Michael Miller
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"...are you serious? Not even the Gem of True Sight can see him?" "Yes!" A man clad in white silk robes nodded, his expression was wretched. It was obvious that he was displeased and quite angry. "Greed can't see him either?" "Yes! Greed used almost all of the spyware but none worked! What do I do? I can't let that White-Cloaked Reaper continue like this! He will seriously fuck this whole operation up!" "Calm down, Matthew—" "Calm down!?" The man glared harshly at the figure in the mirror, "What do…
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'...how annoying.' Ashton mused as he watched, 'I didn't know that Diamond Dust Blizzard and Golden Sandstorm could happen at the same time.' Within the safety and warmth of the Grand Library, Ashton sat on the couch and silently watched the absolute chaos that is happening outside. A mixture of silver and gold particles mixed outside, bringing down the visibility to zero. He watched as the land itself bled due to the sheer cruelty of the disastrous weather. What was happening wasn't just one but two…
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Ashton no longer had any reason to stay within the Celestial's Camp. Well, he didn't have a reason to stay there permanently at least. Since he already knew what he wanted to know, there was no reason for him to stay there. He could just visit from time to time to check on Hilda. He returned to the ground and parked the library at an inconspicuous spot within the Warzone, then he stopped worrying about it for now. Admittedly, there were things that Ashton wanted and needed to do but none of them are…
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Despite the tumultuous emotions pressing down on Ashton's chest, he did not vent. His face only looked twisted in rage for about a few seconds before regaining its calm. After taking a few deep breaths, neutrality resumed on his visage. Those emotions aren't gone, oh no. They're not being suppressed either. They're controlled. Secured within the depths of Ashton's heart. Now is not the time for him to release them. Neither, this is a place to rampage. The time for that will come in the future. Not…
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"Really?" Ashton didn't look impressed. While he's still a little bit freaked out by the rather freaky way how this woman talked to him, it's her first words that somewhat triggered him. "That's the first thing you say? Mysterious Rainbow? Out of all things, that is what you say?" "...what happened to 'Hi?' 'Hello?' 'My name is?' What happened to that?" Ashton said in an exasperated tone. "And could you please not look at me that way, try to consider what your current state is and imagine how that looks…
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'...no alarms here, no traps either. Perfect, I can move as I please.' Ashton exited the library after a brief scan of the room. Once he stepped outside, his nose was immediately assaulted by a foul stench. 'Smells like a pigsty here, what the hell?' Ashton was disgusted. Corruption never smelled good to him. It didn't matter whether it came from Demons or Angels, both of them are foul in his sense. This is one of the times when that foulness reaches another level. p '...though, the smellier it is,…
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• Year 5, 2nd Month, 4th day. : An accident occurred today. We started the day as usual. We woke up, did our Morning Worship, had a meal, and prepared to spar with the demons to keep up pretenses. : Things were going out great at first, nothing seems fine or weird, we didn't sense anything amiss and the spar went on as intended. However, something terrible happened at the end of it. : A mysterious variable appeared and spilled the blood of our comrades, sending them back to Paradiso. Even demons…
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Ashton can't sit still... After hearing a glimpse of what these races might've been doing here — a clue as to why they're stationed here, he couldn't just simply ignore it. 'Suppressing the Providence of this place...' While this isn't much to work with, Ashton's mind buzzed consistently due to its terrifying implications. According to what he knows, Providence represents the rich history of a place. Through the marvelous wonders of Laws and Fate, Destiny is born and the accumulation of Destiny…
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The Briefing Hall was smaller compared to the Mess Hall, which makes sense considering that this isn't a place where many angels would go anyway. This Hall is only accessible to the Commanders/1st Sphere Angels, it is also where they receive direct messages and/or orders from their superiors back at Laguna. As Ashton controlled the library towards the Briefing Hall, he stopped just mere inches away from it. He used Scan and Identify just to be sure that he won't encounter any traps. After receiving…
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Even with the 1st Sphere Angels gone, Ashton still didn't recklessly barge inside the Palace... Being careful inside an unknown territory is, after all, never a bad thing. He didn't want to trigger any traps or alarms if he could help it. Earlier, none of the angels noticed him. This meant that so long as he remains inside the Grand Library, he'll remain unseen and undetected, therefore he'd be safe. As he went in deeper into the palace, Ashton kept a decent pace. The Palace was obviously large and…
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