Matthew Jones
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"Alex, are you aware that we're in the middle of a class?" Benjamin, stern-faced, rapped the blackboard sharply from the lectern, reprimanding, "If you have personal grievances, settle them elsewhere. This is a classroom, not a playground for your disputes!" With the fall of his words, an invisible aura of authority emanated from him, silencing the room instantly. John, aware of Benjamin's former strength as a gold-tier gale magus, chose not to counter and further provoke Alex, respecting his…-
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Human Federal Alliance, Security Area 301. Stellarburg City. StellarSea Academy. "Good brother...faster...faster!" On the rooftop of the school building, a girl in a school uniform bent over the railing, her black pleated skirt lifted up to her waist as she let the man behind her charge wildly. The girl's blonde hair kept flying in the breeze, and her moans kept fluttering in the wind. Vaguely, the duo could still hear the instructor's impassioned pre-war mobilization downstairs: "Today…
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The tunnels Zach and Zorian were traversing were weird. Not that there was a shortage of weird things this deep in the Dungeon, of course, but these tunnels were notable enough to make Zorian uneasy. They were completely covered in some kind of dark moss that formed a thick layer of soft vegetation on every wall, floor, and ceiling. Their feet sank into the dark mass with each step they took, making their progress slow and uncertain. The moss was harmless on its own, but who knows what hidden dangers…
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Hidden in the shadow of a damaged building, Zorian watched Zach fight against a horde of monsters in quiet awe. Regardless of whether it was war trolls, winter wolves, or iron beaks, none of the creatures could get close to Zach. A flash of fire, a barrage of force needles, and they all fell before the boy’s magical might. The only creatures that saw any success against the boy were iron beaks, since they could launch their feathers from a considerable range and were relatively small and maneuverable.…
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Zorian’s eyes abruptly shot open as sharp pain erupted from his stomach. His whole body convulsed, buckling against the object that fell on him, and suddenly he was wide awake, not a trace of drowsiness in his mind. “Good morning, brother!” an annoyingly cheerful voice sounded right on top of him. “Morning, morning, For a moment, Zorian was confused about what was happening. However, that moment was very brief. After all, Zorian had gone through this experience many, many times. He sent a…
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Zorian’s eyes abruptly shot open as sharp pain erupted from his stomach. His whole body convulsed, buckling against the object that fell on him, and suddenly he was wide awake, not a trace of drowsiness in his mind. He reacted instantly, his body twisting and moving on its own with supernatural fluidity and precision. The heavy object that fell on him was bounced back into the air with a surprised squeal while Zorian simultaneously rolled off the bed. He landed on his feet and smoothly righted himself…
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You have reached the end of the story. What follows is merely some general musings about the story and what comes next. If this doesn’t interest you, feel free to click away. When I first started posting I needed a plan, of course. I knew from my previous writing attempts that I wasn’t one of those people who can write a story while making things up as they go along. Rather than picking something sensible, however, I chose to make it an epic time travel plot spanning multiple continents and…
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Zorian’s eyes abruptly shot open as a sharp pain erupted from his stomach. His whole body convulsed, buckling against the object that fell on him, and suddenly he was wide awake, not a trace of drowsiness in his mind. “Good morning, brother!” an annoyingly cheerful voice sounded right on top of him. “Morning, morning, Panic. Zorian’s awakened mind felt nothing but pure, all-consuming terror. After all of his efforts, all the sacrifices he and people around him had made, it was all for naught.…
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He was Zorian Kazinski, the third son of a minor merchant family from Cirin, accidental time traveler, and quite possibly the most powerful human mind mage in all of Altazia… …and he had won. It was not an easy task to arrange all of this. Sure, he could have beaten Jornak and Silverlake, stopped the ritual, and left it at that… but that would be a very bittersweet outcome. Zach would have died at the end of the month and Zorian would have spent the rest of his future running away from Eldemarian…
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He was Jornak Dokochin, a humble lawyer from Cyoria, the …and he had won. The path had been long and difficult. He still remembered that fateful day he had realized Zach was a time traveler. The boy had been making scene after scene around the city, making ‘nonsensical’ statements to the newspapers and everyone else who would listen, never once outright stating what he was, but very much hinting at it. Very few people had taken him seriously. Jornak hadn’t either, in all honesty – not until…
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