William Anderson
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My house was not the only one that was attacked, soon the burning boulders were flying all over the village, crushing the houses and the people living in it. They were the result of some magic spell I didn't know at the time, but looking back at it now I guess it was probably a combination of fire and earth elements. The army was surrounding us, but since they could not cross the mountains they laid camps on the rest of the three sides. My father had probably seen the army coming, that's why he hurried…
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"What happened?" my mom asked, confused by the sudden turn of events, the perplexedness showing clearly on her face. "We…we need to go...quickly. Th-They are coming!" he spoke hurriedly all while trying to catch his breath. I was a kid back then but even I knew just from looking that he'd run quite a long distance before storming in here. "Wait a second, what are you saying? Who is coming?!" my mom asked again, this time a bit more gently. Dad didn't reply this time, rather stared deep in her eyes for…
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You said you wanted to know everything from the beginning, right? I might've not had this trouble if I were to be very vague about it, but I guess that's not what you want. However, if that's not what you want then you leave me in quite a tight situation, as even I don't know where to start. You said you wanted to hear my story from the beginning, but what does a 'beginning' define? Did it all start when I was born? Or when I found Requiem? Or when I was left alone in a pile of dead bodies with my…
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"To help you understand this story better, I'll first have to start by telling you a bit about how the world was, a thousand years ago. You see, many things have changed since then. So, a thousand years ago the world was… *** The atmosphere was filled with mana, way more than what it is now. The world was divided into two parts—one where the land rose, reaching the peaks of the sky, vast mountains of never-ending slopes; they were called the Devil's Mountains/ They were the mountains where the…
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"We have something new actually, would you like it?" she asked. "Well, why not," I replied. Smiling, she went to the shelf behind and picked one of the bottles with back, stained glass. She returned, picked one of the glasses, and decanted the bottle until it was half-full. It was a brownish golden liquid but I can't say for sure as the colorful lights were distracting. Then she held a jar and poured the rest of the glass with a transparent liquid—it was probably water. I gripped the glass, it was…
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I stepped inside my dorm room, closing the door shut back. I removed my shoes and settled them on the rack near the mattress. I went inside, removed my blazer, and let it rest inside the wardrobe. I let the Requiem sword rest on the side of my bed as I took off my academy uniform and settled into more casual clothes. After setting everything in its place I went to the kitchen and returned a few minutes later with a cup of hot chocolate. Well, it wasn't really hot since most of the heat was lost during…
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"So, how does this work?" I asked. "Hmm, well that's a good question, actually. How indeed? You see, Requiem is by no means an ordinary sword, I hope you already know. So when the ability to make its user summon magic circles is just one of those things it can do which other swords cannot." "It still doesn't explain how a sword can do all that." "Well, that… I can tell you, but I highly doubt you would be able to understand a thing from it. It's quite complicated, you know?" her eyes wandered far away…
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"Now, how do I know all this?" she asked as her usual smile appeared on her face. "It's simple. Back in my time, I had the same problem, even worse I guess; if we're seeing it in terms of magic. You can use elemental magic without a magic circle or an incantation, but I was not even capable of that. Think about it for a second. "I was unable to use magic in the world where the powerful ruled the all, the time when the world was burning in the flames of war caused by the five kingdoms," she paused for…
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I staggered backward rapidly when Req slapped my Requiem sword with her own, standard metal sword. Her attack force was enough to drive me back to the edge of my feet. I somehow pushed forward, crushing and grinding my sword's blade against her. There was not a single hint of discomfort or stress on her face, she faced me like I was a child in training. She moved a step back and then carefully titled her body to the left, opposing my sword with her right hand. She let me apply all the force I could. I…
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It was one of those perfect autumn evenings, so common in stories but so rare in the real world. What was not perfect was the figure of Leon, who lay on the floor of the cafeteria, his clothes wet with coffee. It took a moment for everyone to understand what happened, and when they did, half of them laughed while half paid no mind. Anya got up and helped Leon back up on his feet, Ellyn made a few unwilling approaches of lending out a hand but it was so clear that it was just a formality, and she enjoyed…
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