Elizabeth Moore
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Looking down, he found nothing. But nothing ever is fine actually and ignoring those small sensations would be foolish of Maxim. It was for this reason, that Maxim walked among the tortured bodies of the dead. He can see the pain on their face and the agony they must have suffered before death. He can even feel the dread of these men, as they were forced to meet an early end to their life. And sad to say, he can even relate to them. These images, these scenes from the past awakened memories of the…-
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The worst was the humidity. "Come and sit there." Maxim pointed at the giant magical circle in the middle of the room, where Adam can see two different places of sitting. "As I have said before, your job is to act as my eyes," Maxim said while sitting in the middle of the bigger circle while pointing toward the smaller one and gesturing to him to sit down. As he said. "But not in reading, it's while dreaming." In this world, there are many things that remain unknown even after all of the lands…
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Due to exams, I can't maintain proper release schedule without messing up the story itself(won't speak about my quality. I know pretty bad, grammar wise.) So I will be on a break for 2 more days... it might extend depending on what happens after exams(celebration/party stuff) And i would only be able to write chapters for my contracted novel. Though I would say, I love to write this novel a lot more. Its pretty fun from my perspective. I like my characters in it a lot. You can ask questions relating…
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It's been a few days since Marshall Maisel came to the city that took his son away from him. But with his nature, it was harder to show any care for it. His son was a disappointment anyways and he can make another one, a better one with his wife if he went home. He was truly a heartless and focused individual. Or so what many thought. But the truth was slightly different, much to my surprise. Since coming to this city, Maisel has never slept. During the day, he carries on his act, and at night.…
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My hand did something outstanding when it died. "A loach was in your mind. And it probably escaped." The disgust and anger in Remira's voice were very apparent. If looks can kill, my hand would have died another thousand times. But death is only a one-time deal, it won't happen again and again. Only a few lucky ones like me can survive that ordeal. Because of it, there are many that wish to learn my method and how I became what I am today. And I am attracted to those people as well, they are…
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To most, I remain unheard and unseeable. Living between the lines of reality and dreams. living in the walls and moving in the sewers. Listening to people, watching their actions, and feeling their desires. There is love, in those feelings and unprecedented greed as well. Though most of the time I find the denizens of my city a bit bored. Well, who wouldn't be in their situation? The amount of people that actually get to live the way they want is very little, while most of the population just…
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"Little Hunter, a child is dead. And not just a child, but a child of a hero. This is not something you can take lightly or be distracted from. What if the clues that you chose to ignore had been cleaned by the criminals already?" These words might sound like a warning, but to Remira, these were nothing more than words that mocked her foolishness. It was as if the thief was teaching on why he had stolen her belongings, condescendingly. Which made Remira's frustration show up on her forehead. It's…
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Put the rest out of misery. Such simple words, but the moment the boy heard this, his hands shook a bit. It was not like he hadn't been killed before, it was why he was trained to begin with. But these were the people he had gone through those nightmares with. It was the long-lost sense of connection that he felt at the moment. A feeling of belonging that he had forgotten about. But to the boy's anguished heart, he knows that what his handler said was correct. These companions of his were…
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It wasn't hard for Farhad's father to obtain a warrant after he pushed the mayor somewhat in his meeting. As even if Kairut Lucian might hold heavy prestige in the City of Durum. At the end of the day, he still remained a headmaster of an academy. And nothing more than that. The prestige of an archemage was long forgotten by many in the sorcerer circle, now all they waited for was his death. And why should they give respect to the wishes of a dying old man when there was a hero requesting something.…
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The life of an individual might be boring and uneventful, but the same was not true for the world as a whole. Stories were playing out in many places all at once. And some of these stories were interesting, while others boring with no appeal to them at all. In this backward world where magic has impeded the growth of most technology, the dissemination of knowledge was harder. The ignorant masses were everywhere, making stupid mistakes that starts complete wars among parties. But what am I even…
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