David Martinez
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All important discoveries are made when someone says; ‘This is a stupid idea, but let's do it anyway’. Most spectacular failures are also predated by these exact words but don’t let that stop you from trying! The first ‘this is a stupid idea’ came from Leif. The spriggan had, by mostly luck, come to the admittedly correct decision to hope his newly upgraded could overpower the rampaging death energy within his body in combination with the conversion from . So instead of fighting the power he…
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It charged. Marcus called his gauntlet and retreated clockwise around the chamber. Sieg flooded the floor with as much ice as possible then went counter clockwise. The enslaver didn’t care, it charged right through the field of ice, ignoring both humans and launching itself at Leif. The spriggan didn’t have time to run, he tossed aside his sack of mana shards and raised two sets of arms in a cross before him and triggered . The skill's golden barrier flared to life as gleaming black mandibles went…
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The trio dashed forward, away from the falling stones and towards the terrifying presence. They would have outrun the collapsing tunnel if every step didn’t feel like wading through malevolent molasses. A chunk of ceiling fell from above, Leif instinctually tugged at his newest skill. activated as two arms of ethereal gold erupted from his shoulders. Unlike before the limbs were far more defined, and though they were still far from opaque the skill's projections were distinctly more solid. Leif…
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“Two…” Leif said. After neither man replied for several seconds he hissed and elaborated. “Once… like… you. Person…” In nervousness he checked the progress of his skill fusion. He had consumed several more lesser mana shards over the thirty minutes they had worked. “A person?” Marcus said. “A human? Like me and Sieg?” Leif nodded solemnly. “Memory… distant. Am… Leif. Always… was.” “But how? It doesn’t make sense.” “Don’t… know. I… am… unnatural ”…
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The trembling had finally, blessedly stopped. The lower levels of the Mythhold seemed to be far more intact than what Leif had travelled through to get this far down. After a few minutes of rest Marcus stood up with a groan. “I’ll be fine. Can’t use any active skills for a little bit so lets avoid combat if we can.” Leif and Sieg nodded, the trio moved deeper into the mythhold. To Leif, the sheer scale of this underground structure was staggering, but the other two didn’t seem overly surprised.…
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Goblins came screeching at the trio from all sides, they rushed forwards over a dozen at a time. Purple bolts of power danced through the oncoming tide, goblins fell one by one, fried by Marcus’s skill. Frost condensed around Sieg and icy winds whipped through the arena. Leif didn’t have time to pay any more attention to his companions, he crashed into the green wave and sent small bodies scattering. A punch shattered a skull, a kick burst vital organs. He conjured two short blades of ethereal golden…
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Letlet watched in awe as what he could only assume were gods did battle in and above the ruined streets of the former human city; Pherin. To witness such glorious displays of power was something he had dreamed of ever since he came crawling out of a half destroyed basement. That was three months ago but to Letlet it felt like a lifetime. Which it was, for him at least. The system had only recently bestowed him with a name of power, Letlet had run around telling everyone he could! They had hit him and…
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“I can’t close the maintenance door. It’s like the whole structure is shutting down.” Marcus said as he held up the door key. “And you can’t use your skill?” Sieg asked. “ only helps me unlock things I understand, not lock them again.” Marcus sighed. “The tunnels will be flooded full of goblins in no time, what a shit show. They may even find the hidden exit.” “What…do?” Leif asked as he drained vitality from frozen troll chunks. Sieg looked at Marcus. The shorter man…
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Szesis was The two humans he had caught snooping around had been after the same thing he was. But instead of fighting to the death they had agreed to his proposal of doing his work for him. That had sucked, no entertainment value at all. The second event had been… well, almost alarming. It wasn’t every day you witnessed a member of the Darkwoods roaming around outside their vast territory. He had partially hoped the one he had noticed casually walking through the ruined streets of Pherin had been a…
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Leif flowed from one stance to another. The basic forms flew by and the exercise increased in complexity, speed and overall difficulty. He reached the peak of the intermediate training, from experience if he pushed himself the phantom would ramp up the difficulty again but Leif knew he wasn’t ready. Instead he worked the movements into his muscle memory, and time flew by. His thoughts wandered to what the two humans had told him. It was a lot to take in, but it confirmed a few things. Monster…
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