Michael Miller
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p Aria sighed as she slumped on the ground, feeling tired and a little bit out of breath. Her face had streaks of black paint, her hair is a mess, and the work clothes she was wearing are similarly dirtied as well. Despite her exhaustion though, her eyes were clear and joyous. She did it. She managed to not only turn Demon Trinkets into paint, she also managed to apply it to the whole safehouse all by herself. The process of converting Demon Trinkets into paint had taken several attempts. She failed a…
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"Ugh...do I really have to cross this thing?" Ashton blanched slightly as he looked at the sight in front of him. There's a black, gooey, and inky sludge flowing down a deep ravine. The wet smacks it makes causes shiver to run down one's spine. If you look at it for too long, you'd start seeing agonized and tortured faces being swept and submerged in that pitch-black goo. How this thing's called a 'river' makes no sense to him. Where have you ever seen a river that has tentacles protruding out of the…
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Under the harsh glare of the sun, Ashton could be seen walking in the middle of a desolated land. He's wearing a white cloak with its hood on, underneath is a special suit that clung to his body that regulated his body's temperature, keeping him cool and calm even under the direct heat of sunlight. On his belt, the sub-artifact; Mortal Reminder was holstered, it's on its twin hand cannon form which is lighter and more accessible for use. As he traveled, Ashton couldn't help but feel a little…
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Thunk! Boom!! Thunk! Thunk! Boom!! Boom!! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Boom!! Boom!! Boom!! "HAHAHAHAHAHA!! DIE BITCHES!!!" Mad laughter escaped from Ashton's mouth as he repeatedly launched grenade shells at Virtual Demons. Aria would probably reconsider settling down with him if she saw this side of his, truth to be told. Because right now, Ashton's far scarier than demons were. "POWER! MORE POWER! I NEED MORE POWER!!" Howling in madness, he pumped more mana into the Grenade Launcher and shot larger…
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One month... That's how long Ashton secluded himself inside the Grand Library. During this time, he had completely foregone his regular training and was focused on resting. He did consolidate his recent breakthroughs but that's it. He didn't practice, didn't try out his new High-Order Spells, etc. He took it easy and instead poured his attention elsewhere. Most of it went to his research... The blueprints he received from the Undead Dragon's Hoard were fascinating. While he didn't initially understand…
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'So that's what it is like...reaching the Phenomenon Stage of a Martial Skill...' Ashton mused to himself as he recalled the wondrous state he was in a few minutes ago. It felt like he was omnipotent all of a sudden. It's a state where his senses are dialed up to 20 yet without any side effects. That level of awareness is so addicting that he wants to experience it again. He received so much inspiration in that state though. The fact that he was able to bend space itself with just pure skill is…
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Ashton felt like he was floating... It was weird, you see, seeing the world like this. He never felt so calm and present at the same time in his life. All is clear yet blurry at the same time. He's vaguely aware of his breathing and his movements. He could hear his heartbeat and he could tell how deep or shallow his breaths are. Ashton felt as if he could sense everything even with his eyes closed. Hell, he's in danger right now yet he didn't look like he was treating it seriously. Casually tilting…
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: Host has been forced into an uncompromising predicament but hope is not gone. Survive the horrors and dangers of the Outside World for as long as you can. Survive for 1 month - Rewards: Bloodline Purification Pill x5 (Complete) Survive for 3 months - Rewards: Mobile Safehouse x1 (Complete) Survive for 6 months - Rewards: Exosuit x1 (Complete) Survive for 1 year - Rewards: Randomized 'Trait' x1 Survive for 3 years - Rewards: Specialization Soul Card (L) x1 Survive for 5 years - Rewards: Curse…
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'There could be a lot of reasons...' 'Limited knowledge, abilities, time, technology, and so on.' 'And if that were to be the case, then I couldn't blame them.' 'But that's not it.' 'At the end of the day, these limitations are just excuses too.' 'While they are limited strictly because of the uncertainty of their situation, they weren't threatened to the point of extinction.' 'They didn't experience any real invasions, the attacks that occurred happened outside of the Last Bastion. Meaning that if…
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Path to Enlightenment: 50% Complete. Ashton's eyes flickered upon seeing this. He forcefully took a deep breath in and released it slowly to calm himself down. He was in a foul mood. And this is probably the first time that Ashton felt this kind of anger in both of his lives. 'Ash. You okay?' Aria's worried voice sounded in his consciousness. Ashton winced. He was trying to suppress the signs of his bubbling anger yet Aria still felt it in the end. He sighed and replied: 'Not really, but I'll be fine.…
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