Daniel Garcia
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"xxx" - dialogue 'xxx' - thoughts (*) on chapter title - gore, extensive use of slurs, smut, anything NSFW Release rate: At least 1 chapter a day. All the missing chapters from that scheduled will be given back in form of bonus chapters once I find time to catch up. Giveaways, events: From time to time I will announce an event that might be connected to the giveaway (of coins/discord nitro or something). The results of the giveaway MAY result in even more bonus chapters. All giveaways take place on…-
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"Ahh…What a colorful place this is, we've only been here two days, but I believe I've just felt one of my lungs collapse–ha-ha…hff!" The man wearing pale, clown makeup with orange hair kept into a ponytail laughed like a jester before coughing up. The clown-faced man caressed the gash on his arm before wrapping it up with a gauze, humming to himself. "Shut it, will ya?" The man with standout red hair said, focusing on the campfire in front of them as he propped up a massive, horned beast's…
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In a world as large as Arcadius, abundant in magic and dangerous entities, many places remained untouched–often for the better. This was none more true than a continent deemed to dangerous not just to inhabit, but also to step foot on; a land where beasts capable of single-handedly decimating kingdoms prowl, one where diseases capable of wiping out mankind fester; an unholy stretch of land that rejects all outsiders. They call this place the "Godless Continent." For those that the punishment…
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With his hand against the colossal, far-spanning dome that served as the protecting exterior for the elven clan within, the Dragonheart expanded his own mana within it, feeling the breathless wind inhabiting the interior. Through the expansion of the young man's bountiful mana, he could sense everything within the closed-off village; it was occupied, but not just by the cold-hearted hunters. The gentle breaths of wind he commanded as an extension of his own senses brushed against elven children that…
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As the lanky hunter finished cleaving through the golems of mud and stone, the Dragonheart snapped his fingers with magical intent. Leaves were parted like buzzing flies, scattering as the air secluded itself from the immediate area of the hunter. Complete stagnation came to that spherical zone, caught within a perimeter of a few meters as the harken froze in place. "Hyuuu—" As rare as a shining diamond, noise left the hostile elf's throat as he suffocated. There was always the same response…
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The silent elf contorted his back in such a way that he was able to look towards the Dragonheart in the middle of his flip, using his free hand to snap his fingers. In that same instant, emerald mana manifested itself into thorny chains that swept around Emilio. 'Magecraft? Wordless, at that–he's skilled,' Emilio thought. "I can do that, too," the Dragonheart muttered. With a flick of his wrist, chains of solidified fire burned into the air, spiraling like a hellish weaving of threads as they…
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Emilio used his lesser spirits to scope out the island for the location of the Harken, or Celly. The region they found themselves in was a vast, luscious plan, covered with boulders that were as plentiful as trees in a forest. "...Haaah…Haaaaah…" Doing his best to follow along the two who never seemed to grow tired, the bumpkin shielder breathed heavily, walking with sloppy steps as he slumped his shoulders. "Hey, guys, mind slowin' down a bit…?" Everett asked, caked in sweat as he…
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This time, Maverick seemed interested in the conversation as his expression hardened. Going off of Sirius' tone, it didn't seem like the person he encountered was one remembered fondly. "Honestly, they weren't exactly human. Looked like an elf to me, but they acted like a beast," Sirius explained, recalling his earlier encounter, "They were dead set on killing me, and honestly, their skill wasn't anything to scoff at. Still, I won without a scratch." "An elf? Never thought them the type to be so…
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A storm of sand ruthlessly pelted against the three men as the gigantic rock itself began to rise, unburying itself from the shore. It felt like a never ending onslaught of life-and-death scenarios within the unforgiving island; the titanus creature unearthed itself, stomping down with its flat hooves of stone as it towered over the three men. It resembled a mix between a tortoise and a horse, clad in a stone exoskeleton with pink flesh exposed beneath certain points; it possessed hair of some kind,…
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The constant fluctuations in temperature were something Emilio found himself having to quickly adjust to, which he did–however, the same couldn't be said for his heavily-armored friend. "H-hey…is it just me, or is it hot? Like…really hot?" Everett asked, walking with slumped shoulders with his tongue out, panting like a dog. Without the constant veil of the trees to block out the sun, its natural warmth beaded down on the three men in its full glory. Across the shoreline, the sand itself…
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