Christopher Martin
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"Hey son, everything okay?" From the tone of his father's voice and the concerned glint in his eyes, Priam understood that an honest answer was expected. "I'm good, Dad," Priam replied, embracing his father. The hug lasted a few seconds before Priam released his father. "I'm stressing a bit about my Tribulations." "Well, I'm sure you'll find a solution. Deadlines have always fueled your motivation. I remember you always cramming for your exams at the last minute." Priam burst into laughter.…
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When Priam's conquering fog annihilated the mightiest corrupted, the undead army froze. The next moment, a murderous frenzy seized them. Some revenants were trampled in the violent fury of the ensuing assault. Failing to create a breach, the elusive leader had decided to throw caution to the wind. However, given the enemy commander's style, they were unlikely to join the assault. As thousands of necromantic monsters surged toward the base, Priam unleashed a veritable tsunami of fog. Jasmine widened her…
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A monstrous yet silent crowd was withstanding the defenders' gaze. The Necromoon's slaves looked at the living with eyes burning with hatred. "I feel like we're the last survivors in this world," murmured Priam. "It's a biodiversity disaster," agreed Louis. "It's mostly a disaster for my nostrils," Blueberry grumbled. Priam couldn't help but agree. With every inhale, he felt like he was breathing in the distilled scent of a charnel house. "Even my cat's litter smells better," grimaced Louis, pinching…
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A mist materialized in the clearing. Tinted by the light of the Necromoon, its serenity was shattered by a swirling vortex. A silvery spear materialized in Priam's right hand. The bound weapon trembled, its instinct resonating with its wielder's battlelust. Its color had changed, forsaking the blaze of flames for the stealth of mist. If the Fire Concept were temporarily banned, Priam would use his mist. "The forest is shaking," murmured Eve, gazing into the void. "I... I see dozens of skeletons…
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The wings of the Phoenix subtly covered its beak; an avian equivalent of a grimace. "I'm an AI based on the echo of a Phoenix Prince created from a diluted tear. As such, I have a limited ego and an impossible goal: to keep you alive until you kill my original. I'm as much on your side as one can be." Priam relaxed his clenched fist before nodding stiffly. His draconic instinct whispered that the Phoenix was sincere, and this conversation held significance. "Why are you telling me all this?" "Because…
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Kazuki scrutinized his opponent with unwavering focus. Ève—or Ophia, as she preferred to be called—was a petite young woman, at least from the perspective of a titan-class hoplite. In reality, she stood twenty centimeters taller than Rose or Mirscella, resembling more of a high human than an ordinary one. However, looks could be deceiving. Priam had informed Kazuki that Ève concealed her true face. Only her golden eyes were authentic – and even that wasn't certain. Yet, despite Kazuki's…
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Priam couldn't make a move without Sumstreh reading his thoughts in advance, but his Assistant might be exempt. Otherwise, it would be game over. The add-on would open the gate to the Fire Domain, attempting a Nirvana before drowning the host's soul in The general artificial intelligence possessed a personality copied from the host and could analyze emotions and actions. Priam was too proud to become a slave. The only reason for his cooperation was that he believed he could escape one day—thanks to…
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Prometheus halted his assault upon reading the announcement. "Let's call it a day," he declared. Guandi nodded before following his king out of the training room. Two soldiers bowed as they passed, trailing behind. The rest of his close guard was on the field, defending humanity's territory on Proxima. The group headed towards the meeting room, traversing rough stone corridors. One of the military engineering specialists had developed a skill for manipulating stone. Thanks to his tireless work and…
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When Priam opened his eyes, the cave's temperature remained high. Sitting between two streams of viscous lava, he remained pensive for a few moments. assured him of a clear awakening upon resurrecting, and prevented him from forgetting any of his actions. Priam couldn't turn a blind eye to reality. He had been foolish. Uniting with an eternal Concept was like sharing consciousness with a quasi-divine entity. His personality had been overwhelmed and replaced by the Fire's desire. Fortunately, the…
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While the flames remained unchanged, the Sage had transformed. Once a wielder of Fire, he had become one with it. Almost. Merging with his flames consumed aether, and his reserves were far from infinite. Yet, Unity was much more. The Sage smiled as a trident of light pierced through his body. The blinding attack left a hole in his abdomen before vanishing into the wall behind him. The Tier 2 had condensed enough aether in its skill for it to continue its path in the earth for about twenty meters,…
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