Daniel Garcia
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As he felt his heart twist inside of his chest, delaying his own breathing even as he stood there, he couldn't help but find something ironic about the words spilled by Krimjaw. 'That makes two of us though, Krimjaw. In the grand scheme of things, my life doesn't matter, either. However, if you can abandon all self-preservation, if you can do just that, the things you can accomplish are amazing,' Jin thought. "I fail to see what you have that's worth smiling for," Krimjaw said. "Nothing," Jin said,…
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"I see you." The pale-skinned man with goggles suddenly spoke out in a low, ominous tone. There was nobody else in the room he could be speaking to, saying those words with his back turned to the man skulking in the shadows. Even though he has yet to make a single sound, nor become visible to the figure, he felt as though eyes were on him, as if being watched intently. 'He sensed my presence?' Jin realized. Krimjaw didn't bother turning to face him, placing the accursed heart and liver onto a circular…
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Swimming through the shadows that danced down on the black, metallic floor of the warehouse quarters, he caught up with the two, masked low-ranking members who carried the mysterious jars. This led him into an area past the warehouse, quietly lurking behind the two as a single bridge expanded over a vast canyon. '--What is this?' He thought. For a moment, he stopped when walking onto the metallic bridge, looking down at the abyss below, finding it even more unbelievable just what sort of vastness the…
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"Hff…" Standing in the repugnant tunnel, the silver-haired man held his chest, breathing out as he could feel the health of his heart deteriorating with his pulse becoming erratic. 'My whole life is flashing before my eyes. That's not a good sign, is it? Funny how that works,' he thought. "—" Something dunked into the water, causing it to ripple around his boots as he witnessed something moving beneath the surface. Sifting through the murky waters that persisted through the tunnel, the man…
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As he slowly lifted his head in shock, still clutching his small sister close to him and hiding her face against his chest, he looked up to find that the cultist had dropped his bloody dagger to the ground. "...How…fascinating…" The cultist mumbled as crimson liquid oozed from his split neck. It was a confusing sight at first, but as the maddened figure collapsed to the ground, dying instantly, another figure was seen standing behind the cultist's body. Puffing smoke from the cigar between his…
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Sitting behind a set of rocks, a half-elf man dressed in dark garments peeked from beyond his cover, looking upon a structure in the near distance that exuded a terrible aura; it was a pitch-black fortress, hidden behind a stretch of mist, locked away in a forsaken land. The castle was enormous, reaching high into the abyssal skies, looming over with a disgusting feeling that oozed from it. The winds natural to the "Godless Continent" were abhorrent, carrying the smell of death with a sweeping chill that…
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"Spatial magic," Emilio uttered out upon realization. "Huh–?" Celly reacted in surprise. "You're kidding, right? I've heard about it, but that stuff is just hypotheticals and all that, right?" Excelsior added in. As they looked towards the arena with great curiosity, the smile that was on Sirius' lips did not disappear. The lightning-wielder's black-and-gray, military uniform shifted with an odd wind as the pristine buttons on his coat shined off of the cerulean light. This time, it was Bastian who…
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"About time that repugnant air left you, yes." The words of the small, but high strung girl met his ears as he looked over, seeing the platinum-haired spirit standing by his bedside with her arms folded over her chest. "Yeah?" Emilio looked at her. Hextrice glanced at him, "The air of a self-pitying man is a nauseating one to have to breathe in, yes. It's good that you're finally back to your normal self—as annoying as that self might be, that is." "Thanks," Emilio playfully responded. An easy night…
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Julius couldn't help but smile somewhat as he embraced his son, "You may be bigger than me now, but you're still my boy. Don't try to bear these burdens alone. I'm here for you. We all are." "That's right," Celly added. Everett gave a thumbs-up, "'Course! I've always got your back, Emilio!" "We're family," Irene assured him. "You guys…" Emilio said. As he could feel the warmth of tears in his eyes, he was surprised as he felt another embrace from behind as another joined in the hug, making it a…
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As the man bolted straight towards him, the azure coalescence was finished as Emilio held it forward, releasing it as it unleashed a colossal beam of condensed, draconic flames straight towards the Stormheart. The massive beam of heat carved across the valley, parting the grass and mud and invoking a cloud of steam from the collision of rain droplets and supreme fire. Emilio released the attack, looking forward as an entire chunk of the summit field had been carved away, surrounded by a tunnel of steam…
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