Christopher Martin
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A massive surge of Potential flooded He commanded Log-a-rhythm to immobilize the patient. The bottom of the bathtub shook before beginning to cover his father's body, leaving only part of his head sticking out. His father wouldn't risk injuring himself by struggling even without anesthesia. In his right hand, Priam held an ice scalpel. Part of his mind was focused on This dual application of his skill would have been impossible just a few days ago, but now such maneuvers were not only achievable but…
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"BLAHHHHH!" Sphinx rolled in the grass, repulsed by its taste. As Priam watched her, a memory resurfaced in his mind. At age four, he decided to sample some grass in a park. Before his parents could stop him, he had stuffed a handful into his mouth. All kids had a great sense of timing to cause before they could be stopped. In the background, his parents, too busy arguing, had not noticed a thing. As if sensing that she was no longer the center of Priam's attention, Sphinx had gotten up. She seemed torn…
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"To survive what's coming, how about we temporarily join forces?" The phrase seemed to have wearied Kazuki. For a proud warrior, asking for an alliance was an admission of weakness. "What exactly are you proposing?" Priam had many secrets, and most were not meant for the hoplite to learn. Nevertheless, outright refusal would be foolish. Information was the sinews of war, and Kazuki seemed willing to talk. "The environment is growing increasingly hostile. Without a strong base, survival in the…
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First Glossary This Talent is based on Priam's soul. His body and mind can be destroyed, it doesn't matter. Its cooldown is 86 400 seconds, or 24 hours. What matters is the passage of time for Priam's soul. Changing worlds can therefore be an interesting way of getting it to reset…
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Forty-nine minutes later and at the cost of a net loss in Potential, Priam could now speak Hoplite. He knew he'd been lucky. Just like French - his native language - or English, this language was a fusional one. Meaning, they combined concepts into a single word. For instance, the Hoplite had greeted him with the word "Geka Eaz". "Gak-" was the verb for "challenge to a duel" and the suffix "-a" represented both first-person singular agreement and present tense. Thus, "Geka" meant "I challenge you to a…
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Priam had heard that voice before. Before him stood an almost naked man in his thirties. While his impressive physique could have belonged to Mr. Universe, certain parts of his body were suspicious. Light shimmered on his skin, a result of countless small scales covering it. Tattoos pulsating with a bluish light ran along his body. His eyes possessed implants - a small metallic circle at the edge of the iris - that seemed to coldly analyze Priam. Above all, the hoplite's predatory aura was terrifying.…
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Like every day for nearly two weeks, Gabrielle walked from dawn till dusk. Her constitution wasn't the sturdiest in the clan, and her feet were suffering. As an apprentice apothecary, she had a few tricks up her sleeve for self-care. Nevertheless, the rarest ointments were reserved for severe injuries. What Gabrielle's body craved most was time to recover. Time that the Gaeserts clan didn't have. The gentle grasslands had gradually given way to stony frontiers. Elysium’s locals referred to regions near…
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Mercury grimaced at the crowd's applause. Priam had turned Claire into a symbol of the hardships raining down on them. Most were thrilled to see humanity striking back. Mercury's perspective was more nuanced, understanding that certain deeds were necessary. Claire's death was a grim necessity, but rejoicing in it? That was a different matter. His gaze shifted to Priam. The Champion was undeniably strong and charismatic and vowed to slay their enemies. How could they not be enamored by him? From the…
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"My name is Priam Azura. I will be designated as the Champion of humanity by the System after the Reunion." The vast crowd before him fell into a hushed silence. Despite the distance, Priam's enhanced eyes allowed him to discern the features of each spectator. They numbered over a million, gathered in the square of the Ducal Palace. According to Mercury, his speech was being broadcast directly in seven other domes and delayed in all the rest. Taking a deep breath to ensure he'd be heard, he…
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Priam pinched his cheek and winced. His body, much like the landscape, was now tangible. The spiritual had merged with the material. Leaning over the pond's surface, Priam was relieved to see his reflection still bound. He wasn't a masochist; just grateful that the Mirror of the Soul hadn't lost its power. "How can I see?" The System must have simplified things because there was a kind of soft light that bathed the space. Moreover, Priam felt the effects of gravity even though no massive body was in…
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