Patricia Smith
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*BOOM!* It was carnage unlike anything Cole had ever seen or ever thought himself capable. It was as if all of the Chaos blasts that had been placed all over the battlefield as mines had a sort of resonant effect, Cole wasn't sure what word to use to describe exactly what he just experienced, perhaps the best thing to say about it would be to call it a chain reaction of epic proportions. The explosion itself was bad enough that the very person who had facilitated it i.e. Cole himself was blown…
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A wave of attacks flew forwards, smashing into the incoming grounds of chitterlings. Since there was still a significant amount of trees in front of everyone, and not everybody had the best aim a lot of the attacks missed. But the tanks did their jobs in holding in the line and making sure that the Chitterlings wave broke against t he wall of defense that they had created. But because this was not the nest, the waves of chitterlings coming this was were not much, in fact there was always small pockets…
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Cole shook his head, the forest was extremely silent, eerie even, but then again they had just started their march and without a doubt the Darklings should have seen them mobilizing. And Cole was no darkling but even he had to admit that if it were him he would be severely intimidated by the sight of hundreds of aspirants, chopping down trees and killing any darkling they saw with extreme prejudice. Cole turned around, he was perched on a tree and from where he was he could still see the other half of…
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When Cole logged back in it was to a much more different body than what he had left behind. The first thing he noticed was that his pitch black skin seemed to have developed a midnight blue hue and a more defined scale form. It still felt like skin to him, but Cole was decidedly looking more demon like, but at the same time he was still retaining significant parts of his humanity to not seem as if he had completely discarded his roots. But then again with every racial refinement and advancement, Cole…
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And that was the story of how Cole still somehow ended up becoming mayor. And it did not matter how much pleading, because it did eventually get to the point where he had to start pleading for mercy. But this role was foisted hard upon his shoulder and Farida has not been able to stop laughing about it. In a manner of speaking Cole felt that perhaps this was Cassandra's way to revenge for what he has been doing to Farida, and while it sucks he knew he deserved it. But ultimately with him being leader…
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But just flaunting his real world wealth was not the only thing he was doing. Being a leader was good and all, but right now there was no efficiency and he would not be able to do what he really wanted as long as he took up that burden. Plus Raven was trying to use the Goodwill of the people to buy himself clout and authority, however if even his own person would rather betray him, no matter how much of a victim it has made him seem, there was something wrong with Raven as a person and Cole had not been…
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Cole gritted his teeth, Raven was, no rather he has truly become a thorn in his sides. And the smile the man was giving was more than obvious to Cole. He hungered for power with a passion that Cole could probably never match, and Raven will not stop in his hunger for power until he has gained what belongs to him, and the truth of the matter was that no matter what Cole said now or did, Raven Nightmoon would find a way to spin it around and make sure that Cole is on the back foot. Cole got up, then he…
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When Cole logged back in to the game the Glade was absolutely booming. There were dozens of people taking care of various activities at any given time and in one particular direction of the Glade, the woods had been cleared, so much so that Cole could actually see a shimmering golden barrier that seemed to separated the woods from whatever was laying beyond it. A quick look at the Glades stat sheet shower Cole that they had actually achieved Bronze rank VII, which meant that growth has been…
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Cole marveled at the manor, it was the kind of place he could definitely see himself living had he been offered the opportunity. But ultimately it just seemed more to him that everywhere his eyes fell on, it was stained in blood. Though not literally of course, he just couldn't see anything within his immediate vicinity as anything other than what his brothers blood had stained. He growled to himself then shook his head before heading over to the bar area and pouring himself a drink. He downed the first…
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"Maybe I shouldn't have used the 'N' word. Dragon is Caucasian after all…..well I don't think it matters too much anyways. But ultimately I should keep the cursing to a minimum, I curse a lot. I won't want to curse in front of my brother's kids, that would be bad for the cool uncle image, I should-" *Bang!* Cole moved his head to the side as a shot aimed for his head punched a hole through the door behind him. He retaliated with a shot of his own, but a bright blue glow appeared in front of the…
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