Christopher Martin
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The boy lets out a short yelp and slams the door shut, as if that would do anything to stop a demon knight. But I don’t pay any mind to that as I rush up and jump straight onto the demon knight’s back while putting more and more effort into using blood boil and life drain. At the same time, I grab onto the demon knights shoulder with my left hand and repeatedly stab my right hand at its back where the cracks are the densest, slowly worming my hand’s way inside as the creature continues marching…-
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Ads used on Royal Road: Discord Stickers/Emoji Chibi…
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There is only one nation. The Terran Republic. Tier 1 cities are full of wonderous buildings, many of which are skyscrapers seemingly touching the skies. The public transportation is through magi-tech trains that travel almost as fast as the speed of sound. The cities are guarded by the best of the best in terms of Guardians, most of whom are bloodline Guardians whose family is made up of Guardians as well, and each and every building has at least half as many Assault Bunkers as they have floors. Tier 2…
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Even as I fight the monsters, often times getting wounded, the girl just continues watching me with a wide grin on her face – respecting my desire to take them on myself. And more importantly, not lose the EXP they’d give me. But I do notice over time that she seems to be growing a little bit more respectful in her posture, likely due to seeing me in action personally. And eventually she even stops following me, staying only at the entryways of each floor to make sure that no other demons enter the…
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Yeah, they’re definitely a team. Unless they’re all just close friends wearing matching outfits. Or rather, matching armor. All magi-tech by the looks of it, and all black for some reason. Not that I’m complaining. Black is a wonderful color after all. Anyways, their armor is the typical black magi-tech armor created by Silver Works, with black armor and a different colored core embedded in the chest plates of each of their armor. The big guy with incredibly dark eyes and a darker toned skin than…
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After about twenty minutes of fighting more demons, I make it to the twenty-third floor, where I pause at the top of the stairs. “What’s that sound?” I mutter aloud as my ears twitch at the sound of some sort of sizzling noise. Kind of like a low fire burning. And I think I also hear some very faint tapping sounds. I focus on the sounds for a few seconds before frowning. It really sounds like there’s some sort of fire on the first floor, but shouldn’t that be too far for me to hear? I blink…
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I let out a sigh as the prickling sensation at the back of my neck fades away, likely meaning that whoever was watching me – probably Sylver – is not anymore. Of course I don’t like knowing that I’m being watched but not knowing where the spy is at. It’s just unnerving. I stretch my clawed hand out to the demon’s throat, controlling its blood to flow out of it while I can still control it with my skill and into my little blood bank. Just the idea that I wouldn’t be unnerved by it is…
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Sylver performs a backflip purely to avoid the plasma bolt being fired at him by the demon acolyte – the weakest amongst the magic using demons – before covering his foot with silver lightning and smashing it on the ground, sending a thick bolt of it through the ground straight into the demon in question. He then bends over backwards as another bolt flies straight through where his torso just was, following which he sweeps his arm out, sending an arc of silver lightning straight at the creature,…
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You don’t know? Tar nods his head very gently and repeats himself, So… does anyone know why? Is it the Demon King’s doing, or do the demons just hold a grudge against humans for some reason? My frown grows deeper at that. That… I’m not really sure how to feel about that. Being told that no one knows why we’re being attacked by the demons. Not even most of the demons themselves. Also, the very fact that there Wait, so the fae weren’t behind the connections between the two worlds? I…
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I shiver at the thought of being tied down to obey the orders of someone else. Wait, you said every last I lower my head to narrow my eyes at the tanuki for a few seconds. How do they know that the demon king’s commands won’t work on me if I’m the only half demon to have ever existed? He opens his eyes and looks at me, conflict clear in his gaze before he eventually sighs. I… I was close enough to the Demon King once for him to be able to give me an order? Face to face? How is that… even…
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