Daniel Thompson
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13
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The constant swaying of the carriage and the sickening smell of human feces broke Alice out of her quick nap. She lifted her aching body off the floor and sagged against the frigid wooden walls. Only a few rotten holes in the walls allowed for airflow, giving her a sense of time. However, judging from the moonlight, it was definitely still nighttime. “Ugh.” Alice buckled over to throw up, but nothing came out. Her rumbling stomach refused to offer her anything other than some foul-smelling spit that…
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Time was running out, and there wasn’t a goblin tribe in sight. Since Victor had to turn off his Annihilating Aura while following the goblin, his stats were in free fall as he couldn’t top them up by conducting mass extinction on the insects in the near vicinity and harvesting easy stat points. As a result, he ran on borrowed time and constantly checked his status with a nervous twitch, ready to toggle his Annihilating Aura the second he got too close to death—which was an odd thought since he was…
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A creature lurked outside a world’s barrier in a golden lightning cage within the vast void. It had remained lifeless for a long time, constantly in stasis of existence. The ethereal whispers of the void couldn’t awaken the creature from its eternal slumber. Titanic horrors that shouldn’t exist casually floated by with curious glances with their many eyes that had seen the birth and death of stars. The old ones knew to avoid it, and the younglings would soon learn. The cage was in a constant state…
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“Another trash novel finished. Guess I’ll leave a three-star rating.” Victor was a regular reader of any and all reincarnation light novels on TrashNovels.com and actively moderated the site. “Right time for my one-thousandth review on this shitty website.” While pondering what to write, Victor reached over to retrieve a potato chip and leaned back into his chair. There was a slight creaking sound as the chair defied his weight. “Darn chair, need to get a new one,” Victor grumbled as his…
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Two days pass while my friends and the Templars try to fix up the city a little. Well, no, we mostly spend that time chasing after the undead and a few necromancers that have hidden away. The actual cleaning mostly comes from the civilians we’ve found in the docks who seem... well, one part downtrodden because of everything that happened, but one part hopeful now that they’re free once more. On the same night that we took out Getorix, I made a point to stand on the walls near the docks and used a few…
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“I have a lot of work for you,” Luciana said. The Dark goddess was talking to her daughter and her daughter’s two best friends. The girls were standing... somewhat at attention--though really, they didn’t have the bearing or decorum to really call their postures ‘at attention’--across from Luciana’s throne. Semper, meanwhile, was lounging on a seat set to the side, close enough to Luciana’s throne that someone well-versed in historical monarchy etiquette might have drawn the conclusion…
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I meet Commander Nunez with a big, kinda goofy grin, and I really couldn’t care any less if he thinks I’m a bit weird for it. My heart’s still beating at a million thumps a minute, even though I haven’t moved all that much, and I feel extra floaty. The commander has come around with a good number of his Templars. Some on horseback, a few others on foot. It’s clear from the undead gore staining their armour that they’ve been busy guys lately. “Hello,” I say. He nods to me from the top of…
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My cheeks are fire as I laugh. It sounds a bit high-pitched to me, and I can’t meet Esme’s eyes as I giggle. “Yeah, how wild is that,” I say. Then Felix grabs me by the shoulder and half turns me. She doesn’t look happy. Her eyes are determined and her lips are pursed. “No,” she says. “No?” I repeat. She shakes her head, then points to Esme. “No.” “No what?” Esme asks. Felix gets up, then takes a deep breath. “Lily, Bianca, can you finish that idiot off and make sure…
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“Esme!” I shout. “Oh? Did I kill your fri--” the jerk-face soon-to-be-dead necromancer starts. He stalls as Felix rips the air out of his mouth and his eyes bulge. Then he dodges back as Bianca sends a wall of roiling fire straight at him. His abomination jumps between him and the fire, shielding him from the worst of it before he brings some water around and splashes the flames out. “Esme!” I scream again as I dart across the floor. Bianca’s over her already, hands pressing down against…
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Valeria frowned. There was something wrong. She was in the library, in the little nook she had with her friends. Across from her, Felix and Esme were sitting on one of the bigger, more plush couches. Esme was laying back, her head resting on Felix’s lap and her legs splayed out over the back of the couch in a pose that would probably lead her to complaining about her back later. Felix was smiling to herself as she ran a hand through Esme’s hair, the other was holding onto a book. They weren’t the…
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