Grace Thompson
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Stepping along a long stairway, in the wee hours of the night, a green-haired woman was walking with her hands tucked in the pockets of her pristine white lab coat. The hall seemed to go on without end and for every few steps she took, the air seemed to change drastically— as if the air itself was changing to that of another world, different from the normal world that people were aware of. It didn't take long for her to know that they had finally entered the bounded field that was protecting…-
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After finishing the sorting out of details about the deals that he was about to make with Hacker, Adam leaked out a short sigh of relief when she informed him that there was indeed money present in the bank accounts of the pair of twin brothers. Adam shrugged in response, it was indeed a shame but he didn't really care about it, either way. Even if he only obtained one dollar, it would still be a net positive for him so he was happy with anything he could get. In the first place, most people who…
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. . . When Adam came out from his dream world, his expression was still giddy as his mind continued to expand on the potential that his brand-new skill presented him with. It seemed like becoming a traditional necromancer would be difficult for him but at the end of the day, he was already a one man army and didn't really need an army of cannon fodders supporting him from the back. Rather than leading an army of the undead, perhaps focusing on increasing the number of minds he had would be far…
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When Adam entered his soul space— the nascent form of his dream world, he had been constantly wondering in his mind what he would find there, and the result was more than a little interesting. 'The place has transformed.' In the past, this place was only an immense void with a table and a few chairs aligned against the edges of the table. He had used this place as some kind of conference room to have a little fun with his various minds. However, that was it, there were no additional functions or…
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The monochrome world of black and white was still a great mystery for Adam if he had to be honest about it. It was a world beyond the boundaries of life— a world where only death existed. Everywhere he looked, red lines flashed with an eerie glow. He got the feeling that he only needed to touch those red lines to be able to deliver the concept of death on those objects and he would be able to destroy them completely. Even though he often watched these red lines and thought up the destruction he…
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The moment Miguel drank Adam's blood, and the blood traveled through his body, he felt nothing, absolutely nothing, at least at first. He could still feel that slightly salty and metallic taste of the viscous blood and the sensations of said blood flowing down his throat was also there to accompany the taste. It was truly a disgusting sensation. But at the same time, he could feel a certain heat flow down through his throat and subsequently fill his entire body, heating it. Slowly but surely, the…
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Adam observed the two brothers, Miguel and Diego, with an amused look on his face while ignoring the notification about the Karma that he had gained from terrorizing the siblings. From their perspective, each of them was actually talking to him alone inside a white void of infinite space. On the contrary, from his perspective, he was facing the two of them at the same time while delivering the same set of lines. Where Miguel appealed to the ability to give more influence, Diego went more on the…
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The situation was tense and Miguel felt his body go rigid. "...Death?" "Yep. Death or is it too tacky? Perhaps a little cringe?" Then like a lie, the pressure on him vanished and the being that seemed larger than life now simply looked like an ordinary man with a cloak —As ordinary as something like this could be. 'What is happening.' Feeling all the strength leave his leg, Miguel slumped on the ground, "Damn. Is my Nickname so bad? I tried, you know? But hell, finding a good nickname that is…
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Miguel Fernandez was tired. His face was haggard and his steps were unsteady and labored. This was something he would normally never show to anyone. But the last few hours had been some of the most tiring few he had to overcome in his entire life. Even being chased by the vampire mafia back in the days when he was still a newbie hadn't been so mentally tiring as the past few hours that he had to live through. After the unknown guy played his game and was called up to their room above, everything…
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Sitting on a sofa in her living room, with her legs crossed and holding a book in her hand, Natasha was bathing in the sunlight that ushered through her balcony, her hair shining in the golden luster of the burning sunlight. The sun had already gone high up in the sky and the day had started for many, all of them on their way to their individual works. Standing behind the sofa Natasha sat on, a mature woman wearing a black suit with a pair of tight pants could only direct a bitter smile toward…
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