Christopher Thomas
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Abyss slowly opened his eyes, which had a tinge of old age. He was sitting alone in his room in Fang's Martial Arts School. There was a wooden desk in front of him, which was completely empty. The room was colored on a hue of yellow, coming from the lamp, which was hanging from the ceiling. There was a separate room, which was a bathroom, which consisted of a sink, toilet, shower, and bathtub. *Tap* *Tap* Abyss' index finger kept tapping the wooden desk; it was only sound coming in the room,…-
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Journey of Abyss Nightside lasted for decades. Starting from a young age, he trained, trained, trained, and trained until he rose to the top of the younger generation. Tales of first-ever Half-Divinity Talent holder spread wide and far. But, criticism followed. No one expected a young Abyss to reach high heights, and many didn't want to. At the age of 15, he became very famous for his unique mindset and for his strength. He reached Martial Commander at the tender age of 15, and it only took him…
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30 years ago. A black-haired young man with messy hair and boredom on his attractive face was walking in the streets, towards the unknown. The streets were bustling with citizens of every age; some were with their families, some with their lovers, and some with their friends. Only this black-haired young man was alone. With his hands on his pockets, he looked delinquent, which caused everyone who came across him to avoid him like the plague. It didn't help that he was wearing a black leather jacket and…
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1 week later. *Bam!* *Smack!* Grandmaster Fang with his beautiful yellow eyes looked at the scene in front of him with slight smile, filled with fascination. He was currently standing in the doorway, which leads to the dojo, and currently, the dojo was occupied by single person. A black-haired young man was striking a padded striking pole with his upper body naked. His gaze was only locked at the striking pole in front of him, with his fist every now and then, striking it powerfully. Every…
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Somewhere in Damio, a certain hill had massive structures, with a stone wall covering almost 1 kilometer of the radius with a majestic-looking palace in the middle. Currently, most of the palace was dark and quiet, except the front yard, which had a massive bonfire lit up with over a hundred individuals gathered. The sky was dark as the moon was creeping in behind the clouds. On top of the palace-like building. A sign was noticeable enough to see a kilometer away. Even in the darkness, it was…
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''Hmph.'' Len snorted and put the bo-staff into a thrusting stance, ready to end this sparring match with one swift attack. ''Go, Senior Brother Len!'' The young boys and girls around the bonfire cheered loudly, while the ones who were still higher in ranking compared to Len watched in silence. Grandmaster Fang and Abyss sat next to each other and looked at the match with concentrated gazes. Ichiro grabbed the staff tighter and made the first move in the match. He did a simple step forwards with…
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In the large massive front yard. A bonfire was lit up as hundreds of individuals were gathered around it; most of them were chatting with each other, and some even looked intimate with their boyfriends or girlfriends. The sky was pitch dark, which made the front yard look very comfy with the help of a bonfire. Some distance away from the bonfire, two figures were sitting around a small table. ''A-Ah, everything hurts!'' Aether cried out with his whole figure in pain. He was rubbing his painful…
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*Smack* *Smack* *Smack* Ichiro's hands rhythmically entered the cauldron and struck the sand inside. In and out, he repeated the same motion hundreds of times before his hands started having signs of skin ripping off, but he didn't mind the sudden spike in pain. He stopped for a split second before continuing once again. The sound of shouts came from the outside, while the dojo had one sound, only one. The sound of flesh smacking against coarse sand and to many, it could be a disgusting…
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''Four directions… That will make things easier.'' Ichiro trailed his finger on the coarse paper and turned to the seventh page, which actually has four moves ready to be first techniques for Four directions. ''First Direction of Attack… Iron Lance!'' Ichiro looked at his hand and clenched it tightly, he turned his gaze back to the notebook, and there were massive lines of texts which described Iron Lance and how to make the technique stronger. ''My hands need to be more durable and stronger…''…
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''Mmm…'' A black-haired girl started making sounds as her eyes slowly opened to only see a dimly lit room with little light coming from the curtains. Her vision started getting clearer and finally saw an empty bed with a small letter on a pillow. ''Hmm… Letter?'' Azura rubbed her eyes one more time and moved her body towards the pillow as she grabbed the latter and started reading it. At first, she couldn't make sense of any of the words, but soon it started getting clearer, and she could…
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