Jennifer Smith
Stories
12
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Lone was peacefully waiting at his campfire for Sophie and Breena to return as that system notification floated in front of his eyes. "I wonder if I ranked up when I killed him like with the Manasilk Spider Queen or after I killed him like with the Blue Orc Chieftain... " Depending on what the answer to that question was it would influence if he had gained any levels or not from the kill. Not seeing any reason to wait to find out, Lone pulled up his status. "No levels beyond the mandatory one…-
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High in the middle of the clouds in a strange and resplendent manor that seemed to exist and both not exist at the same time, a boy made of fire raised an eyebrow. "Really? Non-negotiable?" Standing across from him was a 7-foot-tall stoic human man holding a little girl in a set of pyjamas. The man had cold and almost dead-eyes though he was holding the 6 or 7-year-old girl with care. The girl, on the other hand, was struggling to keep her eyes open. She had a set of peculiar fuzzy ears and a long…
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"It's annoying how quickly you dragonkin can heal wounds," Duke Catston said as he nocked another arrow then promptly fired it, sending the deadly metal-tipped shaft of wood whizzing past Duke Grindol's head towards Gilbert's heart. Gilbert crushed the arrow using some freeform gravity magic with ease. An interesting thing about magic was that with enough practice, you could use it in its raw state though the cost was wholly dependant on the caster's skill, talent and magical affinity. This was…
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Duke Henry Malik's eyes darted around dangerously upon seeing Lone disappearing. The two girls with him didn't even register in his mind, only the ninetails mattered. Determining that they had somehow escaped, he used a detection-focused lightning magic skill called Current Reading. It had taken him over a decade of effort to learn this skill but it had served him well in the following decades to find unaffiliated mages. Lone himself may not have any magic but the supposed foreign noble girl did.…
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King Heidron laughed and cheered as he walked through his own bedroom using only his hands. He was wearing nothing more than a simple wrapping to cover his royal jewels and he eagerly looked at the elderly man sat on his bed next to his sleeping wife, the queen, Not getting what he so deeply desired, what he Clicker clicked his fingers rather happily as he leaned his head back only for a servant to drop a grape in his mouth. "Not bad, these grapes, not bad. By the way, can't you do some more...…
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Gilbert stood violently, knocking his chair off its legs as he gripped the missive an employee had delivered to his desk not 5-minutes ago. He controlled his emotions and made sure to double-check what he had just read in case he had made some sort of mistake in his reading. Gilbert's fists shook with rage. He tore up the parchment and yelled, "That bastard! How dare he frame Lone like this! Is his brain not working?! Grand Guildmaster Sarah will never forgive Milindo if Lone's…
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The motion looked smooth and seemed perfect but it felt off to her. Sophie kept practising as best as she could with her entire suit of armour on. After all, what use would the movements be if she had no experience performing them in her normal battle attire? None at all, she assumed. Kyuubi lazily snoozed atop several cushions only a few meters away from her, completely unperturbed by the sound of metal chaffing against metal or the audible tear of wind Sophie's slashes into the air caused. A few…
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Lone grunted loudly when he felt his left eye being ripped out of its socket just as the right one had been only a few seconds ago. He didn't scream anymore. He was past that but when his jailor had vicious poison lacing the tip of his gauntlet's fingers, he found it hard to not give the man some satisfaction via grunts and soft moans of anguish. "Sir Ardus, there's urgent news!" a voice Lone didn't recognise yelled down the hallway of the dungeon. "What?!" the jailor yelled back. "Can't you…
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"Sir?" the guild receptionist Charles questioned in confusion as he looked up from his hand to Guildmaster Gilbert. Sat atop the SS-rankers palm was a golden seal. Specifically, it was the provisional guildmaster's seal. Not only was this item rarely seen but it was even less common for it to actually be given to someone. It took a very certain set of circumstances for a guildmaster to see it fit to bequeath this item to one of their employees. "If I do anything stupid in the new few weeks,…
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"Wakey-wakey," was all Lone heard before he felt an intense stinging coming from his left cheek. Slowly peeling his eyes open he looked around in confusion. It took a second or two but some pain from his 9 fluffy limbs informed him that they'd been staked into the floor. From what he could feel, Lone guessed each tail had 4 metal rods or nails or whatever else in them, keeping them affixed to the disgusting ground. Lone winced slightly. "Strange question but this isn't a sex dungeon, is it?"…
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