Christopher Martin
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'Not this either,' Markus concluded with his eyes closed. He was currently sitting in a cross-legged posture in his room. He'd entered seclusion two weeks back and had effectively shut himself off from all outside communication. Markus could feel that he was at the cusp of a breakthrough. It was so close he could grab it, but it was yet to enter his reach. To bridge this gap, Markus considered a long-standing tradition amongst cultivators nearing advancement: Closed-Door Cultivation. Usually, the phrase…-
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Part of the reason why Guy succumbed to the other Guy's attack was that he had truly given up. His reality was crumbling before him, shattered like a fragile mirror revealing the truth that he had tried to bury in his subconscious. Did he grossly overestimate his influence on the lives of his students in his past life? It was totally possible. The death of Mahima, her younger sister and her mother was a heavy stone bearing down on Guy's heart. Even though his work had changed the lives of far more…
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'Do you enjoy living a passive life?' The other Guy mocked. 'Rolling with the flow, avoiding conflicts, living a life devoid of meaning. A negligible existence.' Guy remained stoic at the barrage of criticisms. 'You don't deserve this second opportunity. You don't deserve The Church. MY CHURCH!' The other Guy continued. 'Look at what you've accomplished with its power? Absolutely nothing!' 'I've assisted my students-' Guy pointed out, however, he was immediately interrupted by his counterpart. 'Have…
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"Do you have the solution prepared, Josie?" Jean directed at Josie who had entered her assistant-state-of-mind. "As you had instructed, Young Miss," Josie responded as she pulled out a metal sealed container to Jean. "I haven't tested it properly yet, unfortunately. However initial trials showed that it works as described." Jean nodded affirmatively and instructed the midwife, "Please close all windows and portals into the room. We will be sanitising the area and cannot allow any foreign…
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"Everyone apart from Josie, please leave the room immediately!" Jean commanded authoritatively. "Oh! And please call the midwife in again." "Umm, Young Miss," Josie interrupted. "Teacher Larks is in a crucial state at the moment." Jean followed Josie's extended finger and saw her Teacher seated in a meditative state in a cross-legged pose. "Is Teacher having a breakthrough?" "It is progressing at a steady but unwavering pace. Teacher Larks appears close to breaking into the External Stage, and at this…
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Jean had experienced the effect of Teacher Larks' special |Soul Imprint| before, many times at that. And each time, she would be more and more impressed by its realism, efficacy, and breadth of coverage. Although Jean did not have another experience to act as a basis of comparison, she was confident that no other Mage could match her Teacher Larks' |Soul Imprint|. From what she heard from Uncle Jeeves and her father, a |Soul Imprint| seldom offers such vivid visions and extrasensory manifestations. It is,…
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A/N: Trigger warning! I do not condone domestic violence in any form (Physical, emotional, etc.) ____ Guy coughed vigorously, as though he were trying to expel an obstinate entity firmly attached in his chest. *COUGH* *COUGH* Guy inhaled deeply and shoved out a large gust of air with a feral retch, nearly getting woozy in the process. *COUGH* "Here, have some water," a concerned voice called out to him as a warm hand rested on his back, gently patting it in an attempt to soothe his…
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"That's crazy! Absolutely not!" Guy denied vehemently. "I won't let you do that. There has to be another way, and we will figure it out." "I'm sure there is, Teacher Larks," Jean affirmed. "But we are short of time here." "Be that as it may, these are TWO lives we are talking about here," Guy redirected. "It's not right." "I know that!" Jean exclaimed all the while sporting an unperturbed face. "The burden weighs heavily on me, Teacher Larks. I know that if I intervene and fail, I will be responsible…
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"Great master Nara!" a man evoked, out of breath. "It's happening, just like you predicted. M-My wife... she-" "-will be fine," Krish finished the man's sentence. "Just do as I've told you, and fetch those three. Go, now! Don't waste time." The man nodded firmly, his gaze filled with certainty and faith even though his heart was blaring in panic. And without an ounce of doubt, the man worked through his exhaustion borne of age and ascended the steps leading to the orphanage. "I don't get it," Marie…
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Jean retrieved a notebook from her satchel and started going through a data table at an opened page. "This batch will contain an equal mixture of Carathian Poppy and Enduring Lotus seed oil," she indicated as she poured in a phial from its stand into the milky solution in the cauldron. "That's a lot of vitality!" Al commented. "Are you sure that's safe for mortals?" Jean nodded and highlighted, "We've measured the concentration well. It will ultimately get diluted once infused into soap bars.…
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