Mary Jones
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At the sight of his own limbs drifting away, Horror froze up. It was the first time so much damage had been dealt to him, and it reminded him of the times he was just born.. When, unaware of the hierarchy of the pantheon, he had challenged another aspect of existence to a fight, and was brought to the brink of death. It was only a miracle that, at that time, he had been spared from annihilation. A miracle where his natural superior had interjected for him, giving him the one and only chance every new…-
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Horror was dumbfounded. Never before had he experienced this sort of direct threat. He had been born from the collective effort of the very first specimens of sentient life in the universe, and that placed him in a high position within the pantheon of aspects of existence. Those who could threaten him were few and far, and it was only rarely that he had the pleasure of meeting them. The threat they posed on him, however, was not direct, but subtle. Had any of them truly wanted to take his life, he…
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The sight of this curled up human came as a surprise to both Roley and the aspect of Horror, and for more than one reason. First of which being its complete lack of powers. No trace of the immortal essence a cultivator would possess, nor an existential gift could be felt.. An oddity that remained valid even in the domain of death. After all, the moment a living being exhaled their last breath, faint amounts of the power of Death and Spirit would appear, forming a bridge between the physical domain, and…
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Horror was furious. In front of him, billions of his subjects floated away lifeless. The same beings that had accepted his gift, and that had devoted their lengthy lives into doing anything he desired.. They were all dead. Killed by the actions of a single man, who single handedly brought an end to his empire of domination and rise to power. The same young man that was now grinning at him with a satisfied face. A smirk he had instinctively wanted to rip off his face with his own hands. Naturally, the…
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The sudden appearance of a system window took Roley by surprise. He had never seen anything like it. It didn’t follow his eyes, nor did time stop to allow him to examine it, it was just there, in his mind, like an extremely clear thought. Unfortunately, the urgency of the situation did not allow him to go into an in depth analysis of the system, so he focused on reading its content. A few moments later, Roley was left with more questions than answers. The system window depicted his desired goal, and…
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“DAMN IT!!” The Elementalist yelled in sheer anger. He had at some point begun to ‘pace around’, floating back and forth in the sea of nothingness while grunting under his breath, and occasionally childishly smacking his own legs with heavy hands. It was clear to Roley that whatever the champion of Destiny was thinking must not have been good for him, and that it somewhat worried him. After all, his kind’s survival instinct was absolute, and more powerful than that of all humans combined. If…
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As Roley stood to observe the arrival of these two individuals, his mind was a mess. He could recognize each and every one of them as his closest friends. The people whose encounter had changed the course of his life forever. Alis, the brothers Ligart and Heimart, and finally, Daniel himself. He had not seen these people in so long, and had missed them dearly. Yet, as he looked at their youthful and unchanged appearances, he could not help but feel enmity towards them. His hands slowly rose to his…
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When Der opened his eyes, he realized that he was not floating in open space anymore, but he was standing on a small pathway made out of stone slabs. His surroundings were foreign to him, but not completely, for while he did not recognize the place, he felt some sort of underlying familiarity with it. One that had been buried in the deepest recesses of his mind, as if happily forgotten. This feeling of familiarity, he thought, was not a pleasant one. Not by a long shot. All around him was a blurry…
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With a flurry of both physical and magical attacks, Der and Roley took turns in their attempt to take the life of the aspect of existence, who, in turn, stood there in silence. Their attacks did not so much as leave a mark on Horror’s indestructible skin, and he treated each blow with the same interest he treated dust for brushing against his body. Of defending himself he had little to no interest. As time passed, however, the aloof deity seemed to be losing patience, as the constant assault of…
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While it still possessed joints, a nail and skin, this finger was by no means normal. Its sheer size alone was large enough to occupy a large percentage of the ocean-wide interdimensional portal. But what made it even more noteworthy, was the oily and grayish skin that faded into a dark shade of red the further down the end of its talon-like nail one went. As wide as it was, the finger did not appear to be hindered by its size, but only by the formation, which was still in the process of repairing…
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