Mary Wilson
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Looking around, I made sure Alastair and I were prepared for the battle on Blegara. Obolis mentioned in the last war meeting that these last few days of fighting with Daniel and his guild were critical for our guild. He wanted us to get to know the people there and create lasting relationships. That made me nervous. I wasn’t good at making friends. Not at all. I waddled back and forth, unable to sit still because of those thoughts. They just bounced around in my head like a little cub in a bounce…-
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Helios tapped the side of his head, “You wish to start that today? Right now?” I gave him a thumbs-up, “Yes, I do. Come on. Let’s go.” I floated him along to Springfield, each of us crossing over the woodlands of Michigan. Once near the beginnings of Springfield, we viewed the aftermath of our battle with Yawm in its full light. Many of the buildings were collapsed, several gigantic craters sprawled across the city’s surface. New kinds of fungi and mushrooms cropped up, filling in some of…
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I got everyone’s attention before announcing, “Lehesion was reincarnated from an alternate timeline, and Eonoth, a really loud Old One, was what actually killed the Spatial Fortress, not Lehesion.” Our factions burst into a fervent discussion, everyone reacting at my immediate announcement with shock, awe, and dread. Obolis winced, “I didn’t want to discover the Old One’s identity like this.” Helios facepalmed, “Of course. Reincarnated. That’s great. Just great.” Torix…
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We all stared at the sight, no one able to move. I expected Lehesion to win, but in the end, Eonoth bailed him out. I didn’t even understand the attack he used or why I was liquified while no one else was. I was the toughest guy here probably, yet I was the only one turned to mush. None of it made any sense, yet it was as real as Schema’s arrival years ago. In that same vein, this event was a passing of a torch. Everyone felt it. Schema had dominated the galaxy for centuries. Now, these rebels took…
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The deformed behemoth traversed across the vast void of space. Supporting the Spatial Fortress, vessels cascaded out in an endless torrent. These ships were of all sizes, many of them colored green with orichalcum. The greatest of these vessels were plated in dull gray, an ancient design and appearance dictating their lineage. These were the chosen shuttles of Schema, the blue plasma ebbing in glowing lines. Their designs stood as both foreign and overwhelming with sharp, angular edges. They warped…
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The center of the Nebula Drifter was an enormous room paneled on all sides by glass. It showed the sheer vibrance of space in a way I’d never seen in person. Obolis really enjoyed nebulas and galaxies since they seemed to be an everyday aesthetic for the guy, and he used them to the fullest extent for the natural sense of awe they gave. These panels of glass were supported by triangular, gray struts composed of the same material as Obolis’s armor. They were subtle, only taking up small sections at…
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I tapped the glass table with the tip of my claw as I pondered in the night. Long ago, I unlocked a perk that dissolved my necessity for sleep. Over the years, it became one of the distinguishing factors between my rule and others. The nights often stretched on into eternity if I found myself lost in my thoughts. These seas of doubt and turmoil created a stormy state of mind for me. I wrestled with many ideas and the information in my mind, stretching for answers where there were none. It left me…
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But working on something nice to wear would have to wait. I turned towards the restroom’s doors, waiting for Helios to walk out. As he did, the cape-wearing albony looked no worse for wear. He gave me a nonchalant wave, “I see you and Obolis have finished your talk. Should we go to rest?” “Yeah. You guys need it.” Obolis warped us into Mt. Verner, the mountain night shift working a few of the machines on the second floor. Beneath us, the residents slept soundly in their beds as essential…
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The albony around us pounded their chests and let out their own roars. They growled like lions, their imposing minds and wills united under this figure. That figure turned towards us, “Let us see the Harbinger in his full fury.” I nodded, “Eh, after that, I don’t think I’ll be all that impressive.” Obolis raised a palm, “That isn’t true at all. If anything, you’ll surpass me one day, of that I’m certain. A little guidance would go a long way in that regard. For now,…
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Without further delay, Helios lifted his hand and generated a portal with ease. On the other side of the entrance, a futuristic, metallic paneling lined the walls of a large room. It was the inside of a ship, likely a dreadnought class by the look of it. After crushing many of them, I kind of got a feel for their inner architecture, and this fit the bill. Helios peered around while raising his voice, “On the other side of this portal is a landing bay for an imperial dreadnought. Here, any…
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