Mary Jones
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With the woman nowhere to be seen, and a battle of catastrophic proportions ready to ensue, Daniel did not panic. Instead, he let out an immense amount of his essence, taking control over the surroundings. With a simple thought he turned thousands of miles worth of spatial essence into the essence of time, and with another, stopped its motion. Shocked by Daniel's understanding of such a rare type of essence, yet unable to move, the horde of cultivators lost their will to fight. Only Daniel's champions,…-
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Nineteen hundred years. That was how long it had taken for Daniel, a cultivator with a vague attachment to the power of Karma, to become the aspect of Karma. The reason for that wasn't related to the amount of power he had accumulated, but to the understanding he possessed regarding the meaning of karma itself, a barrier which none of the other aspects of existence had ever been forced to overcome. To the other aspects of existence, the meaning of the aspect they represented was the very cradle inside…
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The little girl, albeit scared, followed the woman through the darkness for a few minutes, after which the tight alley opened into a larger one with a run-down green van parked to the side, and a smoking man leaning on the wall opposite to it. "Where is my mom?.." She asked while constantly looking back at the still visible square where thousands of people were continuing to party and cheer at the top of their lungs. Hearing the little girl's concerns, the woman suddenly stopped. She then kneeled in…
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As the population of Rome reacted to Flamma's unusual triumph, Daniel's mind was busy elsewhere. On a platform of solidified space he lay on his back while observing the world with his watchful senses. His gaze, however, was aimed at the starry sky. In the stars' slow motion Daniel found comfort, as space was the one thing that his place of origin and this universe had in common. In his heart, no feeling was more prevalent than the desire to go back to the people he had left behind, yet, in his mind, he…
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"You insisted on letting this novice fight last, and in front of the emperor himself. Why?" The editor asked while looking at Daniel and his opponent make their way into the main stage of the arena. Next to him, several other gym owners looked at the sweaty Lanista while wondering the same thing. Cossus' turned towards the stage, and while looking at Daniel with a proud expression, said, "He is quite the capable warrior, and your fighter, Flamma, is getting older. I wish to foster a gladiator with a…
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"Ave Cesare, morituri te salutant!" Shouted three of the four gladiators in unison towards the emperor. A sentence that the participants were meant to roar when in the presence of the current ruler, and which could be translated in Daniel's language as, 'Hail Caesar, we who are about to die salute you.' Their determined tone was meant to show their will to fight, while their words exhibited their lack of fear towards death, and respect towards the ruler. The emperor acknowledged the fighters'…
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One month later. The Coliseum. A majestic and complex amphitheater built to entertain the most powerful people of the Roman Empire. In it, the members of the senate and the highest class citizens, known as patricians, the commoners referred to as plebeians, and slaves, would all join hands in spectating battles to the death between impressive warriors and ferocious beasts. Capable of holding over fifty thousand people, this marvel of architecture was mostly empty, as the main show would usually take…
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*PAH!* The sound of wooden swords clashing caused the group of slaves to turn around, only to see the trainer point his now empty right arm to the side of his target. By his neck, was the point of Daniel's wooden sword. As experienced as Lusius was, he instantly retracted his head backwards, but in doing so, he felt the edge of Daniel's wooden sword grind against his carotid. This brought him to the shocking conclusion that, had the sword Daniel was holding been a real one, he would have already been…
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As the last bit of wine went down his throat, Daniel closed his eyes, and let his mind wander in memories while purposely ignoring what was happening to his physical body. ----- When Daniel opened his eyes again, some time later, he found himself laying onto a stone bed. Around him were three cement walls with irregular stones embedded into their surface. In the place of the fourth wall, was a grille of flat and rusty iron bars that went from ceiling to floor and from one side of a wall to the other,…
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"Stop, guards! That is our family slave, where are you taking him?" Asked the middle aged man while sweating profusely. His chunky hand held a dirty handkerchief, which he brought up to his forehead to wipe his tiredness away. The two guards stopped, and looked at the appearance of the two individuals with alertness. "This is your slave, you say?" Asked the taller guard while trying to assess them. "Just bought, too! Paid him two thousand denarii!" Responded the man with a hint of indignation while…
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