Daniel Jackson
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Fire quietly crackled in a giant fireplace encircled by masterful murals depicting lush trees and life-like animals. The flickering, golden glow gracefully illuminated the expanse of a medium-sized chamber, casting enchanting shadows. RicExquisite tapestries, adorned with opulent green and gold threads, draped elegantly across the walls, and animal pelts were layered over polished stone tiles of the floor, giving it a cozy and warm look. Tia's nerves were getting worse and worse as she counted in her…-
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Tia stood in a small rustic store with a smile plastered on her face, 'Now I need only to wait and spend my gold.' The shelves were laden with an array of treasures - glistening crystals, meticulously crafted brass tools, and jars containing mysterious objects immersed in colorless liquid. The air was heavy with the potent scent of formaldehyde, herbs, and vax, swirling together in an intriguing blend. "What can I offer you, lady manaborn?" An elderly woman with her hair white of age and wrinkles all…
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POV Tia: Tia quietly walked down a wide, paved cobblestone road, the Victorian-era-looking houses built of stone and wood standing on both sides—the elaborate facades adorned with intricate ornaments and small statues added to the opulence of the scene. The sound of horse-drawn carriages filled the air as they galloped past her, their wheels clattering against the cobblestones. As Tia confidently strode down the street, she couldn't help but notice the numerous eyes that constantly ogled her. Her…
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Leaves rustled in the warm summer breeze, with birds chirping high in the green canopies of the tall trees—the warm rays of sunlight passing through. A dead girl in a bloodstained black and white maid outfit lay against the trunk of a tree, an arrow sticking out of her chest. Clutching her in an embrace was the headless corpse of a man, his linen shirt smeared with blood, transforming it from its original white color to a gruesome shade of crimson. Tia felt a surreal detachment from reality, as if…
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Tia stood from her chair, ready to walk out of the cold room, only to freeze at a stern handler's voice. "Give me your gun." The tall, scary woman reached with her hand, holding her palm open, waiting for the gun. 'Is there truly only so little trust in me?' Tia reluctantly reached for her gun, her fingers lingering over it for a few moments, hesitating. "I said, Give it to me." The handler's voice remained calm and detached, just as before, but an underlying hint of menace lurked within its tone,…
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AN: (Alright, from now on, I will post one chapter per day plus bonus chapters for Powerstone goals that I will public later, but for now let's say, one bonus chapter for every 25 ps.) The lifeless form of the muscular man collapsed into a puddle of rainwater, mixed with his own blood and piss, motionless. His neck was bent, chest collapsed, and vacant eyes fixated on an empty horizon. From the ghastly wound in his chest, blood gushed out, while his split skull leaked brain fluid onto the gory concrete…
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A shockwave exploded with a loud bang, sending visible waves through the thick rain. Like a human cannonball, the mountain of muscles shot toward the slender girl standing further away. As he propelled himself forward like a human bullet, an inferno of flames erupted from the man's exposed, bulging muscles, hissing as the raindrops evaporated upon contact with the blazing inferno. Beep! New mission: Objective --> Defeat the Fire super Rewards --> ; 1 EP Ding! // New quest: Collect…
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A few minutes later: A single lightbulb, hanging from the ceiling by a thin wire, cast a feeble glow that illuminated a small, simply furnished room. The once-vibrant green wall paint had faded over time, revealing its age and neglect. The wooden table, desk, and wardrobe that adorned the space were all cloaked in layers of dust, a sign that the room had remained vacant for a long time. Tiariel lay on the bed, her gaze fixated on the ceiling adorned with signs of water damage. Despite the imperfections…
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As Tia stepped cautiously into the store, the warmth enveloped her like a comforting embrace, soothing her from the torment of her drenched and frigid clothes. However, her relief was quickly replaced with concern as she surveyed her surroundings. The interior of the store was a sight of disarray and neglect. Dust particles danced in the air, and the flickering lightbulbs cast eerie shadows across the walls. The shelves were stacked with a haphazard collection of various items. There was no semblance of…
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Staring at her drenched, white pajama, already stained by the dirt of streets, and the wallet packed with credits, a smile crept onto her face. Her eyes lingered on a storefront with bright neon arrows pointing at it. Her only hesitation came from the laughter of hooligans in black leather jackets and mohawks. The empty bottles of vodka lay around them, the smell of alcohol so strong it reached even her. They stood between her and the shop. 'They look like a trouble. However, I need to change my…
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