Christopher Martin
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I take a few steps in the direction of the stairs while putting my hands in my pockets again thanks to the lack of demons on the floor, only to pause as my right hand feels something. And when I grab it and take whatever it is out, I soon find it to be another potion. “She didn’t…” I mutter, just staring at the potion. Then I remember the tugging sensation on my jacket while I was choking on the potion, along with her pulling something else out of her purse. “She did!” Just how freaking rich…-
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I frown while raising one of my hands to get the others to stop. Then I close my eyes and focus on the sounds. Sounds like humanoid footsteps stopping somewhere around the corner, directly inside of the bunker. But judging by the crinkling sound of their strange armor – one that’s akin to flesh or some sort of pseudo hide – I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say that they’re huntsmen. At least three of them. “Stay here,” I whisper to the others, making them tense up. “There aren’t any…
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After spending about an hour or so letting my mana regenerate back to halfway full – which was helped by me raising my mental stat again with free points and therefore increasing my mana – I begin to make my way through the eleventh floor. But not even a few minutes in, I start to hear the cries of a child along with panicked screams of a few adults somewhere down the hall. So I begin running in that direction, clearing out the two spawn panthers that try to stop me along the way. Soon enough, I find…
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Cipher crashes through the fourth floor of the Grand Mall, falling down into the skating rink while wrestling with a level 500 Demon Enforcer, the leader of the Class III Fracture that he’s inside of right now. And the moment they both shatter the skating rink, chains of ice shoot up from the ground to bind the demon in place for Cipher to bring his fist back and smash it straight into its draconic, armored face, shattering the armor covering it. The creature lets out a loud screech of pain, but…
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Who knows how much time passes as I slaughter my way through the fifth through tenth floors, not even stopping to talk to the few people I do once in a blue moon find as it would only waste my stacks. But eventually I do have to stop since despite the nice effect on my mana that Blood Thirst has, the drain on my mana from fighting is still greater than the stacks in the end, albeit only by a little bit. So I do run out and have to take a break. I lean up against the window as I let all of the System…
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I nod my head and open up the skill store, only to find my eyes widening at the sight of a couple of new and very nice looking skills. Both Tar and I stare at the legendary skill for several seconds. Then Tar just bursts out into laughter. When faced with my scowl, he just explains mid laughs, I continue scowling at him for a few seconds before letting out a huff and turning back to the store box again. Should I buy it or- I blink in surprise. That was fast. Oh. So it wasn’t just the System…
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Sylver continues rushing through the building stairs, taking them two at a time and only occasionally stopping to slaughter the demons along the way. But as he makes his way further up the building, he eventually realizes just how powerful the demons are getting and slows down a little bit. His eyes widen in shock as he mutters, “Oh shit.” In a rush to confirm his theory, Sylver speeds up his stair climbing to leaping from the bottom of each staircase to the top without wasting any time until he…
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The third book really isn’t much use in the end. All it does is go over the specific differences in how the laws apply to a human compared to a Guardian. But I do feel like it could be something that might be tested over in a class, so I make sure to read it all anyways. By the time I finish reading it and look out the window, I realize that it’s already the afternoon, and my stomach is growling rather loudly. So I grab the three books and head off to turn them back in before going to the cafeteria…
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As it turns out, there really is some stuff I hadn’t read about before in the book. Or learned in general. Such as the origin of why Guardians started becoming celebrities in the first place. Which in hindsight should’ve been rather obvious. After all, people needed hope when they were faced with what they saw as the end of times, and making Guardians – people with supernatural abilities that fight off their worst nightmares – into public figures for everyone to look up to makes perfect sense. It…
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I can’t help but groan and curse at the same time as I am woken up by my door opening to a robot entering. But by the time I bring my head out from under the sheets to look, the robot is already gone, with two bagged uniforms lying on the floor of my room. Oh. Right. The uniforms for Lion’s Heart. Why can’t these people find a better time to barge in anyways? I glance at the clock to find that it’s 7:30AM. Which isn’t as bad as the jerk from yesterday. Turning my attention back to the…
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