Sophia Garcia
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The world was changing, and new empires were rising across the ashes of dead civilizations as the merged worlds creating Panu were beginning to come together. The tutorials were over, the initial shock of the integration now passed. It was a time of new beginnings. The terraforming of the inner lands of the Thane Necropolis had been a blessing to many of those drawing power from the Unholy Foundational pillar, and all associated pillars. Especially for the undead, who made up nearly half of the population…
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Athela slowly shut the door to his manor room behind her to leave only a crack open, smiling at Riven’s bare rising and falling chest while he recovered. Then her eyes fell to the pair of feathered boots that Riven still kept at the side of his bed, and her smile faltered. The past few days had been… difficult, with the serious damage to his soul very apparent. He could barely summon mana at all. Frankly she’d been surprised that he didn’t have permanent damage because that kind of event would have…
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Allie’s world was a stark gray. Blood dripped from her eyes, ears, nose and mouth while she locked gazes with Jalel only a few feet away. He was the only other one moving in this out of body experience, but even he could only move his eyes - so he was limited in the same way she was. The entanglement broke for the third time, and for the third time she and Jalel both began to scream in agony - each dropping to the ground and writhing around as time after time their opposing Malignant Prophecies clashed…
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Allie was missing a leg that for some reason wouldn’t regrow, Kathrine was severely poisoned and beginning to slow. Jalel was overpowering Captain Rusof, and Fimrindle was finally breaking out of the stalemate - slicing off limbs and heads before pushing Allie’s way with incredibly fast and jerky movements. A protective dome now encased The Blood Moon Requiem’s trading hub - preventing anyone from going in or out, and the battle within and around the compound had become an absolute madhouse of…
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Allie was in trouble. She was being attacked and her life was in danger. And his reaction was instinctual. Without any thought of his own safety, he would persevere for the woman who’d taken his heart with the kindness she’d shown him over these past few months - a kindness he’d only ever known from his mother prior to meeting her. Lahn’s shriveled fingers on his left hand, still devoid of any real musculature despite the slow-going recovery process, flipped through the pages of the shimmering…
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The dining hall had been redecorated according to the description Riven had given Allie prior to this, though she couldn’t be certain because it was her first time here after all. She’d never had reason to visit the compound before now, but the looming threat of planetary annihilation by an intergalactic vampire empire that her mother had been part of was nothing to take lightly - should she spurn the rules of the Queen and council. Despite not knowing much about the greater multiverse, she was…
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Lord Justo Barimont was a handsome man, even for a vampire, and he let that fact be known as he swaggered around the compound giving orders to the various soldiers or maids while two personal thralls from the heartlands waved large white fans to cool him off. His eyes were bright crimson as all purebloods were, and his platinum-trimmed robes had the symbol of a green flame embroidered on his chest to symbolize the house he hailed from. “This place truly is a drag, isn’t it Puncie?” Lord Barimont…
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Bridgar Mush was an officer of his majesty’s legions, a veteran of many battles and a dwarf with a truly splendid red beard. Brown eyes and a firm, square jawline stared out underneath a thick stone helmet carved out of the very caves they lived in and molded by forgeries and mages accustomed to the Volcanic Subpillar. Most of the dwarves of his majesty’s legions were imbued with that particular subpillar, and thus the army Bridgar now stood over in his stone fortress tower all displayed various…
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The portal stabilized, and a notification appeared signaling that it was slightly different than the prior portals he’d already linked to. So it’d go away and other people couldn’t use it if he wasn’t around? That was a shame. Riven had been hoping he could send people to and from Deepnest here, but it appeared his weapon only had so much power concerning the ability to link to such wormholes. Still, it was better than the alternative of not working at all. An hour later Riven stood silently on…
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Matt shifted his gaze from the portal, to Hakim, to Riven, and then the three demons partially covered in pastry. His grip tightened around the axe he still held against Julie’s throat amidst the dead silence of the room and he immediately pulled out his revolver to lower it at Julie’s skull with a click. “Hakim!!! Hakim you backstabbing little bitch! I told you that I’d blow your girlfriend’s head off if you betrayed me!” Hakim didn’t reply, too distracted with the potential death of his…
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