Michael Miller
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Everybody was shocked and confused, including the Sabertooth Cat Demon itself. As they turned around to see who was the one responsible for this, they saw a tall man walking towards them at a brisk pace... He had short green hair and heterochromatic eyes -- one was blue-silver while the other was emerald in color. His ears were a bit pointy and he was lean. He's wearing some kind of uniform that nobody from the squad recognized. It was blue with golden linings and a hood. It fitted him perfectly,…
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Dennis grunted as he felt the impact rippling through his body. It's like he got hit by a cannonball. Thankfully though, his shield was rather sturdy and he was experienced enough to know how to disperse the impact so that it won't injure him too badly. The Sabertooth Cat Demon, however, was relentless. It raised its fearsome claws and swiped down at Dennis. Dennis felt the threat of death coming for him so he immediately responded by casting a skill: "Bulwark!" He roared. His shield lit up, it…
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*** [A/N: Ashton would be rewarded for taking down the Chaotic Warzone and for killing the 1st Sphere Angels and Noble Demons, once the System goes online again. ...this is mainly a reminder for myself, lol.] *** Location: Edge of Madness Date: 3rd of March, Year 9027. (One week after Ashton laid waste to the Chaotic Warzone.) Time: 11:07 am Under the harsh glare of the sun and the decrepit air of their surroundings, several soldiers marched with stern faces. They wore military uniforms that made…
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"...fuck! Fuck! God damn it all!!" Neon ruthlessly threw out an attack after another. He looked wretched and furious as he repeatedly slammed his body into the invisible cage they were imprisoned in until it was stained with his blood. It isn't just him...Demon Prince Tul was in a similar state. In his true form, Demon Prince Tul is a Hawk Demon, yet despite having those fierce wings that could reap lives like wheat, it didn't give him any freedom to escape their predicament. They're all out of options.…
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The scene was soul-chilling...like a cold bucket of water splashing directly on their soul. That horrifying image branded itself in their minds, it is something that would truly haunt them for the rest of their lives. It was hard to tell whether that was an illusion on not. It felt so real yet unreal at the same time. As horror gripped their hearts, every part of their instinct screamed at them to evade and run... Run as far away from here as possible...there's no way for them to win against the man in…
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Ashton could feel the Bone Scythe shivering in mad glee whilst in his hands and it greedily drank the blood of a Cherub. This was the first 1st Sphere Angel that died under its blade and became a supplement for its growth. Additionally, it isn't just the blood of the angel that got absorbed. In a sense, her Soul was also being devoured by the scythe. The blood of the Angels, from their own words, was holy and divine. Their very essence is contained in the blood that ran through their veins, so in a…
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"Hurry up you useless fools! Break it!" Neon bellowed at top of his lungs, glaring at the army of angels who are clearly doing their best to break the restriction that's barring their way. The Seraph's expression was one of distress, anxiety, and anger. His calm disposition disappeared entirely the moment he felt the commotion happening down here. Behind him, the rest of the 1st Sphere Angels felt mostly the same. 'God damn it! Why now!? Why now of all days!?' Neon roared within his heart, he was…
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Ashton drank a Large Mana Potion as he created a formation that sealed the pocket dimension. His attainments with Inscriptions are high, unfortunately, it isn't high enough to completely seal a pocket dimension. He's nowhere near strong enough to make something like that, nor did he have any materials to create a formation like that. But, if it's just temporarily blocking outside influence, he could do it. And that's what he's doing right now. "...it'll take...at least half an hour, for me to absorb…
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Ashton stared at his Magical Artifact... The Book of Infinity was levitating in front of him, it was open and its pages were constantly unfurling due to an invisible force and its pages were seemingly endless. It shone with a deep dark golden coating, it had an ancient air into it as if it had existed since immemorial times... From his connection with it, the book was seemingly screaming 'Freedom!'. He could feel some kind of jubilance and excitement from it which was rather strange. Well, the curse…
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'Today marks the 5th Anniversary of me being thrown out here...' Ashton mused to himself. He sat on his desk at the Grand Archives, his senses bled out of the walls, allowing him to peer outside. He watched the desolate and utterly corrupted lands surrounding him as well as the ongoing fiasco that is happening between the Celestials and Hypogeans. Ashton felt proud to say that he survived despite the odds being against him. Granted that he had the capital to ensure his safety, to begin with, it sure…
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