Mary Smith
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"....How much do you remember?" A soft voice echoed quietly in a small room where a tall and robust young man rested. His expression was pale, and his eyes remained fixed on the ceiling above him. It had been less than a day since Carmen had woken up, and his memory was rather hazy. All he could recall was feeling his chest explode and darkness enveloping his vision. By the time he regained consciousness, several days had passed. "Haa." Taking a deep breath, he turned to his…-
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Thump! The referee caught Leon's fall before announcing the result of the match. "The winner is Leon Ellert of the Nurs Ancifa Empire!" By the time the referee's voice faded, the entire Colosseum was quiet. Not a single person said a word as they looked at the passed-out Leon and the heavily breathing Amell who was sitting on the ground, his hands behind him to support his body. "Haaa... Haaa..." He looked utterly exhausted, his face pale and his chest rising and falling repeatedly. And…
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I hissed coldly upon hearing the words that came out of the little girl's mouth. A lot of things started to make sense then. From the four-leaved clover symbol to how the statue came about. '....So the Inverted Sky is an organization made up of the remnants of the Rilgona Monarchy.' Everything started to make sense when I recalled everything that I had seen. I had also learned a few new things. But at the same time, I had a few more questions in my mind. Like... The Four-leaved clover,…
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Invert the sky...? The words whispered into my head, ringing continuously as I stared at the little girl before me. I tried to make sense of her words, shifting my attention away from her and looking at the room. A thought occurred to me then... I turned my attention to the window. The dark, hazy gray sky loomed overhead, like an ink painting smeared across a canvas, while the pale white sun cast its cold light over everything below. '.... Could they want the sky to turn normal?' But…
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'W-what...!?' I didn't want to believe it. It made no sense, but staring at the drawing, I knew that it was without a doubt, my brother. From the contours of his face to his unique green eyes that made him stand out to the others whenever we went out. It was without a doubt him. 'Mortum' The little doubts that I had regarding 'Mortum' being my brother vanished at that moment. This was undeniable proof that he was still alive. Why else would she draw a picture of him..? Or was there…
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Chapter 338: A sealed past Empty, yet heavy. A hollow ache followed after. It pressed down on his chest, and the world around him turned gray. Leon felt everything slow down at that moment. Overhearing Amell’s words, he lifted his head to meet his gaze. It was then that Leon finally saw a change in his appearance. He looked so… Bitter. Why…? Wh— Leon stumbled forward, barely managing to keep his grip on the sword. Images flashed in his mind. Sweat dripped down from his body as he stood…
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Unlike in the past, the Angel didn't approach me carefully. The Angel sprinted my way the moment that I took note of it. Its thin hands were no longer clasped together in a begging motion; instead, they reached high above its head, fingers twisted into claws as it surged toward me. " ..." I felt a chill as the hands drew closer, ready to clamp around my throat at any second. My heart pounded in my chest as the Angel drew nearer, its hollow eyes locked onto mine with a terrifying hunger. I…
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Clank! Sparks flew in the air. Two blades crossed, and two gray eyes interlocked. A wave of pressurized wind energy burst forth from the point of contact between the two weapons as neither side gave out, each standing their own ground. Amell and Leon stared at each other for a brief moment before stepping back, momentarily withdrawing. With a simple exchange, the two managed to get a general idea of each other's strengths. 'He's strong.' Amell's mind churned. The mirror within his…
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"....That was a wonderful performance." Atlas gazed down at the platform below, where several mages dressed in white tunics were busy cleaning up the aftermath of the fight between Julien and Kaelion, their hands extended as they worked. The next match was about to start. It was the highly anticipated match between Leon and Amell, one of the big four, and the one closest to the big four. Well... used to be. There was now someone new in the big four. A thin smile formed on Atlas's lips…
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"Haa... Haa..." My surroundings were quiet. Was it because no one was speaking, or was it because I couldn't hear at all? I wasn't sure. My vision was blurry and my muscles were cramping. I could tell that both of my arms were in a terrible state. While they weren't completely broken, it was hard for me to use them. All that I knew was that I was in the middle of a fight. In the last moments, the world slowed down. Seeing the numerous magic circles that surrounded me and the fist that…
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