Mary Jones
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Once out of the building, Daniel walked towards the inhabited area of Ton Bes’ only city, along with Aeron. Despite the fact that the city was mostly home to poison masters, it was oddly clean, and strangely advanced. Thanks to his comprehension of the elements, Daniel could feel that the buildings were made of an unusual mixture of lime, sand, gravel, and water, which had mixed into massive blocks of hard material. Inside these large blocks, he could also feel a skeleton made of bars of pure steel,…-
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Despite the not so warm welcome of the poisonous rose’s chairman, Daniel kept himself seated "So, what is the price?" asked Daniel with a casual tone. He knew that the poisonous rose belonged to Iewah’s faction, and that if they wanted, they could have reported him immediately, and have him captured, if not capture the both of them themselves. "Straight to the point.. I like that." Said the young girl after smiling maliciously at Daniel. She then stood up, sat next to him, and after putting her…
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Three months later. "Heads.." *Ding-pah* ".. of course.." muttered Daniel with exasperation. "It still amazes me.. Aside from the eighty-three meteors that appeared out of nowhere and were directed right towards us, the twelve teams of bounty hunters that happened to be passing by, the three rift that lead to the void which opened right in front of us.. And three thousand losses in heads or tails.. I can see how terrifying those systems that Iewah gives to his people actually are.." Said Aeron with a…
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"GO BACK HOME!.. I cannot explain the reason, but you have to trust your.. Almighty lord.. Go back to your families, and live the lives you had before, until the moment I will need you. This is extremely important!" Said Daniel with confidence and embarrassment. He was really hoping that these people would not be too obsessed with him, and that they would listen to him. Taking them to Ton Bes was out of the question, as the last thing he needed during this period of staying below the radar of the many…
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From the very moment the eyes of the prisoner had landed on Daniel, he had noticed that something had changed inside his mind. He could read in Daniel’s memories that he had had to withstand an impressive amount of shocking images during his fight, and despite the fact that he wasn’t able to feel the sufferings of the victims personally like the prisoner was, he should have still lost his mind. And yet, here he was.. Completely fine It didn’t take long for him to understand why that had happened.…
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*GRRRRRR..* "There is nothing better than the face of a mental warrior as he witnesses the suffering of trillions of people.. Hehe" Said the demon with hilarity. The surroundings had been carved out of shape by his massive claws, and a few big and straight crevices, which appeared to have been made from what looked like the slashes of a massive sword. The prisoner was observing from about fifty meters of distance. He was struggling with defending against the onslaught of attacks which a monster made…
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"Don’t let them touch you." Said the prisoner with a clear hint of worry. Daniel turned to look back at him "An Apostle of Damnation? What the hell is that?" He then said with clear concern. Anyone that had a title like that, was bound to be trouble. "Exactly that.. They are demons from the Church of Damnation.." muttered the prisoner while allowing his massive avatar to appear right behind him, and making his eyes glow of the brightest green light which Daniel had ever seen them shine of. He was…
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Daniel was now standing inside the empty cabin in which his family had been living for the past two and a half years. He could feel the familiar smell of the flowers which his sister liked the most, as there was a bouquet of them in a vase right in the middle of the table, along with four clean bowls. A small black pot was hanging from a wooden branch right above a recently extinct fireplace, and in it, was a vegetable soup which Daniel was way more than used eating. Without thinking too much about…
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Daniel was sitting on Sewah’s throne, visibly irritated. He was tapping on his knee nervously with his right hand, while thinking of what he could do to recover from the immense karmic debt which Sewah had left him with. Of one thing he was certain.. It would take a very long time. Just as he was about to pull his hair from nervousness, a familiar person appeared next to him. It was a man close to his late twenties, and wore a helmet from through which two cold eyes could be seen. It didn’t take…
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*Crack*... Was the sound made by the shattered bones of Kreah’s neck. During the past six months, Daniel had managed to feed off of small portions of Sewah’s mind. What he would devour would be long lost memories, or vulnerable train of thoughts.. Things which humans were known to forget. The reason for that, was to prevent Sewah from suspecting anything. After six months, Daniel’s homeless mind had grown in power to a point where it could be compared to Sewah’s own mind. It was right at that…
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