Michael Miller
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He didn't even see what happened. Whatever that was, it happened too fast that he didn't even see what happened. Not even a smear of the Imp was left. That shocked him to the core, yet it also thrilled him. If he could do something like that, then there's no stopping him from going anywhere he pleases. Still, there are things he needs to check if he wants to make this work. 'System, kindly tell me what exactly the level of that Basic Staff Technique.' 'Huh...never heard about that ranking…
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"...I don't get it." 'Yeah, me neither but it all boils down to two simple facts. You slept for a week and for some reason, you also broke through the Practitioner Realm.' Ashton blinked and said: "...I mean, if you put it that way, I guess it is simple. But the why and the how is still unknown." 'Eh, does it really matter?' "Uh, yes it does? This is my cultivation, hello? Isn't it normal for me to know how it happened and be in control? I slept for a whole and made a breakthrough, how does that…
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Ashton holed-up as much as he could during the past couple of days. He always made sure that if he's going to move, he will do it during daytime and without being detected by Demons. He isn't in any hurry to confront them, he's too weak and inexperienced to deal with them anyway. Plus, his curse wasn't helping him at all. He doesn't have any powerful offensive spells that he can use to fight with. Sure he can level up Spells higher than his cultivation but since all he had are Basic Spells, there really…
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The system giving him a reward is pretty much a confirmation that his guess was actually correct. That being said, it certain didn't make him happy. They're so far from the Last Bastion...they're on the other side of the planet actually. This specific spot where the City M ended-up? Is the actually the farthest distance humanity managed to travel so far according to the history books. Those who participated in the expedition mostly died and only one managed to return home. Even then, the survivor of the…
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Imps are probably one of the most common types of Demons out there... Though they are small in stature, make no mistake because these creatures are mean. According to how his Professors described them to the class, Imps are swift and extremely cunning. Their skin are as though as metal and those pitchforks they have are poisoned. If you get hit by the poison, then all kind of healing you get, be it naturally or from a spell, will be cut in half. This is what makes Imps a pain the ass for…
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"...alright, this shouldn't be too bad for a little hidey-hole." Ashton murmured to himself. 'Could be better.' He heard Aria snort from their link. "Definitely could." Ashton readily agreed, "But beggars can't be choosers. I never knew I'd have to do this one day so I didn't bother learning it, yet here we are." Ashton's little shelter is built underground. Thanks to the Spells - Dig and Force Push he was able to hasten the process of building the underground shelter. He sealed the entrance completely…
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Within the ruins of the displaced city, Ashton's form could be seen dashing through the place, vaulting over ledges and rubbles, leaping and falling silently like a feather, sometime blinking through short distances. As he roamed the ruins, he kept an eye out for anything that's worth noticing. He had found some materials that he could salvage or in dire need of repair. He kept those within his inventory and kept searching while it's still daytime. As he ran across the city, he couldn't help but feel a…
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"...so, that means I'm not the only one who's old mentally?" "I mean, if you put it that way yeah. I'm way older though..." Aria shrugged as she chewed on her bacon. Ashton didn't really know what to say so just sighed and ate his food as well. Currently, the two of them are eating while Aria just finished revealing who or what she truly is to Ashton. As it turns out, Aria is a somewhat of an Artifact Spirit. She's not entirely human like Ashton was nor she's a full-on artifact spirit. She's somewhat…
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Ashton closed the missions tab and got immersed in his own trail of thoughts. It is clear that the System was pushing for his survival as well which is good. And since the point was made, Ashton now has to think of his next steps. Aria is still sleeping right now so he couldn't ask his questions. For now, since he doesn't know how long he can stay inside the Grand Library, he might as well think about making an actual shelter. He made a mental note to explore the ruins of City M at one point. He figured…
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The Last Bastion is under a strict lockdown because of what happened. Considering that an entire city was not only destroyed along with most of it's citizens, and missing, this shouldn't have come as a surprise to anyone. Nobody was prepared for what happened, neither were they expecting it to begin with. Not even a day passed since the disappearance of City M, humanity was in a full blown panic. While the Morning Sun Federation deals with a lot of things to maintain peace and stability, there's really…
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