Christopher Martin
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A/N: I want this novel to be a bit of a slow burn, so the mc won't be super op by age 5. He will get powers, but he'll have to be careful and clever about what he goes for. ********** 1995 New York City Hospital It was cold. Why am I cold? I tried to move around to see if I left the windows open again but found I couldn't move my body. What the hell?! I tried to look around but my eyes weren't opening. Okay..what the fuck is happening?! Trying not to panic I felt something grasp my head and slowly…-
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The sunlight bore down on the Palace of the Sun with heightened intensity bringing warmth and illuminating everything the rays kissed - all except for one particular courtyard of the extended wing which was drenched in dreary shadows borne of overgrown shrubbery. The garden of this courtyard was unkempt, suffering from years of neglect and avoidance and had risen to blanket the only building positioned in the vicinity completely... or at least that was how it was supposed to appear. If one took the time to…-
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I discuss various things about my little project with the old man for at least a few hours before realizing the rest of the event has come to an end. At which point I just give a mental shrug and continue talking with him all through the night into the next day. Then I finally finish up and head to the meeting place for the final event of the wedding celebration. The surprise event. One that they told me not to use my senses to sneak a peak even though I easily could. And I can’t help but smile a wide…-
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“You remember that time when Michael was accused of making his own harem?” Emily says, poking fun at her brother as always with that wide, sneaky smile on her face. And making said brother blush in the process. Meanwhile everyone around the grill here laughs amidst the fireworks exploding above us. Fireworks made from a Guardian so that they look even more splendid than any other fireworks I’ve ever seen before. “Oh, yeah? Then what about how clingy you used to be with Scarlet? Do you remember…
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I spend several more minutes considering the subject before Gramps pats me on the head and says I should go join the others and enjoy the reception instead of getting stuck in my head. So I do just that. I spend the rest of the reception laughing and talking with Belle, Arthur, and everyone else. Then the first day of their little wedding ceremony comes to a close and the second day starts. Leaving me just kinda sitting on a foldable beach chair sipping a tropical smoothie in a two-piece swimsuit. Albeit…
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"Arthur Barnes, do you take Arabellia Silvester to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" the Guardian and priest in charge of the Holy Relic Association that happens to also take on wedding reception jobs since religion died out asks from his place at the front of the large hall within the Demon King’s Palace. The man looks every bit the priest, albeit with some…
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Over the course of the next couple of months, I slowly get used to day to day life outside of my mind space again. I talk with my friends and family with them all visiting at least once a day, I get to know little Ryan, and I even supervise the training of some of my friends and Aria. With Aria being more than a little excited by the prospect of showing off how much stronger she’s gotten. Which is a lot stronger. At this point she’s already Class IV. A really fast improvement speed considering the…
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After I catch up with Aria a bit, everyone leaves the house to go handle whatever business they have to deal with right now. Whether it’s both my parents having to deal with official political stuff related to my return, Gramps preparing stuff on Tartarus, or even Belle and Arthur having to finally begin preparations for their marriage ceremony. With Belle being more than a little excited about it all. I feel a little sorry for Arthur, judging by how motivated she seemed. Possibly even a little too…
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The next few hours end up being rather hectic. Mostly with me going through and explaining everything. Talking about my fight with the Voided Overlord, my beating him, then my recovery time afterwards, and finally, explaining who Shirou is. Also the fact that she’ll be living with me for the time being. Then we move onto their turn. And they spend even longer explaining to me everything that’s happened in the past two decades. Some of which – the majority of the important things – I’ve already…
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A brief pause ensues, confusing both me and Tar. Only for Shirou to reach out and pull Tar to her own chest in a hug while calmly saying, I stare for a few seconds, before deciding to leave them be as I focus on Earth again. Let’s see… at least the religions aren’t as strong on Earth as they are on other planets. Although Tartarus is very much into the religions. Which means I won’t be making any public appearances there for a good while. I focus on searching the universe for any real threats…
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