Michael Davis
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The next day arrived, and Damien stood before Fez and Fa'ar. They talked about yesterday's conversation, the one he had with Fou, and agreed to think about it. Meanwhile, Damien left and decided to walk around as he waited. As for Flint, he was within a newly built forge ground, that did not take long for the professionals to quickly make. It was not perfect, yet was good enough to forge tens of complete artifacts. And he decided to go to work immediately. He took ahold of the storage ring in his…
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He lied. But Flint was unaware of that. He stared daggers at Damien and asked, his tone a bit low, "What do you mean by that?" "I want you to be the sole survivor of this clan. I want you to suffer. I want you to nurture hatred within your heart. I want you to live by anger for the rest of your life." Damien said with utmost seriousness, and did not stop there. "Pain. Anger. Hatred. These are the components required to bring about one's potential to its limit. So don't hold them back. Use them to…
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The two stood side to side, and within an instant, appeared before each other, a staff and a fist meeting each other at center with might and power. No sound occurred, but an illusive shock wave spread out, and shattered the unique space they found themselves fighting at. Then with inhuman speeds, they flashed here and there, shattering more of the Void. In just an instant, there was no void to speak of, as it was long erased. The soul floated away from that scene, and later appeared before another…
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He radiated might and valiance that shocked everyone, as if a god of war was standing right before them. It took a while longer for the six to snap out of their shock, and the first to speak was the middle-aged man, Fa'ar. "And so, how did you know about all of this?" He questioned, his gaze becoming that of a predator. But Damien was unphased, and even spoke back. "I know a lot more. Like for starters, most of you here will die soon." "What was that?" Fa'ar frowned, and clenched his fists. Flames…
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"Hmph!!" He then scoffed at us and used his strength to push us back. The thing in control did a flip mid air and landed down with my left hand, bursting out flames under my palm to propel us up, then releasing more from my heels to propel us down towards the masked man. It pounced on him from above, and ended up colliding into the him. But he was quite experienced, as he used the force of our momentum when we pushed him down, to roll backwards and throw us away, using both hands and legs to push…
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It was one of the days when I used to live by the woods. Grandfather was out, and should be coming back at anytime right about now. He usually does. And indeed, he appeared. He placed down the logs that he cut off from his work, and walked unto me to pick me up, and cradled me on his arms. "Aww~ is my willy lilly baby hungy? Is he hungy?" He nudged me with nose playfully, and I laughed at his antiques. I was but two to three years old at that time, yet he treated me like a baby as usual. Grandfather…
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'What, What is the meaning of this?! What is going on here?!' My thoughts raced at super sonic speed, and I had many scenario flashing through my mind. Yet that all came to an end when our heads met together at the center with a "bang!!", and then I felt like the world had split up in two. The pain was minimal, but the effects were absolute. "..." And before I could say nor do anything, I was pulled towards him once again and what met me this time was another knee strike on my stomach, forcing me to…
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Kang~ The hammer fell upon the piece of metal once again, and this time, the young man felt like his entire being melded together with the hammer. He fell like he was falling with the hammer. He had, become the hammer. Kang~ They, the hammer and the young man, fell upon the metal once again, and this time, they melded into the three states of the flames, entering a cycle of refinement, purification and self forging. He had become one with the flames. Kang~ They fell upon the metal piece, and it…
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"Stop trembling brat. I'm not here for you life, it aren't worth much. Even with that Class of yours, it pertains to nothing before us." Six said and scoffed at Adonis. "You, you're not?" Adonis verified, his heart on the verge of collapsing in fright or in relief. Six stared at him and kept quiet for a moment, not immediately answering. Adonis felt like he was on a death sentence and his breathing began raggered. He was about to feint, as his vision became blurry as well. The suspense was too…
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The guard on the floor hurriedly knelt down and began kowtowing towards her. His face hit the floor heavily until he bled, and his eyes were gushing out tears. He kept begging her for his life. "Your highness, your highness, please forgive me, please forgive us. I don't know what is going on. Your highness, your highness..." The other guard also knelt down and held her dress tightly, his eyes and nose releasing tears and mucus respectively, "Your highness, I beg of thee, please spare my life. I, I, I…
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