Mary Jones
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A sharp pain spread across Roley's arm and shoulder, as his body dove into the gelatinous fluid of which the inter dimensional portal was made out of. Daniel's hand, still tightly wrapped around his wrist, pulled him through distances he could have easily walked on his own, by the muscles and skin of his shoulder. "What the hell is wrong with you?! Was that really necessary?" Roley cried once back in the trigate. Tears formed in the corners of his eyes as his left hand, now tightly wrapped around his…-
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The woman lurched towards Roley, hands stretched forward and down as her bare legs bent over his, straddling him on the ground. Her thumbs pressed onto his jaw, while her fingers, long and pale, wrapped around and behind his neck, preventing him from moving away. The distance between their bodies grew shallower, as the woman used the entirety of her mortal strength to pull his head towards her. Der opened his mouth, ready to end this exchange when a vigorous shake of Daniel's head stopped him. This…
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As Sacrifice, now aware of Daniel's movements, prepared for his eventual arrival, the trio made preparations of their own. Or so Daniel called them. The three were gathered within the trigate, all facing a gargantuan inter dimensional portal that journeymen cultivators and champions of the various domains seemed to avoid like the plague. Yet, there the three stood, letting just as many different emotions leave marks on their faces. Der, now rid of the armor he usually wore, was dressed in simple…
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The aspect of Conflict. A distinct and likable man in Daniel's memories, with eyes the depths of fallen stars, and a helpful disposition that masked his true thoughts, feeling, and plans. In truth, he was an entity that had existed since time immemorial, born out of the existential and primordial powers of war and destruction. "Of course, I should have known." Daniel muttered to himself as his eyes dug through countless miles of empty space. "The aspect of Conflict? Who is he? And what could he…
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-Year 359 of the 8th cycle My knowledge of this abomination consists of what is already common knowledge. Once a champion of Destiny, now the aspect of the existential power of karma. Another power I feel a certain kinship to. I see it dirt the purity of the red of sacrifice with hues of gold, just like the dark motes of horror that appear whenever my champions spill blood in my honor. I hate one just like I hate the other. They stand on higher steps than me, profiting off of the hard labor of…
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Since the last time Daniel had seen his two old friends, his appearance had changed drastically. His rough beard had been cut clean, and his hair, once long and wild, had been cut shorter, and styled in a crew cut that fit his facial features and youthful appearance. The simple looking, yet finely weaved gray t-shirt and worn black pants he had worn, had now been replaced by a gray loosely-fitting linen shirt tucked into a pair of brown leather pants, which met a pair of spotlessly clean black boots…
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*DONG* The bell chimed with a deafening toll. A crisp roar that washed over the minds of those who were unfortunate enough to hear it, targeting the innermost parts of their psyche, and loosening their grasp over their free will. Uncountable elementals, last to leave the platform, immediately turned to look at the sky, where the large bell had been swinging loudly. By miracle, the recently freed devotees and cultivators of the Immortal Armada had avoided the bell's control, as the latter's task of…
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"You go free." Roley said with a shrug of his shoulders. His arm rose up to his stomach as his hand lazily pointed at the depths of space. His fingers promised as big a chance of survival as his words had. Around him, thousands of cultivators from the Immortal Armada had descended onto the planet-size platform, ready to spend the following minutes giving what they had hoped would be a brief yet satisfactory explanation, as well as an offer of temporary asylum. The beautiful woman still trapped…
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Her pale arms swung to her sides, striking at the invisible walls as her expression turned grim, and her well kept brows curved in a not-so-subtle hint of panic. Locks of straight golden hair brushed over her shoulders, like feathers let loose from the plumage of a legendary golden phoenix. A few strands fell at her feet with a gentle motion, pulled out by the occasional grip of her nervous, slender fingers. It took the good part of a minute for anger and indignation to finally replace the fit of…
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The attacks of the elementals had now become a flurry of colors, wrestling with one another over the privilege of setting the tones of newly formed nebulae. Flashes of pure white tainted by red hot hues, soon to be replaced by shades of green and blue before having a chance to relax into softer tones of orange and yellow, all glowing within the depths of a gargantuan cluster of smoke, dust and vapor. A spectacle that a few of the most advanced and laid back civilizations across the multiverse…
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