Emily Anderson
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Nevermore was a place where the publicly available information was far from scarce, yet there were still some unknowns. Nobody knew exactly how many floors there even were in the C-grade version – or those who did couldn’t or wouldn’t tell – meaning for most of the individuals fighting for spots on the Leaderboards, it was just assumed they would never hit a limit. At least not a limit of floors. The only limit they would hit was the limit of their own abilities and the 50-year time limit. A time…-
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“Okay, not gonna lie, that was kind of hilarious,” Minaga chuckled after seeing Jake pass floor forty-five so easily. “Really just tossed his weight around and got all those poor suckers to get him out of there right away. They didn’t show it, but those Starcrossed Twins were pretty damn submissive compared to how they usually are.” “I am surprised you got those two in here for such a floor,” Vilastromoz said with genuine confusion. “Any god would do, so why have two gods as old and…
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Another in-between room, another small break before it was on to floor forty-five. Over a year had passed since Jake had gotten his Arcane Supremacy skill, and throughout this time, he had time to thoroughly familiarize himself with the skill. He had time to relearn some things about his own body and truly discover how massive the bonus from the skill had been, despite the less-than-optimal setup of the floors he had been through. The two skills that benefitted the most turned out to be Arcane Awakening,…
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Jake had a lot he wanted to test on the next floor, but sadly, he wasn’t really able to. At least not right away. The forty-third floor was indeed another “lesson” from the Wyrmgod, but this one wasn’t as much about any hard rules as it was about a norm and something that was generally frowned upon. It was a message that if they decided to act in a way that many wouldn’t find acceptable, they could put themselves in a bad situation and make enemies unintentionally. When they appeared on floor…
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Choosing skills when there were four shit options and only one skill he wanted was much easier than having multiple skills that appealed to him. If possible, he would have picked at least two of them, as he was honestly fine with missing out on either Penetrating Arcane Arrow or Arcane Arrow Rain, but he really wanted at least one of them. That entire supercharging effect was just too damn interesting. What’s more, if it truly was something inherent to Jake’s class, would he maybe be able to upgrade…
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One skill selection was great. Two skill selections? Now that was just awesome. And today was truly an awesome day. Jake was already pretty happy with his new profession skill, even if he didn’t have the chance to start experimenting with it right then and there. Sure, he would like to sit down for a few weeks and just make Curse Fragments and see if he could find anything to use them for immediately, but that didn’t mean he was any less excited to get another class skill or maybe even upgrade one of…
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That day, the Chosen Ceremony Support Group (CCSG) once more had their bi-weekly meeting as six women met at Jake’s residence, as that was one of the only places they could be sure no one would interrupt or interfere. All of them were united in only one thing: They each had a personal relationship with Jake and had all been severely impacted by his identity as a Chosen. No, they were repeatedly still impacted by his status. This group consisted of Reika, Meira, Scarlett, Irin, Bastilla, and Izil,…
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So… skill selections. It had been a good while since Jake had one last, and he would be lying to himself if he claimed he hadn’t been at least a little bit excited. Especially when it was his very first one in C-grade. The fact that he had gotten it while just sitting around waiting on a flying ship had definitely increased his enjoyment too. He hadn’t rushed it, though. Usually, Jake wanted to jump right into them, but there was honestly no need to, especially not now that he had reached C-grade.…
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Floors forty-one to forty-five were a bit special in that they never truly changed between the eras. Every single iteration of Nevermore had these floors, and while they did vary, all had the same intent behind them: Inform the denizens of the multiverse about some of the multiversally agreed-upon rules and best practices. The choice of placing it so “late” into the dungeon wasn’t a coincidence either, neither was it accidental it had been placed on the C-grade floors. C-grade was when one usually…
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Their party of five only ended up staying on the floor for an hour or so more as Dina finished healing the Dark Witch as much as she could. Some of the soul damage would have to heal on its own, but the scalekin was more than elated at just having survived. “I don’t know how I can possibly thank you,” the Dark Witch bowed as they stood in front of the teleporter leading them off the floor. “I hope you find fortune on your Path, and if I can ever repay this favor, I will do so.” It was a bit…
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