Christopher Martin

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  • by Christopher Martin Priam's muscles groaned under the strain. Even Sphinx's focused demeanor couldn't coax a laugh out of him anymore. His friend had steadily increased the gravity's intensity, and Priam could feel the influence of this fundamental force on every cell of his body. The distraction of the fight had prevented him from fully grasping the phenomenon, but his body was adapting on its own. His Titles, Talents, skills, and his newfound race were synergizing, compelling his cells to evolve. His bones were densifying,…
  • by Christopher Martin Priam was observing Kazuki's training. A few meters away, the hoplite warrior seamlessly executed movements with his spear. Watching the warrior expertly command his weapon and master every muscle in his body, Priam was filled with awe. There was a primal power in the hoplite's attacks that captivated him. For several days now, Priam had felt he was on the cusp of reaching the Micro I and was burning with the desire to achieve it. The Supremacy seemed to offer not just attributes, but a preternatural…
  • by Christopher Martin For a fleeting moment, Priam beheld a crown of golden green hovering above Log-a-rhythm. He blinked, and the mirage vanished. Another man might have doubted his vision, but A guardian wasn't a king. He turned to Dishnu to gauge his reaction, but he was staring at the ground, breathing heavily. The ritual's activation seemed to have drained the drya. Priam hesitated for a moment before holding his tongue. Despite Dishnu's invaluable assistance, he was currently a situational ally. To clear his mind,…
  • by Christopher Martin Dishnu approached Log-a-rhythm, before starting to gently caress its bark. Behind him, Priam wasn't quite sure what to do. Should he just stand there and watch the dryad fondle his tree? Dishnu's voice rang out, cutting short his thoughts. " The dryad might have been a dendrophilic pervert, but his mastery of aether was unrivaled. Priam stepped forward and placed his hand on the tree. " Priam closed his eyes and focused on Log-a-rhythm. As always, he felt the eagerness of the tree to serve him - and…
  • by Christopher Martin "Hold it." Kazuki halted his precise carving and presented the wooden piece to Alain. The architect-carpenter-craftsman examined it from every angle before breaking into a satisfied grin. The hoplite's Spear Mastery allowed for such intricate cuts. "It's perfect. I'll need three more like this, Kazuki, if you please." "With pleasure, Alain," the hoplite replied in fluent English. As the hoplite continued his meticulous work, Alain swiftly ascended Log-a-rhythm. He could have asked the magical tree to…
  • by Christopher Martin The pitch and roll of the ship roused Priam. Born by the Atlantic, he had long conquered seasickness. As he opened his eyes, a smile unexpectedly graced Priam's face. It had been ages since he was cradled by the ocean's embrace. Suddenly, memories flooded back. The return to Elysium, Kazuki and Dishnu, the Brood Mother, and this new world. The descendant of Charybdis. He straightened up hurriedly. "I... Where am I?" Priam murmured, discovering an unfamiliar place. He had been swathed in a blanket and…
  • by Christopher Martin The megalodon was closing in fast. On land, Priam would have attempted a preemptive strike by launching Promesse. Underwater, he doubted he could seriously injure the monster before him. The creature was now just a few meters away, its jaws wide open. In a defensive stance, Priam waited for the last moment. A massive tooth penetrated his Domain. Priam activated The human was out of reach of its teeth, but the megalodon wasn't stupid. With its mouth still open, the predator began to suck in water.…
  • by Christopher Martin The sun watched the waves crash against the reefs. Most were natural, simple rocky peaks rising above the sand. However, one obstacle had caught Priam's attention: a wreck. The discovery of the weathered wooden carcass of an old ship had initially surprised him, before he recalled his arrival. He had landed on a beach bordered by the ocean on one side and a city on the other. This fragment of the world had once sheltered a civilization. The exploration of the wreck had been as brief as it was…
  • by Christopher Martin Invisible doors swung open, letting the Potential surge within him. Priam felt the fluid course through his body, then his mind, and finally his soul. It was the seat of his Domain and mist concept, yet Priam struggled to fully grasp it. Thankfully, the Potential allowed him to ignore this. The divine fluid flowed into his soul, enfolding it before crystallizing. Priam grinned as he observed the outcome. Beneath the protective sphere woven from mist concept and Domain, a satellite now orbited around his…
  • by Christopher Martin "Hey Rose, check out what I can do!" shouted Sphinx. Rose turned toward Sphinx and took a step forward. Instantly, she fell upward. A few branches of Log-a-rhythm caught her as Sphinx burst into laughter. "I'll get you back," chuckled Rose, starting to climb the branches in reverse. In her miniaturized form, Sphinx somersaulted through the air. Since she learned to manipulate gravity, it had become one of her favorite games. She created zones of weightlessness and played around with them. The two…
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