Matthew Thompson
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During their Battle, Ath constantly spoke down on and taunted his older brother, eventually getting the better of him and forcing him into a position where he would either need to sacrifice his only arm or die. His older brother did just that, except this was where the battle took a turn. To Ath’s surprise, his older brother had become a master Magician. He created two new Mana Construct arms, mercilessly beating him into submission, mangling Ath’s body, and shattering his mind once again. However,…
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-Reminder, in naming your pets, there is a cost, part of your stats and MP will be drained and burned as these will become the TRUE names of the creatures you share a contract with.- Sighing aloud, Cynrik smiled bitterly at the fact there was a cost to naming his pets but still felt it was alright, so long as it didn’t drain too much from him. ‘How bad are we talking here, Tobs? What are my losses going to look like?’ Although not really concerned, especially since he had recently had quite the…
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“I need both of you not to fight back ok, this may sting a little bit, but if you both accept what I am about to do, you will get stronger than you could ever imagine.” His words were more so for himself, as the only responses he got from the chicks were head tilts and eyes full of confusion as they watched the drops of blood coming off his fingers with shimmering eyes. ‘Tobs, I want to confirm they can handle the contract before moving forward.’ Hesitating slightly when he saw how excitedly both…
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“He’s nervous,” Brance stated, causing everyone’s eyes to narrow. “Yeah, I had to calm him down earlier,” Selene added as her eyes never left the screen. “How can you guys tell?” Gabby asked in confusion. To her, Cynrik appeared as expected, albeit maybe a little hyper, but still average for him. “He’s tense; even if Big Bro is good at hiding his body expressions, he can’t hide the subtle movements of his jawline tensing or the rapid flickering of his eyes. Watch his body…
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“Tsk, bully!” Stomping her foot, Selene spun on her heels and left the bedroom after adjusting her clothes enough to be presentable. Hearing the door close, Cynrik shook his head a couple of times before standing up and observing the hatching process from a distance. “No wonder these things are so expensive; to be able to change the particle’s state of being from micro-gaseous into this liquidized state meant for absorption is as complex as it gets.” Cynrik mused aloud as he held up his hand…
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Closing the door to his bedroom quietly, Cynrik found Selene fast asleep with a lewd smile on her face on his bed. “Tsk, this girl, she finished her enlightenment and went to bed.” Clicking his tongue, Cynrik ignored her and walked over to the two tall devices on the opposite side of the room. Stepping up to the first of the two Incubators, he triple-checked that everything was in order. He began the final steps before placing his eggs inside the hatching chamber to apply more of his Mana into the…
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“Holy crap…no way, is that an Epic Rank, Tier-3 Fusion Affinity Enlightenment Skill book?” Gabby asked in awe. “Yep, and it’s for the Temperature Affinity; once I learn this, I will be able to freely adjust not only the metal temperature as I forge but also the surrounding temps, allowing me to create the perfect environment to optimize the items I make while smithing.” Benny’s eyes sparkled with an excited glint as he turned the book back around and cradled it to his chest. A few seconds…
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“Yosh, that’s done, now I need to power level my Tamer class, hatch my Birbs, and we are good to go.” Cynrik cheerfully exclaimed as he punched his right palm with his left fist. Soon, Cynrik had dumped hundreds of XP crystals out of his inventory, scattering them around himself, making him appear like an island surrounded by a sea of tiny crystals. For the next few minutes, Cynrik entered a repetitive sequence of events where he would scoop up a handful of crystals, drain them of the XP stored…
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“Sigh, I am getting flashbacks to all those MMOs I played back in the day; oh well, time to grind,” Brance ruefully said as he set about chipping away at the cloudy uncut stones. It took him a couple of minutes, but eventually, Brance finished hacking away at the uncut Opal, polishing it from its lackluster cloudy form into a brilliantly shining jewel. With the first Opal finished, Brance held the stone to the light before noticing some notifications were rolling in; the most surprising notification…
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‘All or nothing, there is no turning back now.’ With that final thought, Cynrik pushed his hand forward, envisioning that his finger was a hair-thin tool, and began carving the runes, bringing about a new type of pain he had never experienced. With his fingertip pressed firmly against his flesh, Cynrik made a micro-incision on the pectoral muscle, one so small that it wasn’t even visible. Through his control of the Mana collected on his fingertip, he made a neigh invisible beam of pure energy that…
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