Mary Miller
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“Pull you out?” Finn chuckled, and the corners of his lips turned up into a wry grin beneath the mask of his as a blue aura surrounded him. “You misunderstand, talking sword… my intention was never to pull you out to begin with.” “Wha-?!” The sword demon’s next words were cut off by surprise as Finn’s body suddenly began cackling with blue electricity—the product of the Stormbringer Angelica. “W-Wait, kid, what are you-?!” “All I need is the blade… I don’t care whether the…-
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“Go on, take the case off,” the old man urged, beckoning Finn to remove the glass case that caged the ominous executioner sword. Part of Finn wanted to say no, but the majority of his brain was telling him to do it. Whether that was simply his own instincts or his Voidheart armor speaking to him—or perhaps even the sword attempting to manipulate him—he didn’t know. No matter which it was, Finn has already made up his mind. Taking a deep breath, he set both his hands on the edges of the glass…
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“This place is called the Weapon Emporium,” Evelyn said, walking up the wide stairs in the middle of the open front lobby. “The first and second floors aren’t even worth looking at, but the third… fufu, that’s where the good stuff is.” “Good, but also expensive nonetheless,” Finn said. “And for reference, I’m not rich by any means.” That was a lie, but he figured there was no point in Evelyn knowing that he was in fact probably nearly as wealthy as she was. “Don’t worry,…
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“So? Is there anything else you wish to ask me? This is your chance,” Evelyn said as the two walked boldly through the streets. “Remember, the more you know about me, the more accurate your Shapeshift will be.” Finn scoffed. “And you’ll just answer every question I ask?” “Hm… that depends. If it’s too private… say, my credit card number, then I obviously won’t tell you. If you ask for something like my bust size though… I’m an H-cup~” “I don’t recall asking,” Finn…
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Evelyn’s office was conveniently just one floor above the room Finn and Iris had been allocated. This was, of course, done on purpose for convenience’s sake. Finn boarded one of the many elevators in the building, then pressed on the only floor above his own. It was marked with a star rather than a number to separate it from the rest, and apparently only certain people who Evelyn previously authorized could press on the button. It was embedded with a built-in fingerprint reader, meaning those who were…
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– Inside the Reality Rift – After Iris fell asleep, Finn went ahead and called upon Zelestria to pull him into the rift so they could talk and perform the ritual. He hasn’t been in here for a while, but was welcomed by the same vaporwave-style world he had already grown accustomed to. Zelestria’s beauty, however, was a different story. No matter how many times he saw her, it was impossible for him to not be entranced by it. She had a divine air to her, one that never grew old. Any mortal who laid…
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“The Walking… Angel?” Iris tilted her head as Mavrick brought out a beautiful looking battle dress. It was pure white, contrasting with Finn’s black, and featured angelic feathered wings along with two dangling ribbons on her left and right. Like Finn, she too had a hood, but instead of black it was white to match the rest of her armor. Her mask was also different—rather than covering her whole face, it only covered most of the upper-half of her face. It was shaped acutely like a bird’s wings,…
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After returning to Mavrick’s shop, he had two sets of armor ready, both of which were similar in design. The first was black, just as Finn requested. It was slim but also durable, and most importantly lightweight to wear. This allowed Finn to move as swiftly as he liked, without having to be weighed down by heavyweight armor. That wasn’t all, however. The aesthetic of the armor looked great as well, just as one would expect from a professional, experienced tailor. It came in five parts—the mask, the…
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“A dilemma…?” Iris tilted her head. “How so?” Evelyn pinched her nose bridge and took a deep breath. “You see… recently, a certain someone has been trying to shut my business down. There are very few people in this world who have the power and influence to do that, but he is one of them. And as for his goal, well… this might come off as arrogant, but put bluntly, he is after my body.” “That isn’t arrogant at all, considering your actual looks…” Iris murmured. “Fuhaha,”…
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As the elevator doors opened with a ding, the fox-masked man led Finn and Iris out of it and into a luxurious hallway, but ominously so. It was made of pure black marble, their boots creating a crisp reverberating sound as they walked. There were no windows around them, only faint white lights on the walls that looked like candles but really were not. At the end of the corridor, a tall set of metal double-doors lay. They were black with two vertical golden door handles, along with golden lining weaved…
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