Matthew Thompson
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Cynrik was training until around 4 am before finally calling it a night and heading to shower and sleep. Picking up his discarded shirt, he eventually left the training room and headed to the nearest bedroom, and upon opening the door, Cynrik’s jaw fell open and then turned into a grin. Seeing that Brance had already predicted which room he would choose and had even gone so far as to make his bed with the black and red bedding he grew accustomed to in Lawton, Cynrik silently applauded Brance’s…
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***AND SO IT BEGINS, EVERYONE, AS PROMISED, DOUBLE DAILY CHAPTERS FOR THE NEXT 60 CHAPTERS aka 30 Days! Slight change to the schedule, I will be posting them at 7AM CST, and 7PM CST*** ‘This isn’t so bad; not every place can be like the HBTC; oh well, I guess I should get in a short workout before showering and unloading my stuff into my bedroom.’ Rolling his neck to the side and releasing the built-up tension in the form of a loud pop. Cynrik began tensing the muscles in both his arms and legs…
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-Now playing 2 hours of Moria/LOTR& Ambience- Dwarven Music with Cavern Ambience.- The dimly lit cavern was filled with hand-carved stone buildings that appeared to be hundreds of years old, yet either by their expert craftsmen ship or the sturdy stone materials the buildings were carved from, everything looked immaculate. Cynrik asked, barely able to keep his feet moving due to shock and awe. Brance said, wiping a single tear from the corner of his eye. Standing next to the brothers, Benny was…
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“HAHAHAHHAHAH! I TOLD YOU GUYS, HAHAHAHA, THOSE STUPID ACTIONS OF YOURS FINALLY CAUGHT UP, LEMMIE GUESS, YALL RAN AROUND LOOKING LIKE MURDERERS AS YOU KO’D PEOPLE!” However, unlike Benny, Selene, and Cynrik, who were enraged at the punishment, Brance burst out laughing his ass off, nearly falling out of his chair. “Shut up, it’s easy for you to be unconcerned by this change in events, but for me especially, I am being chained down in place.” It took every ounce of Cynrik’s willpower to…
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After parting with the referees, Cynrik quickly located his group, rejoined them, and briefly summarized the interaction with Professor Wallin to Selene and Brance as they walked away from the frat-house-like Second-year dorms. ] Cynrik stated with his nose raised to the sky. THWACK Unfortunately for him, Brance didn’t see it that way and swiftly delivered a powerful knock to the top of his older brother’s head. ] Brance huffed loudly before continuing his parental rant. ] THWACK Finishing his…
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Flying at her fastest speed, it didn’t take Professor Wallin long to clear the over 10km distance between the forest battlefield and the teleportation hub to get back to campus. Unknown to the members of MyrkLys, all of the battlegrounds were exclusively a significant distance away from the Academy to not cause any damage to the school itself. Upon reaching the teleportation hub, Professor Wallin keyed in the corresponding information on her Watcet to the relay point nearest to Headmaster Rivia’s…
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“I do believe that is our win if you would be so kind as to announce it and hand over my loot, so we can be on our way; it is, after all, only our first day on campus, and there is much to do,” Cynrik said, wearing a polite smile. Hearing his words, Professor Wallin felt a chill creep down her spine, with only a single word coming to mind as she stared helplessly at Cynrik, “Sociopath.” Seeing that Professor Wallin appeared to need a second to recover herself, Cynrik smiled and took it upon…
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“SHIT, EVERYONE MOVE!” Professor Wallin screamed to the other Referees as she saw the massive amount of flames surging around Cynrik’s Kodachi. Even from over 40 meters away, she could feel its intense heat. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize how powerful and devastating the attack would be to anyone under Tier-1; even someone at Tier-2 would struggle to handle it. All ten referees traced the path of this X-shaped strike and appeared in its path with their life-saving artifacts in tow.…
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Above, as if moving at Cynrik’s command, all ten referees split up and placed themselves in optimal vantage points, which would allow them to jump in and stop any accidents from occurring. In addition, they were able to teleport wounded students out of battle with the approval code stored inside each referee’s Watcet. Professor Wallin hovered directly over Cynrik, as she was the highest Tiered Professor present. Her job was to deal with any potential danger presented by the unruly fellow since the…
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BEEP BEEP BEEP “PREPARATION TIME EXPIRED, THE FACTION BATTLE IS NOW BEGINNING, YOU WILL HAVE 1 HOUR. START!” The VS AI chiming loudly echoed from seemingly nowhere, signaling the start of a bloody and one-sided massacre. “Teehe Ha Ha, MYRKLYS MOVE OUT!” Smiling sadistically, Cynrik kicked off the ground and sprinted forward while flinging both arms down, extending out his newest and untested invention, the Grapple Shot. With his grin getting wider, Cynrik weaved in and out of the trees like a…
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