Mary Jones
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Once Neave remembered the obsidian plants, he was convinced that would be the perfect solution and that terraforming the nightmare realm would continue smoothly. It appeared it wasn’t going to be so simple after all. The first thing he did was attempt to feed the plant or nurture it somehow. That seemed to be doing, as Neave would say, jack shit. Perhaps it would be comparable to watering a cactus, except it didn’t even deign to die. Neave threw right about everything he could think at one of the…-
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Neave spent less than an hour maximizing his resources. Eventually, the sheer burden of the extra life force and nutrients started becoming detrimental. Once he considered himself full enough, when he started feeling severe pain, he stopped, grabbed a slime, and knocked himself out without hesitation. The first thing he encountered once he found himself back in the starting area was Astrador, sitting on a rock and smiling gently at Neave. “So, what have you been up to in the far reaches of this damned…
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Neave woke up back in reality and instantly knocked himself back out. Once he was back in the nightmare realm, he took a moment to focus and spotted a faint influence in the air. He turned to face the opposite direction of the cave and ran there at full speed. He kept part of his focus on the faint power floating in the air. Eventually, he couldn’t sense it anymore but kept running to ensure it was gone. After a while, he came across quite a few corrupt demons. He dispatched all of them as quickly as…
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Kaphor stared at the large stalk of grass in front of him. “Something must be wrong with my head.” A roughly three to four-meter radius around the grass stalk had been plucked clean of all other plant life. By Kaphor, that was. It had been a while since he started this insane experiment, and he felt as if he was losing his mind. He had abandoned the grass stalk several times, quitting this crazy behavior and thinking about the future. But every time he did this, he felt he had nothing to strive…
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Neave stood in front of Astrador, readying himself for the spar. His body lit up as he triggered ignite and thunder nerves simultaneously. Neave prepared to rush at him and… “Alright, stop.” “What? Why should I already stop? I haven’t done anything yet!?” “The deal was that I would point your mistakes out. You’ve already made enough for me to turn it into an entire lesson.” Neave was flabbergasted. Astrador had to be pulling his leg. Neave clicked his tongue as he realized this…
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Neave held the slime in his hands— He cackled and laughed and got his little giggles out of the way. It was so funny to Neave. There was one thing he had to check first. Neave put the slime on the ground, and then he buried it. Slimes tended to get buried rather frequently and were utterly powerless to escape. Eventually, they could turn into earth slimes, but that wouldn’t be an issue for this one. Neave didn’t know exactly how much time passed when he wasn’t in the realm, but he figured it…
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Neave found himself back in the sect, dragging a squirming Hunter over to the others. He lifted him to his feet, pointed at him, and told Marven. “Change of plans, pops! He will take over the job of recruiting disciples!” “Huh!?” Everyone yelled at once. “... What?” Marven looked distraught. “Where did this come from?” “Oh, I’m going to be extremely busy for a while, so he must do. Either way, that’s about it, so, bye-bye! I’m going to be back after a while.” “Neave,…
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Neave had no doubt. This man wasn’t an illusion, even if his appearance was deceitful. Neave felt his mental state revert to normal as everything anchored to this stranger's existence. His incredulity overflowed and returned to normality, as the absurdity of the appearance of a god was so immense he knew not even insanity could make this shit up—which left him incredibly confused. Why was this man here? Neave thoughts were interrupted as the man spoke up again. “Now, you may not believe this…
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Neave found himself back in the nightmare realm. He didn’t know how much time passed in this realm when he was awake. Did it pass at all? Surely it did. Whenever he left and came back, it was clear that a certain amount of time had passed. He could conclude this because there were many more/fewer of those corrupt demons. When he took Hunter inside, he encountered some, although surprisingly few. He defeated them in the time it took Hunter to wake up. This time, there were none. There was nothing.…
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