Matthew Thompson
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“Of course, Professor, my Mother already informed me of your arrival; please come in.” To Cynrik, they gave off a typical FBI vibe, so he didn’t daddle and ushered them into the living room of the Pinhurst Mansion. The two men nodded curtly before walking past Cynrik, who had his arm extended, guiding them to one of the three couches in the living room, while Cinyah busied herself making tea for the guests in an attempt to calm her anxiety. Once cookies and tea were served, Professor Hues informed…
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With the few remaining days before the brothers needed to go to the testing site, Cynrik and Brance continued their peaceful lives, with Brance continuing to work and learn from Jessup and Cynrik taking care of his eggs. During this time, Cynrik learned a valuable piece of information from Tobs after several lengthy interrogations. According to the System AI, to speed up the incubation period of his little Ravens, Cynrik had two options. The first was to acquire two devices to house the eggs and keep them…
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“So it’s rare to receive eggs from Platinum chests… it seems I’ve made a pretty big mistake this time. I have overshared in my haste to figure out what would hatch from the eggs. Hmmm, where did I go wrong, though? I was sure I didn’t add too much info to my descriptions?” Tapping his blade lightly on Phatrick’s neck as he thought aloud had the man flinching each time, but Cynrik wasn’t bothered and continued pressing for answers. “Calling it rare is an understatement…sir. Although I…
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Walking through the aisles filled with caged animals and pet supplies, Cynrik and Cinyah followed behind the portly man, eventually stopping in front of a reinforced steel door. With a swipe of his Watcet and a sharp BEEP, Phatrick unlocked the door and ushered them into a room reminiscent of the one used for interrogations. The room was no larger than a standard bedroom with a matching metallic table and chairs in its bare beige confines. The three walls were bare and overshadowed by a long mirror…
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The next few days flew by in a blur. For the most part, Cynrik and Brance took it easy. Ever since they first arrived on Vinestra, neither brother had taken the time to rest. Instead, 12 years for Cynrik and 11 years for Brance day in and out, they stuck to a relatively simple schedule. Wake up, eat, school, train, eat, train, sleep. Of course, there weren’t many days that they broke this pattern, but thanks to the accumulated stress, Cynrik decided to use their two-week break as just that, a…
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With the issue of which Academy Cynrik and Brance concluded, Cinyah called the Sanfords to share the information; a short 15 minutes later, she told her sons that the Sanford siblings would join them at Vesemir School for Affinities cheerfully. Much to her surprise, Cynrik and Brance showed little reaction to this and only took it as a matter of fact. A few days later, at night, once everyone had gone to their rooms for the night, Cynrik and Brance were still awake and in Cynrik’s new bedroom. The two…
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In the living room of a large mansion-like house, three adolescent boys sat on an oversized couch watching television together. Two of them had the same jet black hair, but if one paid close attention, they would notice one of these boys had violet streaks while the other had aqua. Aside from the different hairstyles, one had buzzed sides and his hair tied back in a tight five-inch ponytail, while the other had a high and tight haircut similar to the one you’d see on a military member with the top a bit…
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The sounds of a finely crafted drinking horn cracking bounced off the walls of Odins Divine Residence within the Hall of Gods. His aged, battle-worn face was tightened with concern as he opened his eye and exhaled shakily. The sharp pain in his palm brought him back to reality as he sadly looked down at the shattered horn he had used for ale for nearly 4000 years. To his right, The God of Light Yahweh was stunned to silence. The two of them had just witnessed the death of another Deity for the first time…
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– Initiating Recap Protocol.- – Setting up Data Log.- – Compiling available information to date.- – Acquiring Community questions.- -WARNING WARNING THE FOLLOWING MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR VOLUME 2!- – Shattering dimensional Fourth Wall.- Floating high above a landscaped filled with fire and rocky terrain, a young girl with monochromatic hair and eyes colored white and black, appearing to be about 15 or 16 years old, looks directly at you, the reader. Her expressionless yet cute face…
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“WHAT!!!!!!!! A YEAR, WE LOST A WHOLE YEAR!” Cynrik blurted loudly with spittle flying from his mouth, causing the translucent being to lean back and dodge. Breathing heavily, Cynrik stared at the translucent being with bloodshot eyes. “Indeed, as unfortunate as it may seem, the moment you and your party stepped foot in this Instance, time accelerated significantly. As a result, you have spent an entire year within the confines of this Dungeon instance even though the actual time exerted on your…
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