Jessica Jackson
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Before another strike could come, aimed to remove his head from his shoulders, Noah used to create distance between himself and the man before invoking in the next moment. It easily mended the wound as his flesh closed up, even removing the stained blood from his torso. "Regeneration? Yukio's intel was correct," Victor remarked. Still, Noah found himself pressed by the strength of the man, unprepared to face another superpowered person. Nonetheless, he was confident in his abilities, having been…
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As the initial bell rang to signal the beginning of class, everybody began moving towards their first period classrooms–all except for Noah, who was standing in the same spot when Emily began walking on ahead. The hazel-haired, blue-eyed girl turned around, tilting her head, "Noah? Are you coming?" There was a disturbed look on his face as if he realized something dire, though he wore a reassuring smile for a moment. "I'll catch up. I forgot I lent Miguel my notes yesterday," he laughed. Emily…
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Time grinded to a halt around him as even falling leaves were left stagnant in the air; the hundreds of students that were on school grounds were frozen like statues and the wind was nonexistent. 'It'll be easy to win her over if I present her with a gift as if I remembered her birthday, but not her very own boyfriend. With my charisma as it is, it'll be an 'ultimate attack',' he thought. It was in the essence of stopped time that he reigned supreme, allowing him to pick-and-choose his next move at…
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Located in a foreign land, embedded beneath a section of such land abandoned and kept away from civilization, beings that operated outside of known-level of government gathered. Sitting in a room of sleek steel, a group of enigmatic figures sat around a table. They varied in age and appearance greatly, as well as demeanor; youthful and old; caucasian, asian, or even of african descent. "Yukio," a grizzled older man said, dressed in a wrinkless, black suit, "Now that the others are here, announce…
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"Greetings, Master Noah. What shall I do for you today?" Melly asked with a soft smile, bowing. He had a small tint to his cheeks at the sight of her barely-concealed bosom that was easily a G-cup, "Tidy up my room, please." "As you wish," Melly nodded, quickly getting to work. Melly was surprisingly efficient for being a glorified golem, and even more so, was shockingly human as she hummed a delightful tune while picking up scattered clothes and setting them in a bin for the laundry. While she…
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While sitting in class, something stuck out to him: the feeling of being watched. He sat closest to the window, obviously, feeling eyes on him through the glass pane. 'Somebody's watching me, but who? Did I let somebody slip through Absolute Hypnosis? No, definitely not,' he thought. As he perceived this, the unseen grimoire conjured itself, flipping to the desired spell he wished to use before he invoked it: Glancing at the window towards outside, setting his sights on the far-stretching,…
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The healing spell cascaded through the hall, allowing a verdant light to graze through its narrow width before enveloping the injured, closing their wounds and cleaning the spilled blood in the process. Emily was in shock, looking around, "...What is this? What're you…?" An aura of mystical force was visible around Noah as his shirt fluttered along with his hair as he commanded the benevolent magecraft. It was something of a greater power; stunning those that witnessed as it seemed far too…
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"Noah? The first bell is going to ring soon," Emily called back to him. Focusing up again, he nodded and followed with a small smile, heading into school premises as he looked around, seeing things in a new light. It wasn't just that his eyesight was improved, but before today, he always walked with his head down, scared of looking at anybody the wrong way. Now, he didn't shy away from anything. This much was tested as when he walked down the hall beside Emily, turning a corner as they made their…
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"Noah…!" Timothy yelled out, covering his eyes. As the sharp blade neared his stomach, Noah was pleasantly surprised to find his reflexes had been sharpened to a high level, allowing him to easily react to the incoming attack and counter it by grabbing Lars' wrist. 'I doubt it'd even leave a scratch on me if I let him reach, but I don't need such theatrics right now,' he thought. "Grgh…?!" Lars looked in surprise. Noah smiled down at him, "Don't worry. I'm in a good mood, so this time, I'll take…
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With the dawn of the next day, he woke up, wondering for a moment if everything that transpired last night was nothing but a far-off dream. Though as he rubbed his eye and yawned, he found the black-cased grimoire manifesting in front of him as if proving its own existence. "Good," he smiled, "We've got a lot to do today." As he went into the bathroom to get ready for school, he threw on his uniform, only to find it didn't fit anymore. "Huh? That's weird," he muttered. Though when looking into the…
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