Emily Anderson
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Poison came in many shapes and forms. Jake usually relied on the classic poison in liquid form that he coated his weapons with, but powdered poison was just as normal. Powder had the great properties of being dissolved in water or even burned to create a mist or smoke with toxic properties. If this powder was dissolved in purified water, one could even have a do-it-yourself poison kit. Jake felt like he could quite easily make a powder, and this was one of the things he considered as his final Creation.…-
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”Isn’t it entirely expected a few of his Creations will be entirely hidden even from you? You know how the system is with Bloodlines,” Nature’s Attendant spoke up within the divine watch party living room. ”If I am correct, little Dina must also have submitted some items that were restricted when she did the House of the Architect.” ”She did,” the Wyrmgod confirmed. ”However, it is rare that Nevermore herself shows interest in a Creation. Much less several Creations within a short time…
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If anyone else had seen what the person sitting on the ground with his arcane marble had just done, they likely wouldn’t believe its legitimacy. Certain rules and norms existed that everyone assumed to be true, so it was natural that when someone didn’t play by these rules and decided to make up their own laws for how things worked, no one would take them seriously. However, Jake had never been one to just believe it when someone said something couldn’t be done. Especially not when it came to…
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The submissions of Jake’s two latest Creations went as smoothly as always, with no real surprises. The Architect was good at forcing him to leave once the job was done, not giving him any way to glean more details than she allowed. Jake was fully aware both the transmuted Spirit Orb and the ritual itself weren’t that good Creations, at least not by the standards of Jake being a Chosen. Sure, they were okay Creations and many would be proud of them, but nothing to write home about. In some ways, Jake…
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Jake had done the impossible. Accomplished something that surely deserved a 25% bonus to Nevermore Points simply due to this momentous achievement. As for what kind of miracle Jake had pulled off? He had managed to actually stick to a plan. Three Creations had been planned, and Jake had worked on them without any distractions or random things stealing away his attention. He didn’t even go fuck around in any of the worlds but just hunkered down and did his alchemy, with any expedition he did make highly…
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The silence within the throne room was absolutely deafening. The king, queen, general, and ministers stared at the now broken roof, all unable to utter a single word. Finally, the silence was broken as one of the ministers fell to his knees and muttered: “No, it cannot be… it was meant to be a legend…. how?” This was the very same minister who only days before, claimed that the rumors going around were simply just that: rumors. But who could blame him? Who could possibly believe that such…
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Multi-tasking wasn’t something Jake would consider himself good at, but what he was pretty decent at was switching his hyperfocus between different subjects one at a time. This did result in Jake often forgetting a few of his current projects, but in the House of the Architect, Jake found a cheat: Attendants. They were like super-assistants who didn’t actually wanna assist with anything unless explicitly asked and couldn’t do anything that required any skill. However, what they did do was work as…
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To be stealthy. An ancient art learned by many teenagers with wary parents and creaky floorboards to remain undetected as they were up to no good. That, or because they just needed to go to the bathroom really late in the night and didn’t want to wake anyone up. However, this was but one part of the stealth: the art of avoiding sound. Others were stealthy by melding into the environment through camouflage or even found ways to hide their heat signatures or other traces of their existence. There were…
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Jake had wanted to just focus on making a Grimoire. He truly had. The problem was that he couldn’t just do as he usually did and experiment until he pumped something good out for one simple reason he had kind of forgotten, even if it was expressly mentioned in the skill description. It was only when Jake tried to craft one he brought up the skill description again and was reminded. A cooldown period. Yeah, that one definitely threw a spanner into the works. To make matters worse, the failed Grimoire…
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”So, you’re not angry I had one of your employees act like a test dummy for several weeks? Imagine how many perfectly pristine statues he could have looked like he was cleaning during that time!” Jake joked as he stood in front of the Bound God after having presented his second Creation. “Calling them my employees is not entirely accurate, now is it? They are merely summoned creatures, created to serve a simple function and give ambiance to the House of the Architect,” the Architect answered as…
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