Michael Davis
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*** Fou Falsar *** 'It has been over a day since we have arrived. But I am not going to claim I don't prefer such a life.' I thought, rolling up my sleeves as I joined the ladies in our daily duties. But such strenuous activities are not necessary. As demigods, it would be simple to just wave our hands, and the dishes are washed, the clothes and blankets as well. But we mostly prefer to do it ourselves, to avoid being bored. Unlike other races, we don't have wars, studies or goals to keep us…
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Juliette read through the obscure definition of her Class, and was amazed at its effects. Just the Class Bonuses alone, made her feel like she would soon be overpowered just by leveling up a bit more. But that was not what really caught her attention. "Flawless Mana Conversion. Aha, now that's an amazing ability." The pixie prince said, being able to see through her Template without her giving it permission. "..." Juliette felt lost for words. Even Damien couldn't see through her…
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Within a domain of multiple converging elements, raging winds, oppressive tsunamis, destructive flames, and cataclysmic boulders. They raged and flew around in great intensity, forming ascendent storms of varying magnitudes and colors. And when all the elemental disasters and terrifying storms collided, they eliminated each other, erasing everything around them to nothingness. The soroundings were decimated to silence, and reduced to black darkness. And within the center of the created void, a beauty…
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It's speed was still quite fast, and appeared within cloud level in a flash, pausing to look down and appreciate the natural beauty of this planet. "This place is not half bad. But its also not as beautiful as our home." It thought, sensing millions of people within the the nation it was hovering above. From its perspective, everything was made out of metal. The buildings, the carriages (cars), and even the streets were made out of metal. Such a perspective was a first for Flint, who grew up within…
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"...A bummer." He thought. But there were also hundreds of billions of various spirals around him. The clone doubted that within them all, not one carried hints of life. And there... began it's chase for someone to talk to. A third of a day went by, and by the 2 443 899th spiral of light that the clone came across, it finally found hints of life. "Oho!! Lifeforms at last. Lifeforms!! And not just one of them, but there are... let me see... uh, er, billions of them... Hahaha, finally, finally, Haha."…
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'Wait... So you're saying a mortal's comprehension of the Void, will be different to what a demigod considered what a Void was?' It asked. 'No? It doesn't follow the aspect of Leagues, but Existential difference? So a god's Void, is very much different to a mortal and a demigod's Void? Is that it?' 'I see... So what Void am I comprehending now? What Void are you?' 'The god's Void? I see?' The Void trembled at his response, giving him more information. '...Alright. So I'm now comprehending you as a…
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Damien floated within the dark space of nothingness, and thought about the answer to The Primordial Source's suggestion. But he then realized that overthinking the matter now was useless. Especially so, when he immediately jumped from Level 6, to Level 85 just like that. Multiple procedures were skipped. And to be at tip top condition of his current realm, and be at full strength for his realm of power, he needed to go through them. "..." He turned to Flint, and the boy was still in the process of…
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*** Narrative *** "..." Damien floated within the endless darkness, and saw the notifications displaying his third Wish Trial floating before his vision. He had no words. He had nothing to say. Just confliction, and confliction alone. From his memory, what was deep within this place was a monster called the Destiny Eater. When it made its appearance years later, it was a powerful god stronger than even god kings of some pantheons. It could easily snatch their Destinies as well at that point. So…
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"Tell me... why are you so willing to go through so much for me. Am I even worth it?" I asked. Words that I believed could solve my current internal dilemma. Yes. Why are you so willing to go through so much for me? Is it because you genuinely care, or is it something that you do often? Like work, I presume? So, would you care explain yourself? "Yes, with pleasure. As I said, a little butterfly had once saved not one, but a group of devils more than ten years ago. It was during the revenge hunt of…
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"...A little butterfly once saved the lives of not only one devil, but an entire group of them. Madam Adriana, I'm not the only one deeply in gratitude to you... but I might be the only one willing to love you as much." She said, her head still lowered. Oh? That explains my safe status to the Gray House. But then again, that does not explain why they are sneaking up around, at our estate. "Can you... tell me the details of your mission?" I tested the waters. "No." And a fast reply came. It seems her…
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