Matthew Thompson
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"No can do, Headmaster Rivia; people like him need to be taught that there are some people you can't afford to piss off. Tier-5 means nothing if you haven't trained your body enough to handle 12g of Killing Intent. Every member of my Faction has trained under 15g. How the hell did this guy become a Head Dean? "Sigh, here we go again," Gabby said as she held Milo in her arms and shook her head. At Cynrik's words and the subsequent murmur from Gabby, the room became so silent that you could hear a pin…
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Around fifteen minutes later, Instructor Garrison returned with Kurza, and after knocking on the dorm's front door several times, Cynrik finally appeared wearing his school uniform. "Are you guys trying to get me scolded by the Headmaster? We are already behind schedule, and I just received word that the other teams, their Instructors, and Headmaster Rivia are already waiting at the portal." Garrison pushed Cynrik to the side and entered the dorm, only to find the other members of MyrkLys lounging in the…
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While Brance and Gabby conversed with Cinyah, Cynrik made a mad dash toward the dorms with Selene in tow. "Darling, why do you keep avoiding your mother? You can't possibly be scared of her….can you?" Tucked under Cynrik's arm like a piece of luggage, Selene didn't mind her positioning and asked curiously. Every time the topic had been brought up in the past, Cynrik was quick to avoid it, but never before had he reacted in the way he was currently. "You don't get it, Sel; Mom is a beast even I can not…
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After a boisterous shout from Instructor Garrison, Cynrik reigned in the group, Kurza included, and ordered the other members of MyrkLys to assume one of their seven basic battle formations. The next thing he did came as a surprise to no one: having Kurza sign a strict non-disclosure agreement in the form of a CSH Binding Soul Contract. One that, if broken, would not only rob Kurza of his Tier and Skills, shatter his Mana Veins and Codex, leaving him crippled, but also saw him forking over any and all…
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For several hours, Cynrik floated in the same position, and although his mind was still active, his body was unmoving aside from the calm bobbing motion that came along with being in zero gravity. Over these few rest hours, he went through the intricate process of creating Runic Diagrams and broke it down into a simple method that he could abus…utilize at any time. This entailed transposing the Diagram and each of the Runes forming the symbol into a basic language not unlike what he would have used in…
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"I don't bother focusing on any one thought for too long, as even I am not capable of that level of processing power…yet. However, in my insanity, there is brilliance, and through experimentation hidden behind the panic and craziness, I find the perfect idea to work through every now and then. That is how I pulled this awesome shit off!" Clenching his fist and punching at the air, Cynrik stated with a smirk on his lips. -I hate how you summarize feats of grandeur with such lackluster words, Cynrik.…
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Without looking back at his disheartened girlfriend, Cynrik slipped into the familiar negative world known as the Shadow Realm and soon touched down on the branch of one of the shadowy trees that dotted the realm as far as the eye could see. Quickly finding a decent position on the branch he was standing on, Cynrik collapsed on his butt and leaned his back against the structure. "Balance my ass; this is no better than stacking the deck in favor of Native Vinestrians," Cynrik complained to no one in…
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After expressing his concerns, a frown crept onto Cynrik's lips as he moved away from Selene and Brance's Class promotions and to Gabby, Benny, and Melody. With each line of text, he read through each of the papers handed from the respective member of MyrkLys; the deeper his frown became until finally, he had enough and groaned loud enough to draw everyone's attention. "Seriously, all of you except me got similar shit. Your Tier-1 Class Skills merged into an overpowered "Mind" skill, and your Tier-2…
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Although Cynrik had a lot to think about and planning needed to be done, he had to put it on hold and review the other members of the parties' new info. Closing his eyes and bringing up the memory from a few minutes prior, when Brance sent him over all the notifications he had received during the Promotion, Cynrik felt ripped off once again. -You have obtained the Primary Class Tier-3 Enforcer of the Holy Flame (Unique)- -All of your Former Class Distributions have been merged with your new…
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] Cynrik teased as he watched Brance's eyes franticly dart around the surrounding area. ] Patting his chest several times and looking over at Selene and Cynrik as they hid their laughter, Brance felt like his heart was about to explode. ] Cynrik yawned loudly before heading to the bleachers with his woman in tow while wrapping his arm around Selene's waist. ] Without missing a beat, Brance was quick to retort. Still, instead of poking at his older brother for the reaction he expected, Cynrik lifted his…
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