Patricia Johnson
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In the hours before Otto and company left to enter a new floor, Clatenis finally delivered the special combat suits Otto had ordered. There was one for himself, and one for Jason. Mirabelle would be getting one eventually as well, but hers wasn't nearly as urgent. Otto opened the box to find two form fitting black one piece combat suits. The suits looked a little different from those owned by Elliott, Julia, and Jeremy. Otto's version came with off white runic-shaped accents, while Jason's had two…
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A boy stood quietly in the middle of a large meadow. His warm breaths could be made out against the surrounding cold air. Despite the cold, blackened grass was laid out in a large strip facing the boy's figure. It looked as if a tiny portion of very hot fire had passed through the meadow and spared the rest of the grass. ...Which wasn't too removed from what actually happened. Otto concentrated and dual cast two spells for what felt like the millionth time that day. But this time, he wasn't…
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"5 meters to the left." "Step back and dodge to the right." "Julia, you're doing great, pay attention to your positioning." Otto's orders were calm and collected, and carried the team through four successive near-crises. The team they were facing was much stronger than the teams the kids were used to facing. They consisted of an assassin, a knight, a swordsman, a mage, an archer, and a particularly strong magical 'supporter' who always threw up shields and attacks at the perfect moments to block their…
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Years passed in Otto's mental space as he continued to routinely train. Otto didn't slack off for a single day, partly because this kind of training was enjoyable for him. Partly because Otto increasingly felt that he was running out of time, even under such an enormous time dilation. The day of Otto's introduction to the second floor grew ever closer as his attributes and spells steadily progressed. But at the moment, Otto was working on neither of those things. Still, his eyes were filled with…
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Otto thumbed the stack of spell formulas in front of him. They numbered 18 in total. His mouth curved up into a small smirk as he mumbled to himself, "Clatenis is really efficient." It had only been a few days in the outside world since Otto had made his request. Clatenis had delivered quite quickly this time. Otto's eyes lit up as he read the names of the spell formulas in his hands. Of the buffs Otto had asked for, every single one was present. The wasn't actually trying to pit the typical mages…
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Otto stopped spying on Jeremy as the boy re-entered the arena with renewed spirit. The slight smile on his lips was gone as fast as it appeared. Ramesthes had racked his brain trying to present Jeremy with a challenge. Normally, he picked up anything he was taught much too quickly to spend any length of time on it. Moreover, while he did make mistakes, Jeremy never forgot the things he learned. Especially if they were related to melee combat. So Otto gave Ramesthes a new idea to utilize a little-known…
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Otto quickly entered his virtual pod, then retreated into his mental space. He was actually becoming increasingly thankful for this space. A wave of calm washed over him as his vision filled with the green and white mountains in front of him. A small cottage standing directly on a precipice overlooking the entire mountain range appeared before his eyes. His mental home for the next few years. Otto rolled up his metaphorical sleeves. The first thing he would always do before any extended length…
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Otto pulled out the evolution bead and gazed at it with some hidden reluctance. Honestly, it would have been best if all of its uses worked on Though he might still have shared, maybe he would have taken two evolutions for himself… Alas, even such a marvelous tool had an upper limit. One enhanced evolution per person, it seemed. Unfortunately, Mirabelle's lifespan would also not benefit from evolution at all; her lifespan had explicitly been capped by the itself. Otto tore his eyes away and…
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Otto yelled out, seemingly into empty space, "Mirabelle, we're ready for you!" A brightly colored bird flew out and sat on Otto's shoulder. "Everyone, meet your final teammate. Mirabelle, please turn into a human." Mirabelle's body elongated as she transformed back to her human shape. "Currently, because of reasons I do not wish to discuss at this moment, I won't be implanting a soul shard into her quite yet." "However, this doesn't make her any less of a teammate." "Ramesthes, you will need to…
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Up until now, was the only thing keeping all the pieces of his soul in near orbit of each other. The cotton candy fluff formed hundreds of separate glowing portions that moved slowly away from each other, as if something was emitting weak outward suction on them. If this continued, his soul would split completely! By that point, who knew if even an extra life could save him... Otto's mind spun as he racked his brain for solutions, though it, too, was operating at a sluggish pace. Wait! If he could…
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