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In an endlessly bright dimension filled with every colour imaginable except for black, a young girl no older than ten sat in the very centre of this dimension. This girl was Sophie and this was a time many centuries before she had been forcefully linked to Lone and then sent to an unfamiliar land. "Why can't I just die?" she asked herself for the billionth time. She never ate, but never starved, she could bleed, but never bleed out, she could refuse to breathe, but never suffocated. Sophie slumped onto…-
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Still, she didn’t start crying or even so much as make a sound. The last thing she wanted to do was alert any more groups of goblins. She sat on the grass next to Lone's burnt and broken body. He was groaning a lot which meant he was at least conscious this time. She wondered if that was even a good thing or not. Sophie snuck a glance at him and was damn-near jubilant to see that he was visibly healing. Slowly, his burnt-to-a-crisp black skin was flaking off to reveal red-raw but tender flesh. His…
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It was a hearty breakfast that was also doubling as lunch since they could be out in the forest for a while. "So... uh, I know you explained it a lot and, uh, y-you really do make a lot of sense… but do we really need to go out there again?" Sophie asked timidly as she stabbed her fork through a sausage and began nibbling on it. “Tasty…” Lone nodded his head before tucking into his own breakfast. "I know you're scared and I get that, but we really do need to do this. Avoiding the goblins will…
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"Mmm..." Sophie groggily opened her eyes and blinked several times once she noticed that another set of eyes were calmly watching her. "Lone... Lone! Lone! Lone!" she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and began sobbing. Unsure of what to do, Lone just returned Sophie's hug. "What's with the overreaction?" Sophie pulled away from Lone momentarily in shock before she dove face-first back into the nape of his neck. "You... You wouldn't wake up! It's been so long!" Sophie's cries filled the…
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Lone arose to no pain in his tails, which was a great sign for the day to come. He left their bedroom and then the fort. With a yawn, he put a hand to the dome that obscured them from view and chanted, “Illusionary Dome.” New life was pumped into it as Lone felt almost all of his MP get drained from him. He knitted his brow a bit but smiled when he saw a notification. “If only Mental Pain Resistance levelled up,” he muttered as he knocked the side of his skull with his knuckles. “Eh?…
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Two weeks had passed since Lone and Sophie had first met with the elves. In that time, the pair had only gone to visit the elves a total of two times. The first time was at their request. They had been confused at his cabin having disappeared and had left a note tied to an arrow on a nearby tree. Of course, the cabin hadn’t actually moved they just couldn’t see past his beginner rank Illusionary Dome. That was great news to his fluffy ears. He’d explained that they had moved to a more secure…
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The two of them were sitting on a log within the elven camp. The talk with Chieftain Rewal’eh had ended fairly swiftly after she had requested his aid. Lone didn’t want to commit to anything. These people seemed sympathetic, but he had lied to them. Not only that but they seemed… on edge. Untrusting, even. Beneath their kindness hid a darkness Lone had seen before. Specifically, in his father. Before long, he had finished his food and discreetly stored Sophie’s. Call him too paranoid but he…
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By all rights, Lone felt he should be a bit angry. A group of strange men had come to This could go so many different ways. Lone wasn’t a murderer. He didn’t get any tendencies or thoughts that made him wish someone would just drop dead. Perhaps with enough prodding and pushing he’d be more than happy to punch an asshole in the jaw, all the more now that laws weren’t exactly a thing here. Or, perhaps they were and he just didn’t know. Maybe this was an elven island. An elven island that…
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Lone awoke to a heavy sensation on his body. Without even opening his eyes, he already knew the source of this unusual weight. Gently shaking her shoulders to wake her, Lone greeted the sleepy girl. "Good morning." Rubbing her eyes with two of his tails still held within her arms, Sophie replied, "Good morning." "You really like those, huh?" Lone commented with a wry smile. “I could make you some plushies instead if you’d prefer.” Sophie's cheeks flushed before she let go of the fluffy limbs and…
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Sophie slowly opened her eyes and felt something soft and fluffy brush past her nose, making her almost sneeze. With her Mana Sensing, she saw the golden blob of mana that was Lone. His face morphed into a smile. It looked… radiant. Perhaps that was just because of his unique colour. She’d never seen anything shining in a golden light before. Most things were just blue or green. The ocean? Blue. The sky? Less blue but still blue. Grass? Green. Goblins? Also green, a dark disgusting green. She…
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