James Davis
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As I shut the door to the classroom and made my way to my destination a buzz shook my arm. A smile broke out on my face as I knew what it indicated. While walking I unlocked the screen to see the messages. Glad that my plan worked. It brought me closer to the grand reveal. Not only had I gotten some SP from walking about but now I was beginning to create a reputation. Just as I finished my self-analysis I reached my destination. It was a large room full of all kinds of equipment and weapons.…-
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With this knowledge of what will happen in the future, I knew I had to begin to prepare for the worst. But to make the best out of the situation that's to come I need to get stronger. The only way to do this is through SP. I needed a way to get a ton of SP. Although I had a plan on the back burner I didn't want to use it yet. I needed to create a reputation to maximize the amount of SP I got. If only one or two people knew about it I wouldn't get that much even if it was a big deal. With a plan…
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While I was busy tapping away on my smart watch the remaining battles slowly came to an end. Victors and losers were being declared every couple of minutes. Right, when I finished up, so did the last group. It was a lower-rank battle so it wasn't worth watching. Once the teacher saw the last group finish she explained what we would be doing tomorrow. "Good job everyone, today's battles were especially fun to watch. Tomorrow we will be doing the same thing so make sure to prepare in advance." Then…
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"…" Sitting off to the side of the battle I was full of embarrassment. It seems that the skills Lucas had didn't transfer over to me. I never had to wield a sword in my previous life. Nor had I ever learned any techniques to attack. I was not an athletic person. I hid in my room and wrote books all day. I did absolutely no exercise. Although Lucas's body is well toned and his muscles have the instincts to block, my mind is unable to keep up. With the clash of my mind and body not cooperating, I…
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As I stood next to the man who would eventually be responsible for the death of thousands my body unconsciously shook. Thankfully the third member appeared and took the pressure off of me having to start a conversation. "Yo, what's up? Aye, Noah, I didn't know I would be with you. This is gonna be easy, you better carry us!" The man who I had no recollection of slung his arm around Noah's shoulder. "Yeah, yeah just make sure I don't get hit." The two of them seemed pretty close but I don't ever…
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All the other students got up from their seats and quickly made their way out of the room. Not because of anything I did but because they wouldn't dare be late for the next class. Trios. One of the many combat classes but also the most popular. The reason being is how diverse it can be. In solos, it's only yourself. In duos, you have to pick someone you are compatible with but you also have to take into account the other team. With trios, there are many different options. Everyone could be in the same…
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Recalling what I wrote about I filled in the missing blanks of information. Abilities were the strongest powers that humans could get. I only remember specifically writing about twenty or so but said that there were one hundred in total. If I could get one that would put me up to the pinnacle of humanity and close to the power of Elijah. Gifts as I said were powers given out. Someone couldn't have more than one gift but it wasn't all that rare for Gifts to have subparts. For example, a swordsman's…
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Elijah had an Ability that no others did and a secret that could never get out. He was an Ability. His body, his mind, his blood, his soul, it was all a part of the Ability. What humanity knew and understood was that Gifts were powers randomly given out to strengthen. In reality, these Gifts were designed by an existence specifically for each person. From cruel Gifts to justified good Gifts everything was planned. This would be the story of the fifth and final story of the series. The one I had just…
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As soon as I opened the door to the school a voice reached out, "Lucas, where on earth did you go? You're late to class, hurry on up! You can't keep skipping class just because it's magic theory!" Turning my body to the voice of an older man who was behind a reception desk was staring me down angrily. "Go on!" Taking heed of his words I moved in the direction of the class I would be in. I had no idea who the receptionist was or even that there was one. I had never written about him. His name didn't…
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'Huh?' It wasn't supposed to be like that. Nothing I planned went to plan. I had it all sorted out in my head but there was one variable I didn't account for… murder. Opening my eyes a bright blinding light pierced the sky. I raised my hand to block out the sun's rays. With the little shade my palm provided, more of my senses came back to me. Looking around I scanned the area. I was currently laying out in an open field. The sun was beating down on me as it seemed to be noon. The grass was…
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