Emily Anderson
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The five Challenge Dungeons were something many parties attending Nevermore delayed doing for a variety of reasons. Partly because they were naturally easier once you got stronger. Even in the ones where your stats were normalized or reduced, your conceptual comprehension should increase over the decades of doing all the other floors. Another reason many waited was to do the entire Challenge Dungeon at once. Once the seventieth floor was cleared by many groups, they decided, like Jake’s, to tackle them.…-
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If you stood before a rail with a switch in front of you, that could change the path of an oncoming train onto another path, with five people tied to the train’s original path and only one on the… Okay, everyone knows the trolley problem. Apparently, the Wyrmgod did, too, as Jake was presented with one that was pretty much a magical carbon copy where he could choose who to teleport away from an incoming monster horde. As for Jake’s choice? Which is what he did. Jake didn’t know if the system…
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Two beings appeared in the living room the six gods were sitting and relaxing in, the atmosphere instantly changing with their entrance. Unsurprising, considering both of them were Primordials that one rarely saw in a room together. “What a joyous occasion. When was it we gathered like this?” the winged woman asked with a smile on her lips as she regarded all her fellow gods. “Your rhetorical pleasantries are as nauseating as ever,” a ghostly pale elven man responded. “What are the chances of…
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Having an itch always sucked, especially when it was somewhere that was hard to reach, such as that particular spot on your back. However, Jake would argue that one of the worst places to have a serious itch was inside your damn eyeballs. After getting the notification, Jake’s eyes subtly began changing, and with that came the intense itching. It made him want to scratch his own eyes out, but he resisted the urge as seconds that felt like minutes slowly passed. He had closed his eyes the second the…
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Jake got really lucky in story number twelve. In that one, he was so fortunate as to be a suspected mass murderer who was thrown into solitary confinement for potential crimes against humanity. Now, Jake had to admit this story was kind of interesting. Jake had arrived after the suspected crime was done and in the middle of the arrest, not knowing what was going on. What’s more, the character Jake was in didn’t seem to know if he had murdered anyone either. At least he claimed that he didn’t have…
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The people in the room stared at Jake, who inhabited the body of the guard, seemingly wanting him to elaborate. Something he gladly did. Whenever Jake took control and spoke, his body morphed into his own, but nobody around seemed to notice at all. That made things much easier as he shared his thoughts on the matter, with everyone thinking it was the guard talking. Jake began to explain his plan of attacking the Beast King with a squad of elites before it could get the chance to attack the city to not…
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It took Jake a good week of sitting in meditation before he got the feeling he could handle the world around him again. Upon reflection on his current state, Jake would liken his injuries to as if he had strained some mental or soul muscle far more than he should have. As if he had torn something metaphysical that wouldn’t simply heal in a few days. Luckily, though, it was healing. In just a week, Jake had gone from feeling either wholly overwhelmed by his surroundings or having all stimuli nearly…
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“If it had been a Transcendent skill, it would be far less concerning, but the fact it is a Bloodline is… hm,” the Wyrmgod muttered mostly to himself. “I already told you, Jake is a little monster with an utterly broken Bloodline, and thinking too much about how stupid it is will only cause you pain. Trust me. Been there, done that. I am just waiting for the day the system decides to delete him outright,” Minaga shrugged. Vilastromoz just listened in as the two of them kept talking and…
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Hope was such a powerful feeling, but it was very much a double-edged sword… because the disappointment and sadness when hope was squashed truly sucked. And for Jake, things very much sucked right now. He had still held onto hope that he would be healed after leaving the Challenge Dungeon, but that had turned out not to be the case. In fact, it was nearly the opposite. Getting his C-grade status back had instead resulted in Jake feeling far fucking worse than before. At least he had his equipment back…
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Jake looked at the still-standing corpse of the Primordial as he tried to fully understand everything that had happened. Alright, that wasn’t entirely accurate… he knew what had happened; he remembered everything without any issues, but it all still felt oddly hazy. The same kind of hazy as his mind and vision currently were. As he still stood there, taking in the atmosphere and collecting himself, a certain someone made himself known once more, kind of ruining the tense mood. “We have a winner!…
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