Patricia Johnson
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Back to the Present "Try me," Satoshi waved his hand as he assumed combat position. Last night, Satoshi realized two things— First, that his superpower is nothing short of a farce and second, it was unbelievably useless. Of course, he still is a bit unsure as to what specifically his superpower is, but he knows it was useless At least, when it comes to combat, it's useless. Before the werewolf could realize what was going on, a bunch of concrete was thrown at him at high speeds, temporarily blinding…
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Last Night, It was late past dinner time when Satoshi headed back to his room. He reasoned that he needed to prepare a few things for school which will be starting tomorrow. But then again, Satoshi wasn't the type to prepare anything so his parents already concluded that he wasn't physically preparing himself— he'd done enough of that— but rather, he was mentally readying himself for what seemed like the longest school year yet. Another reason why Satoshi headed back to his room at that time was that…
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A ripple of water smoothly touched the wet surface of the asphalt. It was a new day and the bright red-orange glow of the sun was just peeking from the horizon. The coldness of the morning dissipated, replaced by the warmth that enveloped a certain portion of the earth. Swish! A figure stepped on the ripple, scattering it on the asphalt. The figure belonged to a teenager with black hair, and an average build befitting a high schooler. Today was the first day of school, but the night was comfortably…
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Jason grumbled softly to himself as he stared at the creature in front of him. It was a small chipmunk, or squirrel-looking thing. Honestly, Jason couldn't help but be attracted to it. It was… really freaking CUTE. But that didn't mean he wanted to choose it as his long term summon! It wasn't that it was bad, just… A long screen appeared in front of Jason and he carefully combed through its details. Some small part of him was looking for any redeeming features that would give him a reason to…
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Otto stared at the small wooden totem and scratched his chin. Bronze Grade Auxiliary Consumable Tool (1 use remaining) Slowly emits energy over a period of ten years towards a single target, causing racial evolution. 10 years, huh? He could evolve once more as long as he had ten years, then? A glint appeared in Otto's eyes. Ten years in Area 1…was too long. And by the time ten years passed in the , Otto thought there was a good chance that this item would no longer be needed. But that wasn't…
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Otto narrowed his eyes and glanced around the stage. He cast a well-timed . Thankfully, the attackers didn't seem to be overly concerned with stealth. Otto detected dozens of masked presences invading from every entrance and even a few hidden amongst the audience. His body tensed lightly. He cast on a nearby attacker. Floor Cleared: 6th Health: 2,800 (2.85/minute) Stamina: 4,550 (13.10/minute) Mana: 890 (1.56/minute) Energy: 1,040 (7.60/minute) Otto's eyes narrowed. These were not your…
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Otto glanced around the fancy ballroom, feeling somewhat bored. The only thing that kept him awake was the fact that he was not currently located inside a safe zone. In other words, there was a distinct possibility that he could be attacked at any time. So far, there was no sign whatsoever of Verasha. Or, at least, if she was present, she had not signaled Otto in any way, nor could he find her in the small crowd mingling throughout the ballroom. Glanes was also unfortunately absent…Otto was forced to…
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"Mirabelle, are you prepared?" She looked into his eyes. Her voice was unwavering. "I'm ready." It was just the two of them, alone in the room while the rest were off doing various drills according to Ramesthes's requirements. Otto had called her out of the virtual pod to finally give her a portion of his soul. He also felt anticipation towards this ceremony as well. This would make five soul splits. Which would allow this trait to evolve. Otto checked his status as he prepared to part with…
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Elmer and Manson couldn't bring themselves to nod their heads, while Gato, the slim, short man in the middle, quickly made eye contact with the other two and yelled, "We know we were wrong to sell her! Please spare us!" Otto quirked a brow, and cast on Gato this time. Elliott looked even more nauseated as Gato's face distorted just like Uggo's (Manson's). Otto whispered to him, "Don't forget why we're here." Elliott nodded and forced himself to watch. Otto turned his head back, and brought out the…
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"Mr. Toto? I have some news with regards to your request to find a few specific individuals." "I found them." Otto's face was half covered in shadow. His smile was sinister. "Location?" "Xxx.xxxx.xx on a small planet called Treinta located in Xxx System." "Great work. I've sent over a tip." There was a small noise on the other side before an unreasonably high pitched voice rang in his ear. "Thank you Mr. Toto!! Than-" Otto cut the communication before she had time to finish. He contacted…
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