Patricia Williams
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As Indra left the kitchen, Enyo suddenly appeared standing over the body of the man he had killed. She made the body float upwards so that she could get a good look at the wound. When she saw how he pierced through the head of this cultivator, she was finding it difficult to suppress her smile. Vampires are truly a blessed race. Even though her master was not even a cultivator, his body was still strong enough to pierce through one who was already firmly within the mortal realm. 'He's doing…
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Indra did not even notice what was happening but his clothes slowly started to change. Bio armor is a truly miraculous thing. It is essentially alive in the sense that it can sense it's hosts emotions and responds accordingly. With Indra now in hunt mode as he had been so many times during his mother's training, the bio armor shifted to the outfit he traditionally wore in combat. His kimono gradually lost shape and split apart and in a moment, he was wearing black hakama pants with a piece of…
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"Are you ready to begin, heroine Vermeil?" Vermeil nodded confidently and stepped up to the podium. It had been about a week since she'd been summoned here but she had yet to do anything magical. Her time so far had mostly been spent studying and learning about this world she was suddenly brought into. Upon learning about cultivation and arcane, the realization that this truly was not a dream finally sunk in. During the span of a week, she also learned a bit more about the ongoing war…
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Indra had somehow ended up in the western wing of the castle looking through all of the old rooms and closets. There wasn't really any particular reason, in all honesty he was simply trying to distract himself from his dry throat and aching stomach. While he could go out and hunt, something in his mind was deliberately stopping him. Every few seconds he would hear it. 'Stay in the castle.' 'You cannot yet leave the castle.' 'You are still unprepared for what lies outside.' As a result,…
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Enyo and Indra had spent about a week in the dark silence of their ruined castle. In that time, the two had hardly spoken to each other. Well... Indra had hardly spoken. Enyo was happily carrying on about tales from the olden days hoping it would jog his memory. He humored her for a while but once she started talking about the fascination he held with her bottom at fourteen years old, he forbade her from saying anything else. That was about a day ago and since then, he hadn't heard a single…
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In a dimly lit cathedral, three priests were performing a sacred ritual. There were golden runes inscribed on the floor, and they could all be seen praying fervently in front of a statue of a god. For a long time, they continued their dedicated efforts, and it seemed as though they had finally bore fruit. A sudden flash of white light illuminated the dim room. The glow from the golden runes suddenly died down and revealed a young woman in clothes that were clearly not of this world. "We've…
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"Who are you?" Enyo froze before she put on a nervous smile. "M-my prince, now is not the time for jokes..." Unfortunately, this only caused Indra's gaze to grow colder as he stared at the unknown woman in front of him. By this point Enyo realized that Indra was not at all joking. A single crystalline tear fell from her reddish pink eyes before she fell to her knees on the floor, unable to take her eyes off the man in front of her. The vampire's gaze softened slightly when he saw the…
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In the world of Tayar, those who can cultivate are seen as supreme existences. Cultivation is the practice of absorbing the energy of heaven and earth to strengthen one's body and soul. Through cultivation, beings are able to gain the strength to lift a mountain, eternal youth, and powers that are nothing short of supernatural. There are eight realms in total, each of them more powerful and unreachable than the next. Mortal Realm. Beast Realm. Overlord Realm. Venerable Realm.…
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"By the gods..." Annalise muttered. The walls around them were made out of some kind of black marble that was draining her magic power as the seconds ticked by. Garm noticed his wife's face that was rapidly losing color and made a vow not to subject her to this discomfort any longer than necessary. "Let's get that door open." The men all lined up in front of the large stone doors and began to circulate energy through their bodies. Garm was the first to attack, throwing a solid punch with his…
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Despite the many 'breaks' that Michael and Alex took to use their new toy, the group actually managed to arrive at their destination in a timely manner. Though Annalise did give them the stink eye every time they pulled the broken dark elf behind some bushes or against a tree, they soon learned to ignore it. Currently, the group was staring at their destination : the ruined castle of an extinct race of fallen called vampires. "Alright, we're here." Garm said as he turned toward Alex. "You know the…
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