David Garcia
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With his hands crossed beneath his back, Konrad stepped forward. Vast star force that stood leagues above Adalwin’s or Hubert’s swirled around the Guardian as it adopted its battle stance and aimed its spear at Konrad. "Although you have the looks, demeanor, and personality, you don’t have the foundation." Konrad commented following a brief assessment, without stopping his walk. A flame-red star beam shot from the Guardian’s spear to barrel into Konrad. He didn’t avoid it, and the star…-
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Across the Infernal and Celestial Realms, legions of deities rose and cast their eyes toward the turbulent sky. "Natural disasters do not occur within the higher realms. That is...unless a nephilim is born." Said one Deva God while gazing at the thunderstorm descending from the sky. "After one million years, did another pair of impudent youngsters commit the Forbidden Act? No...this is...different." While the birth of nephilims always caused celestial phenomenon, they hardly, if ever, brought…
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Meanwhile, Konrad sat crossed legged above the Tribulation Valley with nine pairs of white light wings spreading from his back. A ring of the same color stood above his head, and a lotus bloomed within. As the lotus fully blossomed, it vanished, reappeared by Konrad’s side, and turned into an exact replica of him. This was his first Pure Self. And since he majored in both the martial and spiritual paths, it could use both spells and arms. Thus, he’d officially completed the first step of…
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Within one of the imperial palace’s secret chambers, Adalwin, Amalia and a third man stood before a floating mirror within which an old paragon spirit in white cassock sat crossed-legged. "Old friend, was the situation not dire, I would not have contacted you. If you don’t help me, I’m afraid my entire lineage faces destruction." Adalwin began. While Olrich’s current whereabout was unknown, it wasn’t his existence that caused Adalwin fright. Instead, it was the steadily recovering Yvonne…
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During the thirty-sixth incarnation, as Konrad climbed the ladder of society, the belief that one couldn’t have it all slowly ingrained itself within his mind. That the cost of standing above all was, perhaps, too much to bear, and not worth the result. His beliefs wavered, and he instinctively started retreating. But as he backpedaled, an invisible force blocked his retreat. That force contained his unwillingness to be at the mercy of anything besides his self. That force, the root of his ambition,…
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Splitting two red mountains and allowing the passage of a glittering, emerald river, in a world of magic and wonders, the Tribulation Valley wouldn’t have seemed that peculiar, were it not for the oppressive fate power lying within. Even while hovering above the mountains, Konrad could feel that oppressive force surround him from all side, and establishing an unauthorized connection to his depraved soul. His eyes lowered onto the emerald river below and recalling the old man’s words, he began a…
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"Hum, Hum. Having obtained extensive knowledge and countless arts from the infernal souls, you will have to try hard to impress me." Konrad stated, following a relatively loud throat clearing. "I will give you three. Each, with four layers. First, Seer’s Vision. Only Origin Sight wielders can cultivate this ability. On top of Origin Sight’s own skills, it allows you to see through all mirages, and grasp the memories, past and all possible futures of your target. Everything they are and all…
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Malkam, Talroth’s eldest. It wasn’t the first time Konrad heard of him. According to the Flame Mark, he was more than one million years old and stood at the pinnacle of the Infernal Realm. This alone was enough to show the profundity of his current cultivation. And apparently, he loathed half-breeds. Meanwhile, according to Lena, following the twins’ birth, Marduk went mad and attempted to murder Malkam...but miserably failed. Clearly, the Infernal Founder had always remained a lucid man. Why then…
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While Konrad’s sword hanged above Marduk’s torso, the hologram of a thirteen years old girl with mid-long golden curls appeared beside him. Dressed in a simple white robe, that girl looked like a perfectly carved doll that would undoubtedly grow into a riveting beauty. But right now, rancor and indignation twisted her otherwise flawless face. "Oh? So, you’re really just a brat?" Konrad rhetorically asked while rubbing his beardless chin with his free hand. "Since when did you know?"…
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Restlessness. Deep, relentless restlessness welled up within the system’s soul as Konrad sacked the Infernal Cult Leaders’ graves while humming his merry tune. The third leader, the fifth, the fourth, the seventh, the ninth, and the sixth. One after another surrendered their corpses, blood, organs, and legacies for him to harvest. Eleven coffins remained, and it went without saying that finding the Infernal Cult Founder’s was only a matter of time. Landing on another coffin, Konrad pushed open…
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