Linda Smith
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Elian stood by his worktable within the confines of his lab, while on the opposite side of the table, Lys observed him attentively, cradling Franky in her arms. He had just completed the task of comprehending and committing to memory the intricate runic structure before him. The subsequent stages encompassed the programming of the AI and the inscription of its runic core. The AI's programming was already a completed task since he was already satisfied with Zeo One code. However, the construction of…-
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".... I'm going to be the king of pirates," was heard from the holographic screen a robotic voice asked. "I'm out of snacks," Lys announced, stretching her limbs in a leisurely fashion. "Franky, could you bring some more?" she added, and a satisfied "puuur" accompanied Franky's departure from the chair. Watching Elian's concentrated work, Lys couldn't help but wonder aloud, "What is he doing now?" . "Oh, and he does this with his bare eyes?" Lys inquired. Though Lys had assisted…
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Author Note: This chapter is mainly filler but I still hid a few hints for things that would happen later. You can skip the chapter, but you'll probably have to come back in the future. Clutching the Quantaflux-studded bracelet, Elian stood at the edge of turning a cherished dream into something real. This wasn't just any dream, mind you. This was the one that got him into runesmithing and technocraft in the first place. And it was all about filling a gap he'd felt for years-having a buddy. You could…
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In the great saga of the world, where stories are etched into the pages of time, there's one secret keeper who has changed the game: Quantaflux Crystal. Imagine those ancient scrolls, whispering tales of ancient civilizations. Now fast-forward to today's digital vaults where data resides. The Quantaflux Crystal rewrites the story of how we store and process information. Think of it this way: we're all used to phones and computers doing their thing. Storing photos, sending messages, crunching numbers.…
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"Sigh" Elian sighed as he walked, lost in his thoughts. Fortunately, he soon reached his destination. In front of him was a simple reinforced door. He placed his right hand on the door and a second later, a robotic voice was heard. The door then slid open and Elian smiled and turned to his maid and said "Lys, come," Elian said before entering. "Right after you master." Lysandra walked into Elian's lab and the place was buzzing - literally. The lab was huge, about the size of a…
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Having bid farewell to his mother after the morning meal, Elian found himself entangled in a web of emotions. Impatience knotted within him, driven by his eagerness to unravel the surprise his mother had alluded to. Would her secret revelation truly have the potential to alter his resolute decision? Doubts flickered like fleeting shadows, yet he recognized his mother's intelligence and held onto a thread of hope, granting her the benefit of doubt. Amidst the impatience, a veil of sadness descended upon…
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Her laughter flowed freely, not with a hint of mockery or disdain, but rather with an affectionate amusement that filled the air. It wasn't her intention to belittle her son; rather, it was the delightful irony that evoked her mirth. What truly sparked her laughter was the intriguing contrast between the words he had just uttered and the essence of his character. She understood, with a fond familiarity, that despite the stature he had grown into – tall and robust – the individual before her remained a…
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A gentle tap on the door accompanied by a soft voice broke the silence, "Young Master Elian, your presence is requested in the dining room." Elian looked down at the items his father had left him, carefully placing them back into the box with a mixture of reverence and anticipation. With a steadying breath, he slid the box under his bed, a silent promise to return to it later. Setting aside his emotions for the moment, Elian rose from his seat, his steps purposeful as he followed the familiar path…
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Back to present As the sun slowly began to rise above Yaounde, the capital of Kamer Kingdom, a hint of morning light filled the bedroom of an 11-year-old boy. He was quite tall for his age, measuring 160 cm, and had dark circles under his eyes that highlighted his jet-black hair. The boy had been tossing and turning all night, unable to escape the grief that consumed him as he held a photo album tightly in his hands. Just yesterday, the boy and his mother had been seated in the living room when a…
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The relentless rain pounded the cobblestone streets, its relentless drumming accompanied by the howling of the cold, biting wind. Amidst the dimly lit alleys, a middle-aged man strained to run as fast as his overweight frame allowed, despite the obvious signs of exhaustion and the prominent bulge of his belly. Behind him, three ominous figures, cloaked in darkness, pursued him with unwavering determination. Their hushed voices cut through the rain-soaked air, each word sharpened with urgency. "We…
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