Matthew Thompson
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While Cynrik was scrolling through the Obelisk Market Place, trying to figure out what to spend his 370 OKP, Brance watched the final timer run down and sighed in relief when he saw what creatures he was facing. |Now Summoning Twentieth Floor Opponents, 10 Tier-1 Level 19 AquaNewts.| Stepping back a few paces and drawing his weapons, Brance watched as the particle cloud descended to the ground and broke into ten separate clusters before forming a group of large, bluish-green sports car-sized lizards.…
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Rolling his eyes, Brance continued waiting for the timer to show up, which would force him to move to the next Floor. Cynrik scoffed as he observed the Hobgoblins on the other side of the room pounding one of their fists on their chests in unison. Each one held crude iron curved swords, and after their aggressive display, each began rushing forward with bloodshot eyes. Smiling as he pictured the look on Cynrik’s face. Brance picked up his greatsword and checked the condition of both it and his…
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| Congratulations, you have Cleared the Nineteenth Floor. Would you like to continue to the Twentieth Floor or Save and Exit?| Brance muttered as he tried to catch his breath and examined his resource stats. Cynrik chuckled as he heard his brother’s complaining. Clicking his tongue and sitting up, Brance sighed as he noticed his MP had dropped below 20 percent because of his use of Cynrik curiously asked. Shrugging his shoulders as he spoke, Brance released his greatsword and allowed it to…
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Keeping on the move, Brance frowned as he heard Cynrik’s description of the Transmogrifier. The ability to transform another creature into a more powerful state made things difficult for him. If he wasn’t worried about going after the Perfect clear, even if the Hobgoblins had reached a higher Tier, Brance could have still dealt with them. However, in going for a perfect clear, the assumption was that he would take ZERO combat damage, which eliminated his ability to fight the creatures on even ground.…
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Narrowing his eyes and examining the Goblin in the center of the last line, Brance noticed its wooden staff was slightly different than the two standing on either side of it. “Kwar,” The Healer grumbled in a guttural tone that resembled a language but didn’t register with Brance’s skill. However, even if couldn’t understand it, the other nine goblins could, as they closed ranks and advanced slowly, with the creatures at the front raising their spears and shaking them in an attempt to…
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Waving his hand in the air, Cynrik began scrolling through all of the notifications, and the more he read, the harder his brow creased. -You have located a Unique Grade Affinity Gem Piece. (Chaos)- -By collecting all five pieces, you will create a Fair Chaos Affinity Gem, which can be used to attain the Unique Grade Affinity.- -WARNING, WARNING, WARNING.- -YOU HAVE COME IN CONTACT WITH AN UNSTABLE ELEMENTAL PARTICLE!- -Due to being broken into five pieces, the Pure Chaos Mana Particles stored within…
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Although Yennifer wore a pleasant smile, her words were anything but, and the commanding yet condescending tone she took sent an involuntary shiver down Brance’s spine, causing his brilliant luster to flicker off and on for a moment like a dying candle. Even his wings and Crest seemed to turn off and on. |”Hm, that is different, how intriguing.”| Yennifer said as she examined Brance like a zoo animal. Her violet eyes scanned his body, taking in every minute change as time passed. Her robotic yet…
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Triggering his Húðflúr and Æsir Mode, Cynrik shakily raised his left arm towards the ceiling and pooled all the ambient, Dark, Fire, and Wind Mana from the surrounding room around his palm. In doing this, he created a baseball-sized compressed orb of Tri-Affinity Mana Particles. ‘C’mon, you son of a bitch, work.’ Unsteadily, Cynrik lowered the Tri-Affinity orb down to just above his heart, where his Codex was located, and forcefully pushed the ball of pure Mana directly into his chest. Through…
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|Welcome to the First Level Trial Obelisk Tower.| |Commensing Biometric Scan of Student.| |Scan Complete, Hello Student Björn “Ironside” Ragnarsson; I am the Obelisk Companion Artificial Intelligence known as Yennifer; you may call me Yenni.| |Since this is your first time in the Trial Obelisk Tower, let me briefly explain the rules and how the Obelisk Market Place works.| ‘Of course, it’s named that.’ Brance thought as he smirked and listened to the soft and gentle female voice as she…
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At 7 am sharp, Cynrik got out of his chair, set up the new coffee pot, and set it to brew before going room to room, waking everyone up. By the time he got back into the living room, Brance was still asleep, albeit restless. In front of the Holo-Tv stand, Cynrik calmly crossed his arms over his chest and watched his little brother toss and turn violently while covered in sweat. This wasn’t the first time he saw this scene, as he had stumbled on Brance several times since they moved into the dorms out…
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