Christopher Martin
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The city is full of life today, just like it apparently always is in a Tier 1 city such as this. A beautiful full moon hanging high in the sky, just So much beauty. So much awe. And yet… “Are you listening to me?” the lady standing next to the comfortable chair I’m sitting on in the middle of the room asks in a rather disgruntled tone. And I so want to respond with ‘no, not really’. But I don’t. Because that won’t help my situation in the slightest. “Yes,” I answer while turning…-
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“I still have the fragment, and I'm willing to trade it. Anyone want to make an offer?” Standing apart, Rohan's eyes widened as he heard the bombshell dropped by the smiling Homo Elysian. Micro helped him master his surprise before Priam could notice. The young master had read the diary of Aelbes, the Champion who founded his tribe. According to him, all Champions were geniuses in their own right, but few truly understood the dynamics of their new universe. For a prodigy driven by the System, the…
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The three rivals stopped at the top of a tree on the edge of a cliff. This landmark overlooked a valley teeming with monsters. The only time Priam had seen so many beings united in fury was during a protest. The French sure knew how to go on a strike. “According to the coordinates Laepa and Vysharratjekto gave me, the tribes’ camp is less than twenty kilometers away,” Priam said. “I don’t even know how you can pronounce his name,” sighed Jasmine. “What a mouthful.” “Dexterity,”…
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Priam's eyes widened. "Bordel de merde..." The selection resembled the tailored reward he'd received for earning three Achievements at Tier 0, but updated. His astonished expression caught Esmée's attention. "Is there a problem?" she asked. "What? No, I just got a reward for surviving a week in Elysium." "That's what I call a big lag!" laughed Rose. "My resurrection interfered with the quest," Priam explained, his voice distracted. "The possibilities..." Even with his draconic vivacity's dual…
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Helming the rudder, Titus watched the stormy sea beyond the prow. Waves taller than his own sailboat surged toward him. Flexing his Concept, the Rehm parted each crashing wave, making way for his passage. What required no effort for him was arduous for others; one of the reasons he had entrusted his tribe to another leader. Some daring young tribespeople had wanted to accompany him, but he refused. The epicenter of the cataclysm lay at the lair of the seventh Terror, and Titus didn't believe in…
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Most mythologies place paradise in the skies and hell in the earth's depths. At this moment, Priam understood why. The pressure in the magma chamber was titanic. After stoking it with Pyro, Priam had provided an escape route through the tunnel he had dug. The superheated gasses caused a terrible explosion, which he survived only by merging with his Fire Unity. Seeing the unparalleled energy released by the eruption, Priam became worried for his partner. A split second later, drops of magma, semi-melted…
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“A draconic lair? Is that the den of the Seventh Terror?” Priam asked, tapping his foot on the pristine rock. He didn’t need Esmée’s intel to feel it: his prey awaited below. “That is right,” the phoenix confirmed, scrutinizing the ground. “It is a well-known ability of dragons.” “I know what comes after Scales now,” mused Priam. The bird exhaled a puff of smoke in disagreement. “Your bloodline comes from a wyvern, which is why you gained Breath first and Scales second. However,…
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Kazuki was frustrated: his Wind Concept was useless. The sentinel was unfazed by the wind blades, and even the strongest gusts barely slowed it down. The hoplite warrior knew his Concept had little chance of aiding him against a mighty enemy, but usually, the breathless zone had some impact. Here, the only advantage the wind provided was reducing air resistance for him. Annoyed by the ineffectiveness of his Concept, the hoplite grimaced as he blocked a vertical strike. The shockwave rippled through his…
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“What did you learn from the fight?” asked Kazuki. “My saber struggled to pierce its scales,” Gallad reported. The former instructor nodded, eyes on the shredded corpse of the amphiptere. The winged serpent had ambushed the two hoplites as they explored the city. Knowing his rival had a penchant for slaying draconic creatures, Kazuki had first tried to repel the beast before realizing it was rabid and killing it was necessary. “Draconic talents are formidable.” The Hoplite Champion had no…
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Valaryth was a world of splendor, both on the surface and beneath the sea. Having grown up near the ocean, Priam admired this force more than he feared it. Sure, the unknown could be terrifying, but it never discouraged him. Once underwater, a new world opened up to him. Priam felt fortunate that the marine topography was in their favor. The seabed never descended beyond fifty meters, and with his enhanced vision and Instead of worrying about monsters from the deep, the two rivals enjoyed the…
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