Daniel Garcia
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The hunter was definitely perceptive, looking at him intently, "I'll take you to one of the major port cities and help you get back to Milligarde–one of the captains owes me a few favors, anyway. In exchange, I want your help taking down this monster." "Sorry, but you said this thing was a Cataclysm-rank threat, right? Don't you think that's a bit of a lopsided exchange?" Emilio told him, facing him properly. As he said that, he could tell as it was written on the veteran hunter's face: even as stoic…
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Through some dangerous obstacles of terrain, such as having to swing over a pit of quicksand and navigate through a basin of snakes, he found his way out of the jungle after walking throughout the entire day and night cycle. "...Hff…" Pushing past the boundaries of the colossal trees, he dropped to his knees as he was free from the overbearing jungle, sitting upon a field of grass as he caught his breath. The rain continued falling as he looked up towards the large, clay walls before him. 'I made…
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Though he felt disgusted by it, the motivation both to live not just for himself, but the driving force of finding his way through the foreign continent and back to his family brought him to act. "Cook it for me, please," he quietly requested. Manifesting beside him was the spherical, lesser spirit of fire that glowed in response to his asking, unleashing a small spray of fire that thoroughly cooked the wriggling millipede until it finally stopped moving. Even after it had stopped moving around and had…
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While sitting beneath the downpour in the colossal jungle, a gargantuan creature passed across the clearing in front of him, moving but a couple meters across from him. It resembled a rhino with a brown-and-black hide, stomping forth. The massive, singular horned creature chewed on grass for a few minutes before continuing on its way, moving with weight that caused small tremors through the mud. "—" He silently watched. His heart was a contradiction; it felt empty yet filled with dense emotions of…
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"Comet," Cassian said. "Those sparkling flames! Every moment, they burn away the space they touch, contracting and contracting and contracting it! Just by existing for long enough, it'll continue shrinking space until the world collapses! It's the ultimate manifestation of Entropy! A hallmark of the end!" Comet laughed. "Comer!" Cassian yelled. It seemed the attention of the maddened, girly-boyish figure was acquired as they tilted their head with a smile, "Hm?" "I can't handle him while holding back.…
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"I didn't…No…This wasn't…" Emilio couldn't form a sentence. Falling back, Treyna's body slid free from his arm, leaving a gaping hole in her stomach as Emilio caught her in his arms, dropping down to a knee as he held his mother desperately. "Hold on…! I'll heal you! I can fix this…Mother…!" Emilio screamed as tears trailed down his cheeks. Summoning his healing magecraft, pushing out mana through his body with such intensity it felt as though he may explode from the pressure, he tried to…
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Cassian looked over at the androgynous figure, "Comet…You're saying I'm slacking off, but it's your job to transport our target. What have you been doing while I held him here?" The figure that was feminine yet seemed boyish at the same time jumped off of the gate, "I was checking for sweets, of course! Anyway, this is "Emilio Dragonheart"? He's not as burly as I expected." Emilio was perplexed by what was happening around him, unfamiliar with the goals or affiliations of the two strangers who seemed…
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Even though he was encased in the vastly powerful fifth stage of his system, what he sensed from the aura that was no longer suppressed by the trenchcoat-wearing man made goosebumps form along his body. A bountiful emptiness, yet filled with a darkness that went past the absence of light or sight; it was the complete deprivation of life. That ageless depth of nothingness bore itself through a darkness interlaced with forgotten souls, surrounding Cassian with something that transcended bloodlust. It made…
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"Fiiiiireball–!" This time as Everett attempted to use the element of fire, Julius had joined them outside to watch after practicing some sword swings. Of course, Julius didn't have anything to add, only instead trying to hold back laughter at the result: a tiny ember "poofed" out from in front of Everett's finger. "One-out-of-ten," Emilio judged. "Maybe next time?" Celly tried to assure. That was the first and last day that Everett tried to learn magecraft while Julius was around–a totally…
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"Academy teaches a lot about the history of mages, especially those who wrote recognized grimoires," Celly told him with a smile. Somehow, the words of the half-elf reminded him of the friend he had that was currently studying in a mage academy. "Academy, huh?" He remarked. "You have a friend that recently got into an academy, right? Honestly, I always thought you'd end up entering one," Celly asked. He nodded, "Melisande—she had a lot of potential when we traveled together. I bet she's kicking butt…
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