Mary Smith
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"How have we not died yet?" Gabriel spoke dumbfoundedly, inspecting the grievous injuries on his body as he let out bitter laughter. Blood spilled from his body like a geyser, yet breath remained in his lungs. The battlefield was littered with blood and flesh, with craters and cracks as a side-effect of the battle's destructive nature. "The heavens have blessed us… they do not wish to see us perish," said Feyright, smiling gently. Yet, both of them knew they couldn't give up. To see the other…-
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His eyes pierced through the darkness. His gaze landed on a throne in the center of a massive hall that seemed to represent that of a King. The hall was lined with dark bricks and seemed to be forged through years of hard work. The hall was massive and seemed to be able to support thousands of people within it. Arthur's steps reverberated across the hall, echoing several times before fading into the darkness that the space was enveloped by. 'This should be the last trial of the first stage,' thought…
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After taking a quick bath, Arthur exited the inheritance ground. Since his clothes were tattered and dyed in blood, wearing them was not an option. It didn't take long before the crimson-eyed man discovered the corpse of a man who had been killed during the explosion. Quickly, he stripped the man of his clothing, slipping into the purple-white tunic and the brown, leather pants of the dead man. He realized that the clothes were quite comfortable, and didn't seem to restrict his battle prowess in the…
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Blood enveloped the entire battlefield, shrouding it in a tint of scarlet red. The death-infested atmosphere was unwelcoming and provided those who stood in it with an inescapable feeling of dread. Barely any signs of life were visible. Two powers clashed relentlessly, hacking away mindlessly at each other. Both beings had an enormous beast at their side that did their bidding for them. However, the conditions of the beasts were not ideal. Both the bear and wolf were on their last legs, capable of…
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'A trait…' Arthur muttered internally, realizing he had hit the jackpot. Traits were mysterious.? Traits were something the system offered once a player had established themselves. However, the criteria were unknown. They were usually handed out once one became an Elite Ranker after conquering the 25th floor. They were usually the representation of one's power or ideology; although, a few were indescribable and entirely random. They were not only an extension to one's power, but also to their…
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A single mistake would cause a fatal explosion. The vines suddenly sprouted in new directions, causing a bright smile to blossom on Arthur's face. The procedure was finally displaying some progress. A warm sensation permeated across Arthur's body. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. As they dripped down to the platform on which Arthur sat, the sweat diluted the potency of the pool of blood. The deep shade of crimson that the platform was dyed lightened. 'I need to make ten new openings,'…
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A few minutes passed, and 30% of Arthur's wounds had healed. His recovery was not perfect, and the regeneration caused his appearance to look downright hideous. Flesh had regenerated in the wrong places, causing him to look like a mutilated zombie. Blood was splattered over both his tattered clothes and burnt skin. Parts of his flesh were ripped asunder, while other parts were sewn over the wrong places, causing his body to look like a poorly sewn piece of clothing. Arthur couldn't describe the pain…
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'What if I… expand my circuit?' A preposterous thought entered Arthur's mind, causing even him to laugh internally at the absurdity. But then again, he was in no position to protest and was desperate enough to try anything. The expansion of one's mana circuits was an entirely unexplored field that Arthur thought about researching in his former life. However, blinded by the success, he never ended up pursuing it, relying solely on his tremendous power. However, now, in a situation where a single…
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The occasional sound of dripping water, the approaching sound of footsteps, and the noise of his own, strained breathing kept Arthur awake, preventing him from entering a slumber he may never be able to escape. The barrier held strong, protecting the crimson-eyed man from the few pursuers that hadn't perished during the explosion. However, Arthur wasn't certain whether he could survive with such wounds. The flesh was ripped from his body, leaving only remnants of tendons and his bare skeletal…
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Clusters of tiny orbs descended from the ashen sky, illuminating the somewhat dim atmosphere with their lustrous light. The chaos continued, and dozens of people continued to hack away at each other. Their sole purpose was to commit murder and preserve the honor of their village. It was impressive how devoted a person could be to their town. However, Arthur would refer to it as stupidity if he were here. The naivety portrayed by mindlessly fighting for something or someone that did not give two shits…
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