Mary Wilson
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No fragment of the monsters remained. No limbs, blood, or breath. Only the blue cores hummed beside me, my senses fuzzy and strange. Everything unveiled around me as gravitation or mana, no physical feelings rushing in. Turning my awareness inward, I found no physical body. I existed as my dimensional wake alone, having disintegrated into nothing. And from nothing, I returned. My body reconstituted, phasing into existence. I stood among the liquid pit of dead behemoths and primevals. I soaked them in…-
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But they were in for a rude awakening. My many elemental furnaces fueled into action, and many of my minds took on different roles for combat. I set up a line of targets, preparing a battle plan. I shifted back to Event Horizon, and I readied several minds for a psionic battle as well. Once my body saturated with mana, a plasma of energy formed around me, melting anything nearby. It was time. I stared at these horrific monsters, and I pounded my chest to get their attention. They peered at me, and I…
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It reminded me of being locked into BloodHollow, where I barely survived and time again. But I was a different person than then. I changed from the ground up and inside out. I wouldn’t be sitting there, wallowing in a dark pit like before. I was the Harbinger now, and it was time to prove it. Panels of energy formed around me, reconstructing my reality. The world warped and changed, the air drying out and the ground hardening. Even when surrounded by rock, radiation bathed over me in its warm…
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Shalahora crowed, “Neither may I.” Schema radiated, “The period of this test will be three months within a gravitational sink. Minutes will pass here, and your guilds will be fine. However, the fate of your futures will be determined by your ranking.” Schema’s presence left the area, “So let the lottery…Begin.” Rulers around me peered around in confusion, wondering what to do next. Taking a moment to do the same, I dove deep into thought. Many of my minds kicked into action,…
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My armor grinned as the energy writhed inside my blood and bones. The ascendant mana shouted out with madness, wishing for death and destruction. I tilted my head at the noise before quashing the lunacy of the tiny mana blot. I raised a hand, the ascendant mana flooding into my palm. I smashed it in my hand, arcs of lightning streaking out. I took a breath, mana flooding into my body. I pulled my helmet off my face, breathing out the red mist. I smiled at everyone, a glint in my eye, “I’m Daniel…
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I peered back and forth, looking around at the other rulers nearby. No one moved to any specific place, so I created a telepathic link with Shalahora. I murmured, “This probably isn’t your first meeting if I had to guess, so are there any pointers you have on where to go?” Shalahora radiated, “This is my first meeting as well.” My eyes widened, “Woah, really?” “I’ve lived a long life…But it was not spent ruling over others. I isolated myself, and only recently have I decided to…
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Spear peered up before tilting his head, “I…I see you’ve grown in size. However, I doubt that goes for the will or direction of your mind.” I stepped up to his tear in dimensions, ripping it further to my size. As I stepped through, I raised my brow, “We’ll see.” Pulling my helmet over my face, I readied myself to see a piece of the galaxy’s might. I stepped onto a panel of graphene, mirroring an Overseer’s plating. Spear followed behind me, letting the dimensional rip close shut…
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I read the message and reread it, my stomach sinking at the prospect of being under Schema’s thumb. Another message popped upright as my mind started racing. I grimaced as dread pooling into my stomach. After rubbing my temples for a while, I got my thoughts together. I sent messages to everyone, asking them to have an impromptu emergency meeting at Chrona’s home. The open vantage point gave us plenty of room, and it let people fly here from afar. While everyone gathered, I considered…
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Taking my first step into using my new grimoire, I tested out a few of the page’s molding abilities. They mirrored how my armor moved but with a greater focus on precision instead of power. While I could mold my armor with immense force, getting it to hold details was beyond me. Testing that for a bit, I managed to mold Schema’s runes onto a clean patch of my armor. While imperfect, they’d work well enough. Attempting to get the cipher out of that shaping was a pipe dream, by comparison. No amount…
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I smiled, “Let’s say it’ll be less a garden and more a home. Eldritch tend to have a nasty reputation, so calling it a garden comes with some unsettling insinuations. Like you’re going raid our planet or something.” Plazia beetles hissed, “Wording aside, the point is still the same. Where shall I settle myself in your domain? Anywhere will be suitable for me.” I raised a hand, “Actually, you’ll be rooming beside someone I think you should meet.” Before heading to the abandoned…
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