Patricia Johnson
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A tall boy with dusty brown hair arrived in a town square. He quickly looked around, only to find himself surrounded by hundreds of other people. All of whom looked vaguely uneasy. Notifications popped up in front of the people in the crowd one after the other. Their eyes darted left and right, a subconscious test to determine whether their behavior matched everyone else's. Then, they began to run. At first, the pace was sedate, as challengers briskly walked or jogged in a single direction, guided by…
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The night passed. One man attempted to save half of his water to drink tomorrow morning. He clutched it tightly in his hands and didn't dare to fall asleep for fear it would be stolen. And indeed, as soon he dozed off for a single minute, he awoke to find a woman lapping at the water in his glass directly with her tongue. He instinctively reached out a hand to hit her. A resounding punch landed on her jaw. CRACK Her jaw broke. The man was no weakling. But barely a second later, a dim red light…
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"I straight up don't trust you." "How do we know you're not lying to us?" "How is this even possible?" The young man with glasses held his hand out to stop the murmurs of hesitation and suspicion. Even he looked slightly hesitant. But when he spoke up, his voice was firm. "Do we have a choice at this point?" The murmurs quieted. "I'm asking you. Do we have a choice?" "We will absolutely be dead before five days have passed if we continue like this." "Plus, do none of you remember? Was she not…
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Worst off were the Throskarts who were forced to sleep directly on the sand. Now that they awoke, the discomfort combined with the lack of water made them feel as if they hadn't actually slept at all. They shot a—at this point, almost habitual—glare at the mansion where Otto lay on his bed. Their mouths were dry, eyes slightly sunken. Dehydration was beginning to take its toll. As the sun rose over the horizon, the temperature slowly climbed its way up again. By 2 hours after sunrise, it had…
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Otto almost burst out laughing at the arrangements the game show had made. It was so…inappropriate! While people were struggling for their lives out in the suffocating heat of the desert, the game masters were busy making it known that their disposable cups were free to use. Obviously, the Throskarts with no merits couldn't see the humor. They would be sleeping in the sand, devoid of both water and food for the entire evening. Worse was that this would weaken their bodies, potentially ruining their…
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Time passed. Every single Throskart was sweating profusely under the raging sun. The fact that they could still sweat meant that despite the lack of water and the area's intense heat, their bodies were very strong. None were overly dehydrated. At least, they had yet to lose any of their combat power. Otto killed the spiders like a machine. In what felt like no time at all, 200 spiders had been killed. Otto narrowed his eyes and watched his lane slowly began to disappear. He counted the time. The…
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The sun glared down upon the golden sand. Contestants glanced around. There was nothing to be seen for miles of their position. Only the hills and troughs that marked the endless desert. The area continued to increase in temperature seemingly along with the strength and intensity of the sun's rays. Other than a single glass of water in Otto's hand, there was no other water to be found. Otto was currently surrounded by 30 people plus his bodyguards. They had moved a good 100 meters away from the…
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The identity of a Throskart definitely made it easier for Otto's words to be accepted. But the biggest factor in swaying the crowd was not this. It was not even the he used on his voice. It was the glass of water that glittered in the sunlight, secured tightly in Otto's grasp. As soon as he spoke, countless eyes immediately glued themselves to his hand. Otto couldn't help but inwardly smirk. Why else would he have brought this glass of water? And it wasn't 'just' water. It was magical, condensed…
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Finally, the game master ended his lengthy explanation about the game's rules. Otto took a very small sip from his cup of water. His body instantly felt refreshed. He looked around. Still all alone. There were no contestants around him. In the next instant, a robotic voice spoke, and a tool appeared in front of him. It was a long, stick like object, made of wood. Otto could feel muted mana waves emanating from the object. "Please use the given magic wand by placing your hand on it." Otto the…
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Five kids stood by the entrance to the rented house. Now, the only thing left to do was to fully gear up before entering the second floor. Mirabelle was the only one left out. To her, though, she knew they'd only be gone for an hour, so she didn't feel particularly lonely. Otto and Ramesthes had already given each of them a debriefing of what to expect, as well as doled out all the potions, pills, and arrays they could hold in their spatial storage rings. Actually, thinking about it now, Otto wasn't…
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