Emily Harris
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“Vanderdecken!?” Of all the people Jack expected to see as a prisoner in this Animal Kingdom encampment, Vanderdecken was not one of them. The man had changed quite a bit. Last time Jack saw him, it was back in Earth’s Integration Tournament, when he used his magical electric guitar and Dao of Metal to fight against the Animal Kingdom forces. Back then, he’d been a spirited young man with long hair, chains hanging from his leather jacket, and permanently raised pinkies and index fingers. Now, he…
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When it came to Dao Skills, Jack only had a few he could test right now. He opted to start from the weakest. Space Walk was the upgraded version of Ghost Step. It let Jack teleport anywhere within a mile from himself, which was a simple yet extremely overpower ability. Sure, it was exhausting to use, but it was In hindsight, calling it the weakest skill was misleading, but oh well. Jack looked up at the mountain peak and stepped through the folds of space. He felt something resist—like he was trying…
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Several people were walking or standing on the bare rock. There were feshkurs, animal people, humans… Jack inspected a few, finding them all to be part of the Animal Kingdom. Of course, not everyone was an immortal. Everyone else parted as the D-Grade feshkur that Jack had followed entered a large red tent, leaving his sight. The only other immortal Jack saw was a clean-shaven human man at Level 136. The most notable sight, however, was a large cage in the middle of the encampment. Jack couldn’t see…
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Not every teleporter was as easy to access as the first one. In Jack and Brock’s journey to the Exploding Sun, they passed through many planets. Some resembled Earth. Some had inhospitable environments and transparent domes protecting the cities. Humans were even more prevalent in this constellation than in the Animal Kingdom’s, being by far the most common species, but there was more than just them. Jack saw animal people, plant people, rock people. Apparently, anything sentient—and sometimes, not…
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A starship flew through space. Stars flickered restlessly on all sides, but the silence was deafening and the wind non-existent, giving the impression that the ship was standing still. In reality, it was moving at multiple miles per second. A green planet was slowly growing in the distance. “That’s the way, Brock,” Jack said, reclining on his seat. His dark hair tumbled over his shoulders, contrasting the perfectly white chair, while his eyes seemed to contain a universe of their own. If a…
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Edgar was preparing for a celebration, hoisting little lights on trees, when the professor came running out of her house. “Edgar!” she shouted, frantic with joy. “Look at the faction screen! Look at the faction screen!” Perplexed, he obliged. “D-Grade!?” he exclaimed. “Professor! Then, Jack—” “He broke through!” she squealed in a way that didn’t at all befit a woman of her age. “Somewhere out there, he became an immortal!” “Hah. Perhaps now he can buy the telepathy…
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This first class seemed like an evolution of his current one, Fiend of the Iron Fist. However, while the Fiend class suited Jack’s strengths, this one took things way too far. He could see how his path could be interpreted that way, but that was not it. He didn’t want to lead by fear. The point of his fist wasn’t to dominate others, but to liberate himself. That sounded cool. It sounded like Nauja, actually. Since she had a bow, maybe she would one day become a Primal Hunter? Not to mention it was…
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“What is going on!?” Old Man Spirit shouted. “This… This shouldn’t happen! The tribulation is over! I saw the clouds dissipating. It’s three strikes, always three strikes!” And yet, the truth was irrefutable. Not only were the clouds regathering, but more and more of them kept appearing. Soon, they were so many that they formed layers, covering more of the sky until they arrived half a mile above the tiny planet. The arcs of lightning that passed between them were thick like barrels and…
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Eva Solvig, the B-Grade commander of the Hand of God’s fleet around Trial Planet, was meditating. Her white hair were sprawled on the ground around her as she sat on the surface of one of the planet’s two moons—a moon she had claimed entirely for herself. If one watched closely, they could see the air sparkling and shimmering in her near vicinity. Any impurities had already been eviscerated. Even the tiniest speck of dust could not survive within five miles of where she meditated. Suddenly, her…
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