Mary Wilson
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I leaned over, my stare hardening. I shouted, “Who are you?” Althea frowned, glancing around for her rifle. Unable to find it where she last left it, she reformed her hand before aiming her rifle at the thing. It tilted its head again, “I tell you to come. You shout. Violent. I pray for Gar’s son.” Althea and I lowered our guards. I raised an eyebrow, but no one saw it because of my helmet, “What are you talking about?” He pointed backwards, “Gar’s son come here. He take…-
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So that’s what I did. The priority turned to sensing gravity, even the smallest fragments of it. I had to learn to walk before I ran, so to speak. After brainstorming some solutions for a bit, I sat in a room with gravity that was slightly off. I cleared my mind, directing my attention to my senses. Instead of thinking about it, I would discover it over time. About fifteen minutes into the venture, a notification popped up. The skill was just what I needed. Using it, I stretched out my other…
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Althea sighed, “At least we’ll see them coming.” I nodded, “Keeping it positive. I like that.” I turned towards the edge of the mountains. Unlike the other rift, there wasn’t any obvious barrier. The red sky stretched endlessly, no white tendrils locking it in. The sand dunes stretched up high to the horizon, but we could see the end. It would take maybe a few hours to reach the mountain tops. The goal was to reach somewhere with food, water, and shelter. Food and water was asking a bit…
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I shook my head, thinking up what my speech would be. Introducing myself would be an excellent way of gaining some favor. I could mention how I’ve slain enemies hundreds of levels above me as well. Setting myself up with some expertise helped validate what would follow. After that, discussing how life has changed would be a good topic to touch on. Since Schema came over, life devolved for most people. That’s probably the most demotivating aspect of fighting Yawm. Even if we win, many family members…
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I shook my head, “I don’t need luck. I need a plan. Food, some supplies, maybe finishing a unique skill or two.” Torix frowned, “From what I’ve seen, your armor can store things. How, I’ve no idea. Discovering that may make your journey easier, however. Outside of that, perhaps leaving a conduit in our world would be a good idea.” I raised an eyebrow, “Conduit?” Torix nodded, “Yes. Remember how I created one between you and Althea.” I blinked twice before smacking my…
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Checking out my status screen, I placed all my remaining points into strength. Strength coursed through my flesh, might filling my bones. I grinned, stomping a foot to the ground. Cracks formed beneath me. The quickness of my nerves sharpened, as if my control tightened. My body balanced, staying stable as a mountain. I rolled my shoulders, enjoying the enhancement of my own limits. Every piece of me felt on point, like one of those days were everything goes right. I opened my status screen. Its…
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Bloodbull reached me, lashing out with a wild strike with his right arm. I stepped forward, ducking under the strike. As he charged me, I bashed a blow into his stomach with my right arm. The empowered force of the blow slowed his charge as I spun on my heels once more. Spinning like a top, I drilled my left hand into Bloodbull’s side. I used the recoil to drag me out from in front of him. He passed by me, undeterred and smiling. The eldritch mask on his face grinned, “Is that all you have?”…
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Seconds passed, but no gunfire or crunching leaves sounded near me. I glanced around, looking for clues. I found none. I closed my eyes, listening and smelling the air. The slight scent of the alien’s blood was nearby. Maybe the FearFighter’s hadn’t betrayed me. Maybe the tribals found them first. There was only one way to find out. I skulked towards the smell, opening my eyes and reaching out with oppression. There was no need for subtlety now that the mission was fucked either way. As oppression…
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I pulled the person closer, glancing at her hand. A glowing dagger was there, with the air fizzling around it. She whipped it towards my neck, the air whistling as she did so. Off reflex, my armor shot out and pierced through her forearm. The guards aimed their rifles at me, but I shot my armor out towards the barrels. My armor pierced the rifles, tearing them apart before the guards ran away. Turning back to the girl, I grabbed he plasma knife from her hand. I snapped the handle, shutting the blade…
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Sensing my discomfort, Torix grinned with evil on his lips…at least to me it was evil. “Does the prospect of giving a speech seem so bad?” I rolled my eyes, “It’s not something I’m used to. I’d rather fight giant monsters. I’m more in my element there.” Torix turned and walked towards the command center of the steel legion. I followed beside him as he entered lecture mode, “That is precisely why we’re doing it. The other unique skill I can show you is called Words of…
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