Mary Wilson
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I closed out the message, biting my lip. Before anything else, I composed a message back to Amara. I sent the message and brainstormed for a bit. With a bit of thought, I devised a simple plan. For now, forming the conduit between Amara and I was paramount. Her added mana generation would feed the cipher on my forearms. After coming up with a simple plan, I sent another message. With those messages handled, I bit my lip. Breakers capped out at level 12,000. If five or six maxed out…-
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The overseer stayed silent. Yawm clapped his hands, a vicious delight infecting his voice, “Is it so shocking to see me? Why does it stun you so?” The overseer gripped his fist. As he did, the air around us cackled like a banshee, turning a shade of emerald. Aura’s of green condensed in the palms of Yawm. “Now now, stay calm. Otherwise that leash choking your neck might turn into a guillotine.” The overseer shook in visible rage. Based on the story the overseer told me a while back,…
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The bojokans cowered in fear, all but their leader. The steel wires wobbled along his skin, the monster trembling. The force in his words slammed into me. I stayed steady, my will like iron. Yawm turned towards me, “You still stand? Ah yes, you invested into willpower perks. A spirit like yours fights against suppression. These eldritch on the other hand are akin to animals.” He gestured at them, “They shudder, terrified of a meaningful presence.” He stared at the bojokan boss, his eyes…
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I scratched my cheek, “How exactly are we going to Yawm leaned back in his chair, “I gave the issue some thought, and I came to a realization – you learned the cipher from rifts.” I opened my hand, turning it in circles, “Uh huh.” Yawm raised a hand, “This gives a practical idea, especially after discovering Amara’s existence. The eldritch know the cipher on an intrinsic level. Learning it from her and my own musings is frustrating. My motivation is waning. I believe that my…
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I numbed myself, eliminating any thoughts about his accusation. I raised an eyebrow at Yawm. He stood up straight. He moved his hands between us, measuring our heights. “Odd. I thought I noticed a difference for some reason. My mistake.” I shrugged, “Eh, it happens. Sometimes I forget how much taller you are than me.” Yawm raised his eyebrows, “I suppose I’m seeing stars after that lesson with the eldritch. I think you were right about her. She can’t speak even an ounce of…
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The insects neared me, their shining mandibles clapping with enough power to split cars apart. It wouldn’t even hurt me, but I decided on practicing my skills. I leapt, dodged, and dashed between the insects. Kinetic Leviathan throttled them, pulling them off balance. Combined with my speed, they couldn’t even touch me. The unique skill was pretty damn good. If I could actually outweigh Yawm by a decent amount, it would be invaluable against him. So good that I experimented on Gorger of Mana with…
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I stopped my face from curling up like a raisin, but it was a feat of sheer willpower. I paused, lost for words as I stared at her. Once I got my bearings, I finished what I was saying, “Alright Amara, fine, I’ll…leave.” I turned and walked out of the room, holding in my shock. I had no idea Amara was that powerful. Even Yawm would be blown back by the tools she had at her disposal. She connected me to the system in seconds. The message even mentioned she was an admin. I thought Overseers…
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I sighed. Yawm walked over, “What is it?” I let him see the screen. Yawm scoffed, “I wouldn’t worry about your exile. We have someone who can reconnect us to the system.” I nodded, “Let’s hope so.” As I said that, the marble tablet disintegrated in a flash of white fire, like a firecracker burning. Yawm put his hands on his hips, looking at where the tablet was, “Then that settles that. It’s time we learn some of the cipher’s secrets from Amara, don’t you…
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I frowned at Yawm, “What kind of contract?” Yawm spread out his arms, “A contract written in the cipher. You’re actually the first being I’ve tried making one with.” I narrowed my eyes, “Why exactly?” Yawm pointed at me, “You’re the first sentient I’ve had the need to create one with. Therefore I might have made errors in the text. You may take your time deciphering through it.” I leaned over it. I gave it a cursory glance before looking back up at Yawm, “Could you…
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Yawm leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He rested his chin on his hands, “Really now? Would you mind describing how you’ve been lying, though I may already have a general idea.” I took a moment, my heart pounding in my chest. Thump, thump, thump, adrenaline flooded my system, my hands growing sweaty in seconds. I took a deep breath, let me get control of myself. It amazed me that a conversation like this had me much more nervous than a battle to the death did. That was the…
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