Christopher Martin
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The test turns out to simply be pouring half of my mana into the orb, so it isn’t painful, stressful, or anything like that. It doesn’t even take longer than a couple of minutes before I hear the tone from the terminal stating that the test is over. And once I get back to the terminal, I find that I have Tier B Capacity as well. Which is nice. The two tests following that aren’t very hard to do either, and I end up with Tiers A and B for the next two in order. In the end, Allen and I are left…-
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I swear, some of these tests are just trying to torture us. And why does Allen keep staring at me like I’m doing him some great disservice or something? It’s getting annoying and awkward. Allen takes in a deep breath before letting it out again. Then he repeats that process once more and says, “While your capabilities may be theoretically impossible, don’t let that get to your head. It doesn’t mean you're immediately the strongest person even close to your level or anything like that. All it…
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Cipher continues staring blankly at the terminal for who knows how long, wondering just what the heck is going on. Never once has there been a blood magic user whose physical capabilities were so high. Not once. Blood magic is supposed to be a magic focused, well, magic. It is not supposed to be a physical focused one. After a few seconds, Cipher finally begins to remember that he isn’t alone. So he looks up just to find that Scarlet had already begun the Constitution test, making him immediately…
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I pull my fist back before punching directly at the chest of the dummy, making a loud crashing sound echo throughout the training hall. But despite the noise, the dummy doesn’t so much as budge. Then I hear a beep from the dummy, followed by Allen’s voice, “Do it again and again every time it beeps.” Following his directions – which turn out to be more useful than I thought – I repeatedly punch the dummy about five more times before a loud beep sounds from the terminal at the center of the…
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It takes me about ten minutes to find my way to the training hall in question to find Allen standing at the very center of it. The hall itself is incredibly large, spanning the size of a football stadium with a ceiling going dozens of meters into the air. It has the same blue lines going across the walls, albeit being bigger to allow for more mana for the shields, and there are several areas to the training hall. One has several targets set up, another a training dummy made out of metal and obviously…
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“My apologies for our companion,” the man says with a light bow of his head, “she… can be a little too caring for her own good sometimes. And is lacking the filter to stop herself from doing things she shouldn’t.” I make sure to keep my eye on the girl in case she tries something else as I slowly answer, “It’s alright. Just, don’t do that again.” A few seconds pass in awkward silence before the guy puts his hand on his neck in what looks to be embarrassment as he says, “Well, we…
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I wake up to the sound of my door opening, making me straight up jump out of bed before turning to find a robot walking into my bedroom with a basket full of… my stuff? Oh. They brought my stuff from the hotel I was staying at. The robot ignores me as it places the basket on the ground and walks out of my room. I stare at the door for a few seconds, only to pause as I realize that I don’t hear anything from the neighboring suites. Soundproofing! Yes!!! I’m guessing it’s because of my instincts,…
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As it turns out, Sylver doesn’t have a car and is using a magi-tech motorcycle instead. So the ride there ends up being a tad awkward and very unpleasant for me due to my dislike of physical contact, but nonetheless short and quiet. And by the time we reach the base, I realize that it’s not actually in the city proper, but in one of those large, wide open areas that – while still inside the city dome – is surrounded by open land. Or, open in the sense that it’s filled with training grounds, areas…
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As expected, Sylver arrives nearly fifteen minutes later, only a couple of minutes after Tar vanishes again. And the Guardian has the terminal on his suit pointed towards me, showing the screen where Allen is currently glaring at me. Probably to be expected. What’s unexpected is that the first words out of his mouth aren’t to yell. “You’re grounded from fighting in Fractures until you have proper combat training,” he says, the glare never leaving his face as he talks. I blink in surprise…
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As soon as I will the messages forward, they all come flooding at me like a tidal wave. I grin as I watch my levels go up, and especially at the sight of the new skill. Now, of course, they were technically going up when I actually killed the demons. But still. There’s just a certain satisfaction at seeing them shoot up at once. Although sometime during this I started getting less EXP as I passed the demons in level. I shift slightly in my position lying up against the window, wincing a little at the…
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