Emily Harris
Stories
6
Chapters
1,488
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2.2 M
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Reading
7 d, 19 h
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The System had an integrated FAQ. How handy. If only he knew earlier. Two monkeys were bickering in front of Jack’s flat stone, arguing about the ownership of a bananarm, but he didn’t pay attention. Harambe appeared, grabbed the bananarm in his large hands, and broke it into two. He then gave each gymonkey one half and a glare. Thinking back, there were a ton of coincidences that helped Jack. He’d been trapped in a dungeon and forced to go above and beyond to survive. That dug out his potential.…-
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Jack stood alone in the empty blue world. There was nothing here, not even a chair to rest on; only an endless cyan expanse, where the sky stretched from the horizon to beneath his feet. He didn’t remember many things. His mind had been frozen on entering, and only his innermost reality had carried through. As he stood puzzled in this empty world, without any distractions whatsoever, a desire sprung forth from the deepest parts of his being. He wanted to be like that man. A vision appeared. A bald man…
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Jack stepped into the ice pond first. He wanted to act like a proper leader. Unfortunately, the moment his broken hand touched the water, he screamed like a little girl. The pain was the worst he’d felt so far. It was like someone was using pliers to readjust his bones, except these pliers were ice-cold and everywhere at the same time. The monkeys watched him from outside the lake, torn between trying to help him and watching the water with fear. A moment ago, it had looked beautiful. Now, they no…
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Jack read the description of his new skill. Unlike his previous ones, it was active, not passive. Suddenly, something appeared inside him. It felt like a switch or a big red button. There wasn’t an actual red button in his head, obviously, but that’s what it resembled. Jack got the sense that, just by willing it, this skill would tug at all his muscles and unleash every scrap of strength in his body at once. The result would undoubtedly be catastrophic—both for the enemy and himself. But not so…
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The monkey hollering was intoxicating. The rush, the haze, the spike of adrenaline as Jack faced a gorilla with his bare hands. He grinned. He didn’t burst into action; action burst out of him. Jack and the big brorilla crashed into each another like trains and began boxing. Despite his small physique, Jack was strong; very strong. He wasn’t instantly annihilated like a pre-System human; he stood his ground and met the gorilla’s big fists with his own small but hard ones. Jack had adopted a boxing…
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Jack followed the Gymonkeys into their territory. They jumped from branch to branch, from trunk to trunk. They didn’t have the patience to walk, apparently, and Jack jogged to keep up. The branches above creaked from the weight of those beefy bodies. As they dove deeper, more monkeys appeared. Some stared at Jack warily and held dry poop in their hands, ready to throw. Others made faces at him, or approached to inspect him. One lifted his arm and sniffed his armpit. Jack laughed; he wasn’t afraid of…
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Jack dived into the waterfall, arms outstretched. He instantly lost his vision and all his senses. The world disappeared. There was only him and endless cold, so piercing and biting it encompassed everything. He couldn’t even feel pain, regret, or fear; all he felt was cold. Jack’s body froze. Not metaphorically; it literally froze into an ice statue. His blood barely kept circulating, and his heart and brain slowed down to such a degree that he might as well have been dead. In his own little world,…
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While he’d gotten the skill right after defeating the rock bear, it seemed that reading about it acted as the activation trigger. As soon as Jack was finished reading, his body squirmed entirely. It was a disturbing, unnatural feeling. His skin tightened, then somehow stayed there and felt normal. His insides were clenched, but it only felt as if he’d been way too lax until now, and this was his normal state. Moreover, his knuckles burned for a moment, and when he tapped them, the skin felt hard like…
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Jack and the rock bear kept dancing through the forest, tearing it apart. Trees, bushes, and rocks flew. So did a fox. After ten minutes, Jack’s arms were heavy. The ecstasy violence brought was dying down. His mind was getting slower. His dodges were sloppy, his strikes missed. More than once, he only dodged by a hair’s breadth. He felt dizzy, exhausted, and the world was swimming in his eyes. The bear was equally troubled. It had slowed down considerably. Its strikes came forced, with clear…
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The rock bear’s steps were slow and heavy as it trudged through the forest, heading for the depths of its territory. Jack now knew the entire bear area belonged to it; the earth bears were only renting small parts. As they dove deeper into the forest, bear first and Jack second, the scenery didn’t change much. The trees remained normal, pre-System varieties, the chirping of birds filled the air, and uneaten corpses still littered the ground, proof of these bears’ monstrosity. Their path crossed…
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