Christopher Martin
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I let out a lazy yawn as I continue lying down in the middle of a frozen wasteland in the Arctic while letting the zombies around me take turns chomping on me. All Class IV zombies, of course. And only with me periodically cutting my arms with my own claws to open up wounds for them to get into. Seeing as they can’t actually pierce my skin and all. It’s a good thing these undead are almost all unintelligent. They make for a rather nice boat of corruption to get that achievement with. Although I will…-
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“Hello everyone, I am Megumi Faltz here with the latest war update!” Megumi exclaims with a bright smile on her face and her microphone held to her face as she stands next to a board with a screen showcasing the current state of the frontlines. “As you all know, it’s been two months since the ceasefire ended and the war resumed, and since then, we’ve been seeing a vast improvement in our own side of the war thanks to our beloved Princess!” On the screen, the millions of viewers around the…
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There is only one nation. The Terran Republic. The Terran Republic: Splits the people between three classes, in three Tiers of city. Tier 1 cities are full of wonderous buildings, many of which are skyscrapers seemingly touching the skies. The public transportation is through magi-tech trains that travel almost as fast as the speed of sound. The cities are guarded by the best of the best in terms of Guardians, most of whom are bloodline Guardians whose family is made up of Guardians as well, and each and…
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Amelia smiles as she watches her daughter testing out her new power on the devices in Amelia’s training room. A training room far more advanced than any she’s sure her daughter has ever seen before. Simply because it combines Earth technology and Blood Runes, with work combining the efforts of the greatest magi-tech engineer on Earth and the greatest enchanter on Tartarus. And the sight of her daughter’s new power – power that would win out over demons of over fifty levels above her – makes it…
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In the end I do as the general suggests and find Amelia. Which doesn’t take very long considering I can smell pretty much anyone and everyone within a very large radius around this base, not to mention hear everything. A rather unpleasant factor of my advancement only dampened a bit by the fact that I have more control over it. Since I can lower my sensitivity. Good thing too, considering the fact that base or not, we’re still near the frontlines. Even if there’s a ceasefire right now. And…
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The first one is as expected. Warning! This is a universal notification! Same with the second one. Warning! This is a universal notification! The third one isn’t one I necessarily expected but knew might be a possibility. Warning! This is a universal notification! And the last one is a little surprising. Warning! This is a universal notification! Which brings my total number of etched skill slots to ten. Which is more than I really need if I’m being honest. Speaking of etched skill slots,…
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This time I set up the portable bath I got from Gramps in my own room, since it’s far better than any baths we have here on Earth. Something that I have Leonidas and his Blood Runes to thank for. And unlike the other times I’ve ascended, I just go right into it, not hesitation one single bit. Then, just like the ascension to Class IV, that extremely uncomfortable and also painful feeling returns. The one where it feels like my body is covered entirely in paper cuts. But unlike with the ascension to…
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Blue simply walks up to me after arriving in a splash of water and says, “Ask for my help three times and I will assist you.” Then he nods his head and turns around, beginning to walk away. I blink in surprise at how abrupt his words were before shrugging, deciding that it’s normal for him. What isn’t normal though is how he pauses after taking a few steps, glances behind himself at me, and opens his mouth to say, “And…” But he doesn’t say any more than that. He just looks slightly unsure…
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“Heya little pup,” he says, still smiling. Although I can tell that he doesn’t have as much enthusiasm as this personality normally has. “Looks like you’re awake. Did ya sleep well?” I look him over for a second, finding it a little hard to match the battered and beaten image I have of him during that battle with his image now as I answer, “Yeah. You look worse for wear.” Even though he physically looks better, he just doesn’t seem to have that same spark he had before. And I know…
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