entrance and flying through some entrance that opens up in the side of the building, revealing a secret garage. Likely one meant for rich people. The driver finds a place to drop us off before moving off to go find a parking spot where – if Denise is to be believed – he will sit and wait for us until we’re done with our business here. Man, the rich life sounds very relaxing. Maybe I can reach that point some day? Just imagining having a…
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“Couldn’t you have worn something nicer?” Denise continues whining as we sit in the back of a fancy limo floating through the air down the main air-street towards the closest mall. “Maybe something more-” “No,” I cut her off again as I stare out the window at the passing windows of the high-rise buildings and the other cars – none of which are as fancy as the one we’re in. The limo is quite large overall. It spans several meters in length and has a literal table in between the front and…
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I yawn as I get out of bed, bored from the lack of anything really happening over the last few days. Aside from the training, my practically emptying the cafeteria each day, and a rather large paycheck from Allen. One spanning the entire first week I was officially working for the Silver Association. It’s so large that I can’t help but salivate just from opening up my bank account on my newly acquired terminal and staring at it. What used to be only around a hundred credits at most, what I had thought…
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The planning session ends up taking nearly four hours, since we continuously move to the arena to try out each plan we come up with. Whether that involves Emily and I debuffing and stacking up damage on the enemies with our ranged skills with Michael covering healing and support from his summons and Denise going in as the main attacker, myself and Denise going in for the attack with Emily debuffing and stacking up damage and Michael healing and bringing support with his summons, or even Emily working on…
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When Michael first thought to ask the new girl to join his team, he was mostly doing it because she was a blood magic user, and because of what he had seen her doing on a couple of videos posted online. And blood magic users often become some of the strongest Guardians just from the pure versatility their skills give them, whether it’s through close combat, ranged combat, support, healing, pretty much anything. He knew that she would be instantly surrounded by people asking her to join their team the…
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