Christopher Martin
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When three rivals chosen by the System fought together, it was almost impossible to resist them without overwhelming force. The horde of the corrupted lacked such power. A fireball struck a cluster of undead, turning them into torches before they crumbled to ash beneath their feet. Farther away, a massive Tier 2 creature that must have been a bear in its previous life was decapitated by a shadow blade. In the sky, projectiles of all kinds—feathers, pointed bones, rocks, quills and crimson…
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“I’m surprised to see you here,” Priam said, floating down. “Pleasantly?” Esmée replied, rising gracefully. She performed a flawless curtsy, which Priam mimicked with dexterity. “Of course,” the young man winked. Seeing the princess's smile, he guessed his curtsy had probably broken half a dozen Empyrean etiquette rules, but it didn't matter. “Who’s that?” Esmée asked, looking past Priam. “Esmée, this is Jasmine Kaldwin… A trusted friend.” The young assassin’s eyes…
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As Luc approached the silver double doors of the Mercenaries' Casino, he straightened up. With his sun-kissed tan, blond hair, and eyes as blue as a summer sky, he looked every bit the surfer. It was purely coincidental; Luc couldn't even swim. Raising his wrist, he rolled up his shirt sleeve to reveal a gold bracelet engraved with the name of the Champion of Humanity. “Priam would hate your lucky charm,” sighed Maya beside him. “Why don't you kiss it while you’re at it?” “Does it bring good…
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Priam hesitated, his smile vanishing. Despite the phoenix's warnings, he was reluctant to accept anything less than an ideal upgrade for such a fundamental skill. "Show me," the phoenix demanded, seeing the young man frozen. "Huh? Oh." Priam opened his mouth, and a white orb the size of an eye emerged. He caught it in his hand and cleared his throat, feeling as if he’d just coughed up a chicken egg. "Looks like a core," he noted, rereading the upgrade description. During the first Reunion, most of…
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Priam took a deep breath, then let out a sigh of contentment. Log-a-rhythm was airing out the room, and the refreshing forest air was a delight to his lungs. Even a Fire Champion wasn't obligated to appreciate the smell of smoke, especially when he was dying from it. Once his lungs were filled with fresh air, Priam reread the last line of his Title. "My misty pants are invisible to diviners?" Depending on Priam's whims, his mist could be opaque or invisible to his enemies. Not being an exhibitionist, he…
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"Finish your push-ups!" The command—or was it an order?—threw Priam off balance, causing him to collapse. The hypergravity slammed him brutally to the ground, and in shock, he released his aether. A powerful impact struck his back, and he groaned in pain. Under the immense acceleration of artificial gravity, the wooden marble he had just managed to lift off the ground fell back. With a shoulder jerk, he pushed away the wooden ball, which the hypergravity made as heavy as osmium, and rose while…
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A fire crackled. As wisps of smoke curled through the air, the bright flames battled against the gentle darkness, casting flickering shadows across the room. Unfazed by this dance, a man performed push-ups with closed eyes. Almost touching the floor, he breathed deeply as he pushed back up. His bulging muscles and prominent veins proved that the effort was not simulated. Despite his immense attributes, the hypergravity made the exercise challenging. Repetition didn't bother the man. He was free to…
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" " " A joyless laugh echoed across the mental bridge. " Eve hadn't intended to strengthen Sumstreh by providing him with another compliant rival. " ". For a brief moment, Priam contemplated smashing Ève's head against the wooden bathtub. He had to activate " " " " Priam raised an eyebrow. " A sneer resounded. " Priam's hearts skipped a beat. " " Having survived three days, Priam had received Log-a-rhythm and Kazuki's temperance die. Apparently, the System had also saved…
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Despite Like a radio antenna, Log-a-rhythm emitted aether waves synchronized with Priam's energy. His soul caught them, and then the System linked their statuses, allowing him to oversee the tree's growth. Priam smiled upon seeing his tree's status. His own progression was ridiculously fast, but as a human sponsored by a Patron and willing to risk his life, that was expected. On the other hand, Log-a-rhythm was a plant, and the plant world took its time to flourish compared to the animal kingdom. Yet,…
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"Damn, that shit is good!" "Jasmine…" Alain sighed. "Shorry," she apologized, taking another bite. "Wha-diz?" "Fawn," Blueberry replied, gently turning a spit over the fire. A massive haunch was skewered on it, slowly roasting above the flames and wafting a delicious aroma that permeated the entire camp. "Am I eating Bambi?!" Rose exclaimed, pushing her plate away in horror. "Blueberry also prepared ratatouille," Louis offered, eyeing her plate. "I'm sure Ymir will be happy to share with…
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