David Thompson
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Bee stood above the remains of the two skeletons while Void absorbed them. She panted raggedly, barely able to catch her breath. This last encounter had been the most challenging fight yet. Sure, she felt like she was improving as they progressed, but her opponents seemed to be improving even faster. She had gotten an initial boost of competence from her skill, but since then, the speed at which she improved had drastically slowed down. She wasn't gaining levels as quickly as when they first entered the…-
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Beatrice rattled off her skill options. They sounded pretty exciting, actually. However, they were very different from the ones I had received before. Broom Proficiency, Prayer Leader, and Intimidation. Intimidation seemed valuable for avoiding conflict. I had even used it once. Not the skill, of course, but I had intimidated those outside humans pretty well. I wasn’t sure I enjoyed it, but I couldn’t deny its utility. Still, I wasn't convinced that Beatrice would need it. Sure, it might help her to…
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We reached the wall across from the entrance exactly 2,101 ft later. That made this room much longer than it could have been tall; it was more of a hallway sized for giants. It wasn't until I saw Beatrice looking carefully at the cubbies that I realized something was inside. They were skeletons, quiet, sleeping, and apparently once-living humans. I was thrilled that they weren't trying to attack us. The numbers would have been quite troublesome to deal with, but for some reason, they seemed to be peaceful.…
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Paying attention to Beatrice again, I noticed that she was watching me. "Shall we continue, master? Are we a little desperate and in need of some despair?" Beatrice smirked. I gave a light tinkling chime. I was glad she was developing a sense of humor. I think this was the first joke she had ever told me. It wasn't as good as a pun, but it made my motor feel warm inside. However, I think it might be an excellent opportunity to teach her about expectations. See, one should always appreciate how much…
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Bee was fascinated by the wall carvings. It felt like she could keep staring at them for ages and still find things to be in awe at. In fact, she wasn't entirely sure how long she had been staring at them. Void hadn't interrupted her. It must have been only a few minutes, then. Still, she felt something. Some connection to these stories they were telling. After getting so wrapped up in the first one, she improved at inspecting them while walking by. Still, each was a masterpiece, and they grew…
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It had been easy getting into the castle. Matthew had made it without any real issues. However, now that he was here, he wasn't having a good time. When he first made it in, everything seemed quiet. Now he was running for his life. A man-sized chunk of stone and earth was barrelling down the hallway toward him. A hulking earth demon, lumbering after him, moving deceptively quick with its long strides. He could have probably taken it alone, but it wasn't alone. There was a pack of four behind him. It…
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I started coming to terms with this hidden world of germs. The implications of a layer of grime invisible to my kind were staggering. The consequences were far-reaching, and it would take me time and a decent amount of effort to fully understand the scope of the issue. The first things to consider were the immediate and first-order consequences. Considering that I had never gotten sick, I assumed I was safe from germs. My human creators likely considered this threat during my creation, even if I hadn't…
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Beatrice set me down gently at the top of the stairs. I watched her head off toward the library. Apparently, the library was a place specifically meant to store the fancy blocks, and those fancy blocks were called "books." I wasn't exactly sure why, but Beatrice insisted that she bring some books with us to explore beyond the banded iron door. Of course, if she really wanted to, I wouldn't stop her. Maybe she needed them for moral support? I appreciated art too, but it seemed strange to carry it with us.…
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I had cleaned the rug dozens of times by the time my mind finally settled. The world had just become a much more complicated place. But I would have to deal with it. I had responsibilities to meet and duties to perform. So I went to see if Beatrice was done charging. I actually met her on my way to the library. She was just coming out of one of the doors leading to a room with cages. I hoped she hadn't been pushing herself by cleaning too much yet. She needed maintenance before returning to her more…
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Now that she had some time to herself, Bee scanned the shelves for more books that might be useful. Considering what had just happened, she resolved to find something to help her defend herself better. However, Bee wasn't sure if that meant focusing on a self-defense combat book or researching recipes she could use in combat. She had plenty of primary resources for alchemy but needed more advanced ones. Really Bee just needed to explore the rest of the castle. She remembered seeing some of the more…
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