Matthew Robinson
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Opening my eyes to the darkness around me, I smiled as I heard the crackle of my chains rubbing against each other. I successfully forced those idiots to sign the Slave Contract, but the Warden had made a surprise visit to the courtyard before becoming outraged at the bloody scene. Yet things only escalated as I told everyone that I would break out of this hell hole within nine days. Gitting his teeth, the Warden banished me to solitary. However, I quickly ran, bursting into laughter as hundreds of Peak…-
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"Vaevictis" I repeated, looking down at the square box Olivia gave me. Watching the screen suddenly brighten, I smiled, laying my head against my pillow before curling into a ball. Me: Do you mind if I also use it? Bae: Not at all, as long as my dear wife has me in mind. Me: Of course, but I think I will come to visit you within a few days. You need to be aware of what is going on, especially with Sitri. Bae: Bahumat has already told me about that bastard, but I'm sure you will answer some…
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Resting my palm upon my chin, I eyed the sea of people outside my cell. The word was quickly released that the Warden wanted me dead. With a slight smile filled with derision, I snickered, "It has been two days. Are all of you going to continue blocking me?" I mocked, wondering when he was going to move me to another cell. Standing up, I walked towards my cell, opening up the gate blocking them from me. As a clear path appeared, "Pathetic," I spat in contempt, walking through the path of prisoners.…
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Taking a seat within a small elegant office, I couldn't believe existed in this place. I eyed the warden and the little Kid. "Now, this is a surprise. Did Roald's family finally intervene?" I curiously inquired as the small boy frown nodding in agreement. "They have, but the situation has changed, so they sent me here to..." "Gather data; you must be that good for them to send someone not even pass the Gate of Truth." I coldly replied, cutting the young boy off as he merely nodded in…
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"Baphomet said he held multiple sins, so why not I? I will hold them all; I will consume all, for I will be a King of Sin. A King of Pure Evil, A king of Savagery, I will be it all." I roared, bellowing in laughter as thunder and Lightning began to fill the skies once again. With an insane gleam, I arose, knowing what I needed to do. Touching the mark of Baphomet, I smiled as I activated his mark. "Do you know how to increase the effects of all my sins?" I lightly asked as his deranged laughter…
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Arsene, your greatness knows no bounds. Not to be arrogant, but I may be the second coming. That must be it; how else can someone explain how awesome I am. Lord God-Sama, thank you for giving me this honor. Nodding, I felt it was finally time to learn the Next Demonic Arte Bael gifted me before he went crazy. Calming my emotions down, I began looking at the next arte deep within my soul. Frowning at the content, I grew confused, "Why would bael have two artes like this? I thought it would be an…
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"Gorgo is dead." "He killed... he Killed Vexioe's right hand." Snorting, I felt my wounds beginning to heal at a quick rate beneath my armor. Glancing at the guards, still watching with indifference, I sneered. Lowering his stance, the giant turned to Gorgo with a sad expression, "Rest in the depts of Valhalla, my brother. I will be sending this bastard straight to Hel." He whispers as the air began to thin and churn. Dark grey light began to shine from Vexioe as he sent me a chilling light.…
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Opening my eyes, I turned to the hundreds of Peak Realm of truth before walking away. Zanris would be my first. She would make a perfect demon, but I wonder what type of demon she will be. She is a dark elf, so she should still retain her elven heritage as a demon. Taking my leave, I began forming contracts with hundreds of men and women bound by chains. None of them were even remotely as powerful as Zanris, but they were at the peak of the Realm of Truth or powerful mages, giving me tons of room to…
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"You really are a pain the ass; you know that?" Bjorn, my cellmate, complain, eyeing me up and down in relief. "But it's good you made it. Congrats on your breakthrough." Cuffing my arms, I bowed, "Thanks for the assist. Things would have turned differently if not for you." "Please, those three girls of yours were there to protect you. Especially the one with the silver hair. I don't know who she is, but it was thanks to her that you are safe." Pulling my lips upwards, I could not help but smile,…
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Opening Baels Origin of Circles, my eyes began to gleam as I saw a small pentagram appear within my eyes. It was not complicated, only holding a simple drawing of a circle with a star reaching the edges of its base. "The Art of Circles revolves around creation. Formations we perceive are merely an illusion that blinds or, in a way, how we understand what creation is. In some way, all beings are composed of their very own circle, in other words, an Emblem. "To the few that awaken their emblem, it…
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