Mary Wilson
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Stillness crawled back across the town, like a looming shadow. The landscape froze in place once more. I sighed, relief pouring over me. I shook my head, making the worry slide off my shoulders. Living in Springfield was like living beside a volcano. You could never tell when it was going to erupt. I needed to be ready for that eruption, so I grit my teeth and readied myself. I headed back towards Torix for a few tips. He may already know several of the skills I needed anyways. As I ran over towards his…-
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Finding the most productive way of spending my time, I set out to build the rest of Althea’s rifle. Fortunately, the stock wouldn’t be as difficult as the barrel to build. The barrel required tremendous precision. The stock of the gun required some, but not the laser like precision the barrel needed. With that in mind, I reached the center of the Steel Legion’s encampment once more. Setting up on a wooden work bench, I resumed work on the rifle. Making the stock was simple. Before I started, I…
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At least by post-apocalyptic standards. It looked like she’d borrowed a dress from Kessiah or Torix, considering the quality. It was stylish, fitted dress made of black fabric. A pretty normal garb though a slight split up the left leg and a split down the chest gave it an edgy vibe. It showed a little more skin than normal. She still had on a pair of leather shoes instead of heels. It made it obvious how uncomfortable she was in the dress. I grinned, “You’re beautiful.” Althea blushed,…
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I stomped the ground and activated oppression. High pitched screaming echoed out around me along with a hailstorm of hellfire. The trees wilted in seconds, turning to dust. The brushes and birds and bees disintegrated, exposure the to the aura killing them in an instant. Amidst the rain of blue bullets, I noticed something odd. Oppression was different, not quite like before. Controlling it was easier, like I didn’t have to think about the intensity or range. Figuring out the difference would wait for…
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I clapped my hands together, “Hell yeah. It’s about time.” Torix nodded, “Indeed it is. You’ve progressed at a rapid pace for the most part…though considering your effervescent flow of mana and the kind of mana you wield; your progress is only slightly above average.” I shrugged, “Eh, as long I’m moving forward, that’s what matters. No point in meaningless comparisons.” Torix frowned, “Ah…I suppose your right. Then onto the gravity magic.” Torix created a chair made…
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Kessiah blinked, “Uh…You sure got up from that fast.” I nodded, “I mean yeah, of course I did. Remember, my health regen is crazy high.” Torix tapped his chin, “It’s astonishing when seen in person, however. It’s nothing like I imagined it. The process is much more…grotesque.” I shrugged, “Better to be disgusting and alive then beautiful and dead, right?” Torix glanced at Althea, “I suppose.” He glanced at the cracking, dry skin on his corpse hands, “I suppose I…
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I stomped my feet and charged forward. The ground ripped underfoot, but I kept steady with my telekinetic augments. Facing me with her side, Kessiah shot out a simple jab with her left hand once I reached her. I ducked sideways, out towards her left. If ducked towards her right, she could counter with her right hand and use my dodge against me. This also left her body exposed. Taking full advantage, I stomped my front foot into the ground. My telekinetic augments dug into the pavement like cleats,…
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I dropped from the pillar before slamming into the ground. The echo rippled through the chamber, my feet digging into the stone. I glanced up, “What do you mean made you into what you are?” Althea’s hands shook, like literal fear was crawling across her skin. It was like watching a war victim who couldn’t handle the sound of gunshots. I walked towards her before raising my palms to her, “Hey, calm down. Focus. You can do this. You’re a fierce, strong woman. Not a little girl anymore.…
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The sea of insects expanded, until all I could see was a wave of fluttering wings, eyes, and limbs. As they came closer, the bodies piled onto each other. A surge of them came crashing towards me, like the whole body of insects was a shifting liquid. Before the wave of monsters hit me, I slammed my hand into the stone beneath me. Spikes from my armor ripped out of the brick ground, impaling into the floor and wall of insects. As they tried ramming through the barricade, they tore each other apart. The…
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I pointed at the three named ones, “So we kill them, go into the tunnel, clear out the eldritch, then escape before the rift closes?” Torix shook his head, “Close, but you won’t have to escape at the end. All that happens is the tunnel converts into a normal dungeon once the rift keeper is killed.” I sighed, “What level should we be expecting from it then?” “Nothing higher than level 1000. It will likely be another of the angels, like Gabriel.” I raised an eyebrow, “I…
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