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26 level ups. 130 stat points to distribute - With the racial bonuses from becoming a lich, Aldrich was satisfied with his physical stats for now. His strength was now at 40 and his agility at 35. That was more than enough to be thoroughly superhuman, and with Volantis's Shattered Bone necromancy aiding him, that would increase massively too when needed. Thus, Aldrich focused on putting his stats into vitality, magic, attunement, and perception. 110] With that, the darkness around…-
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"You, Death Walker, will now ascend to a plane of existence beyond any mortal, beyond any mere undead," said the Death Lord, without wasting any more time, beginning the end of the Ritual. She clasped her hands together and held them out towards Aldrich. As she did so, large swathes of crackling green energy surrounded his astral body in a spherical matrix. The Death Lord's reptilian green eyes flashed brightly, and a chord of swirling green energy manifested between Aldrich's spiritual heart and the…
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Aldrich paused, his spiritual body watching unblinkingly at the bright white light. That light, though warm, though so very welcoming, felt odd to him. It felt strangely…alien. The coldness of his own soul, of the deathly energies that he harnessed, felt much more at home with his heart than this. But the repulsed sensation within Aldrich quickly dimmed away as his spiritual eyes beheld the forms of his friends once again. They were whole, too. No longer was their flesh rotted and bloodied, it was…
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Before the Death Lord could respond, Aldrich confirmed to himself that his quest for vengeance had truly ended. Aldrich saw all the experience cramming into his experience bar, but he did not level up. Reading Aldrich's concern, the Death Lord explained. "All the experience, items and summons that you gain here flows into you only upon completion of this attempt, if you so choose to make this your final attempt." She raised a brow as she put clawed finger to…
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In an abandoned subway station, 200 meters away from the Red Circle - "Yeah, I've blown this fucker up," said Dynamite Girl as she exhaled deeply, her glowing orange blood vessels fading from her skin. She looked at the seared stump where her right arm had been. Countless bullet holes riddled her chest and stomach, leaving her already tattered costume basically reduced to nothing now. "And I really, really need a new costume now unless I'm going to be flashing everyone in this whole damn city."…
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In Haven's sewage network, 150 meters away from the Red Circle - Darius Fletcher grimaced as he squinted his eyes at his new and dark surroundings. He could not see in the dark, but he could generate enough light from his body to understand that he was somewhere underground. Specifically, he was inside a huge rectangular pit of some sorts, deep enough that the edges of the pit were several meters taller than he was. The ceiling above was made of stained reinforced concrete and decorated with a…
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At the Red Circle -- "What the-," The elite beside Joe, his personal bodyguard, watched Joe fall to the ground with the dirk jutting sticking out of his heart. Where had this attack come from? There were recon drones everywhere to make sure nothing surprised the Elites, not to mention the environmental scanning systems programmed into their helmets. A stab to the back like this would not make it past the tight perimeter the Elite squadrons had drawn up. The only explanation was an Alter with a…
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Seth put up his own guard, blocking Aldrich's light jabs as he counter circled against Aldrich in a carefully calculated dance, each man trying to gauge when to strike. Seth was a few inches taller than Aldrich, giving him extra reach. He tried to abuse this by keeping his distance, throwing out punches at the limits of his arm span. Aldrich countered by weaving between one of Seth's punches and getting right inside Seth's range. Here, in an in-fight, Aldrich made it very, very clear who among the…
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Within the 15th floor of the Necropolis-- "How are you alive?" began Seth as he stood up, flicking Zayn's blood off his arms. His face set as he glared at Aldrich with pure, unadulterated, focused hate. "No, the how and why doesn't matter. All that matters is that you're standing here in front of me. You're responsible for all this, aren't you?" "Aren't you clever," said Aldrich. "Go on. I'll answer any last questions you have before I kill you." "The Kryptic - how did you manage it?" said…
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"Beats me. I just kind of wanted to go out there and flex my muscles a little. I don't hide the fact that I love to crush the weak, whether they're whimpering variant beasts or weakling Alters. But yeah, seems like this isn't worth it. Not like stopping this fight is going to net us any real AP. Might as well wait for them to get civilians in the crossfire to up any AP gains, but even then, villains are real careful these days to keep their fights all self-contained, so meh." Hat Trick yawned as he…
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