Jessica Jackson
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Lone opened his eyes a few hours later only for his sight to be blocked by a bright smile. He could also feel a pair of small hands playing with his fox ears. "Good morning?" he asked in a questioning tone to Sophie. "Eh?" she was clearly a bit startled by the sudden greeting. "Em, g-good morning..." she awkwardly stuttered as she pulled her hands away from his head. “S-Sorry…” Lone chuckled. "It’s fine. I get the appeal,” he said as he raised his torso and rubbed the ears himself.…-
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About twenty minutes of slowly moving through the forest had passed until Sophie suddenly looked into the distance and whispered, “Over that way. I can feel at least one of them.” Lone nodded and crouched down. “Let’s investigate then. If there’s too many, do you think you can teleport us out?” Before leaving the beach Lone had confirmed with her that with her Teleportation skill, she could, in fact, teleport more than just herself. This would be critical for both escaping and attacking if…
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Whatever he created, it needed to be light and easy to move in but not eye-catching in the least. Lone only had surface-level information on military and survival tactics of the common day and age. He frowned as he looked down at Soph who was just staring at him curiously with her lifeless eyes. Lone then closed his eyes and focused on his magic. He crossed his fingers and hoped he wouldn't overuse his MP again. The pain from doing that the first time wasn’t something he was exactly seeking. Without…
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Lone immediately twisted the wooden spear in his hand and thrust it at the closest goblin. The disgusting creature swiftly dodged, but Lone was still able to nick it in the shoulder, drawing some blood and forcing it to cry out in pain and rage. Two of the other goblins, one holding a rusted knife and the other holding a sharp stick, both jumped onto Lone's body and began wildly stabbing him. "Ahhhh!" Lone roared in agony as his flesh was torn open and his organs were punctured. Lone thanked his…
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It had been so many centuries since Sophie had even felt any hunger, let alone enjoyed the sensation of food. “We really need to get to working on that boar when we can,” the strange yet kind man called Lone said to himself. “This is unbelievably bland. Just how much sugar is added back home for it to taste nothing like this?” She kept her difference of opinion to herself. The last thing she wanted was to upset the man. He seemed nice but even if she wasn’t the one who dealt with her harsher…
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Lone spent the rest of the afternoon after the boar's attack on fixing their teepees. Well, more rebuilding them from scratch, if anything. The enraged animal had been ruthless to the poor stick constructs. After he had finished doing that, he sat down on the beach and watched Sophie skilfully cut up the boar's hide as she avoided damaging the beast's meat. A few moments passed before he realised something. "Hey, Sophie," Lone called out to the focused girl. She turned her head and looked at him with…
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Lone barely had the time to glance at two system messages that had appeared before he had to madly jump out of the way while trying his best to not hurt or endanger Sophie. For all its speed and strength, the massive boar had no finesse. If it was even slightly nimble on its hooves, then Lone wouldn’t have successfully dodged the thing this time. "Hey! Can you move?!" he shouted at Sophie while he tried his best to ignore the searing heat at his side. Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise that…
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While very shoddy and clearly crafted by someone with little-to-no experience, Lone was proud of his two teepees. Sure, a strong gust of wind would knock them down like a house of cards and if the sky decided to start raining anyone inside of them would get soaked. Regardless, he smiled in accomplishment. “I don’t know about you but I’m pretty tired after all of that physical labour. Sun’s going down too. Sleep?” Lone asked as he looked down at his short companion. Sophie turned to look back…
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Seeing as how Sophie had calmed, ‘Lone' carefully placed her down on the beach. He let her continue to squeeze one of his tails half to death as she lay there. He flopped down, letting his back rest against the shore. If nothing else, at least his new fluffy limbs were easy to control and didn’t actually get in his way at all despite being massive. "I’ve got nothing else better to do while I think so… I got other skills, right? Show the skills The Summoning Room, Creation Magic, Basic…
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"What the... Where is this?" Darren muttered in confusion as he stumbled around in the endless darkness he had suddenly found himself in. He felt his hand brush against something soft, fluffy and oddly familiar. Darren jumped away from the furry thing and tripped, landing on his face. Again, he could feel something velvety and large brushing up against his legs and back. Even the noise of his impact on the ground had sounded odd as if his ears weren’t in the right place. "What the fuck’s going on?"…
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