Sophia Garcia
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The amount of concentration it took to fire one powerful dark beam while charging up a second in secret was so enormous, Zarian overworked his aura channels, making his brain feel like it was unraveling. It didn’t help that he had two handicaps, the aura cuffs and his Straight Darkness +1 in the beta skill section. He still had the glorious view of the monk’s eyes widening in surprise before getting struck down from the air. The beam smashed monk into the earth with a ground shaking thump and kept…-
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Zarian had his hood up, his cloak covering his body to hide his features from the surrounding soldiers. Bright blue magic torches shone with a quiet, vibrating hum around the former battlegrounds, pushing away the surrounding dark better than normal flames. That helped illuminate the young soldiers as they groaned, shouted, and worked in a frenzy to sort through the wreckage, the living, and the dead. Eerie creatures hooted, hissed, and croaked from the stony forest, which was home to nighttime beasts…
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Zarian knew the basic doctrines of warfare. He had to since he’d spent time as an infantryman in the Marines, even if it was for a short stint. He hadn’t seen live combat as a Marine Infantryman. Still, he’d done enough studying and training to get the gist of how war fighters – the Marines especially – should establish dominance in the theater of war. A fighting force needed to either have overwhelming firepower that others would consider overkill. Or the fighting force needed to enforce their…
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Things weren’t looking good. Roland was a do-gooder idiot, and this world or continent didn’t have black people. Zarian wondered when the killing would begin, but held back for a little longer. He wanted to believe his party could help him in these hard social interactions. It would get boring if he answered all of his problems with only violence. The violence would feel less special. “Roland, we don’t have time to debate this. We must head back to Bramblevale on the double now that we’ve…
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Before anyone could voice their dissent, Zarian slunk backward. He turned off his skeleton spell, leaving Para to gather up all the piles of bones. Then Zarian made himself look a little smaller, a little more feeble, and a little more like his old self. He returned to the version of himself who had begged or did the most menial of labors for scraps after getting kicked out of the Marines. “Bianca, play the party leader,” Zarian ordered. “Naomi, be yourself, but toward Bianca. Hannah, Gilbert, be…
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“Wow, I think I’ve misjudged you, Big Bro.” Ariana turned away. “I will contemplate on your words for they are grand and inspiring. Thank you for sharing them with me. We shall talk again another time when I’m able.” “Whoa, whoa, where are you going?” Zarian questioned. “We just linked up again! And you have a lot more to explain!” “I know! I’m sorry! But I must go.” Ariana crashed into him and gave him a tight hug with her short, four-year-old arms. “Continue showing me your…
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Zarian’s party had scaled rabbit on a campfire near the corpse of the lost knight. The scaled rabbit was called a ragon, and it could breathe a puff of fire like a little fuzzy dragon. The meat tasted surprisingly good, with a little spicy kick that was natural, no seasoning needed. The best part was the size of the ragon. It was as large as a turkey and provided plenty of meat for everyone. Zarian chewed on his portion while sitting against the lost knight’s leg. Naomi was doing sit-ups in front of…
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This was a dangerous fight, and Zarian was a little nervous. Several members of his party were still too weak for his liking. Hannah, Gilbert, and Bianca were only Level 15. Naomi was better off at Level 23. And Zarian was Level 27 while unable to Identify the Stone Knight. Worse yet, Zarian left Straight Darkness +1 in his beta skill section, weakening it considerably instead of swapping it into the alpha skill section. This was not a smart gamble, but he wanted to try anyway. Knowing this, Zarian…
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Weeks after crawling the White Spider Dungeon, Zarian and his party saw daylight for the first time since coming to Infinita. They were following the bend of a tunnel when a crack of light illuminated a rock wall in front of them. The entire party stopped to stare at the light. Bianca barely held back a sob. Zarian let out a disagreeable growl. He fled back into the dark embrace of the tunnel, almost like a vampire. Bianca tried to coax him out into the accursed light. Progress was slow since she…
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Zarian acted with a more relaxed attitude at the start of the next dungeon run. He made sure everyone stuck together this time around. After the craziness of the last day, he gave the party a chance to settle into a slower but more thorough groove. This was a temporary state, because there was a maddening degree of new things to play with. There were Hannah’s new runic abilities and Bianca’s flashy new powers. Naomi had become a psionic kickboxer, which was interesting to incorporate into their party…
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