William Anderson
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The Gate. Midnight. All of the teachers from the participating institutions were anxious as they surrounded the huge magic circle, waiting for their students. “They should be here by any minute.” Instructor Northfields clenched his fists. Suddenly, a blinding light erupted on the magic circle, prompting everyone to cover their sights. *Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.* A barrage of people falling could be heard as the extremely bright light slowly dissipated. A smile formed on the instructor’s…-
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Sven suddenly jumped to his right. An arrow passed through the abdomen of the young man behind him. If Sven had not jumped, his heart would have been in the arrow’s trajectory. “Fuck!” He brandished his own bow as he took out an arrow from his quiver and mocked it to his bow. Cynthia and the other girl also took battle positions as two circles formed before them. *Whoosh* Before the girl could complete the spell, her body slumped to the ground- dead. “Got the location!” Sven shouted as he…
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Sixteen days into the Hunt. Isabella had already reached her destination days ago. At the Northernmost part of the Hellish Depths, which also happened to be the Northernmost border of the Fleeting lands lied a ruin made from small yellow pebbles. There were a few giant trees nearby; each of them were reached about a hundred feet in height. She stepped into the dome-like ruin arranged with pebbles. She could clearly see what was inside as sunlight radiated through the hundreds, if not thousands of the…
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“Aaaaah!” *Sphhhlt!* A bloodied figure brought his bare hand out of the chest of an orange clad student, leaving a gaping hole behind on the Institute student’s chest. The body slumped to the ground while the bloodied figure walked on. “Well done, master.” A charming but submissive voice entered the blood covered young man’s ears. “This martial skills this boy learned are not half bad. You did a good job fetching such a nice body.” He looked at the blue ring on his right ring…
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*Neigh!* After Adrian fed the black steed another one of the black petals, it jumped in ecstasy before galloping around him. Adrian’s uniform and skin were still besmirched by blood, yet to be washed away by the lake water. There was now only an empty stalk in his hand; there were no petals. Adrian sighed as he dropped the black stalk on the ground before beckoning the horse to come to him with his hand. The horse followed and approached his ‘generous’ employers. Adrian reached out his right hand,…
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*Splash* Both Adrian and Cornelia finished their baths as they got up from the lake. Even though she had made a deal, her face was still red. But she followed him to the cottage nevertheless. She picked up a new set of clothes from her bag. But before she could make any move to wear it- “Stop.” His order stopped her in her tracks. “Ye… yes?” She gulped as she looked at him. “Your time to serve me has come. Come here.” He sat on the mat with his legs straightened. She closed her eyes and…
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“A pair of pliers and an everlasting pouch, anything else?” Asked Rastia. “Yes, one last thing.” Adrian said. “What?” She squinted. “Blood pheromones.” ****** Dawn was approaching as the first rays of the sun began to fight against the blood red of the moon. Cornelia was at the southern outskirts the Medial mountains. She was walking to and fro on the even grounds. Her eyes were always on the Ivy marshes. But in truth, she was looking even beyond that. A whole night passed. But there…
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“Hah. hah” Both Sven and Cynthia panted heavily as they sat on the ground. They were bathed in sweat. They had been running for about an hour and a half. Once they calculated the time and inferred that the the first target of the ‘Hunter’ was not them, they decided to take a break. “Aaaaah. Ouch!” The pink haired Cynthia took off the clothes wrapping around her pierced feet. The condition worsened over the last ninety minutes. Sven, the long haired archer, on the other hand did not even…
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“Come here.” He ordered. The demonic aura he was emitting completely disappeared. But not one of the five dared to run away, nor did they try to fight. Because from what they had experienced the last two hours, they would rather commit suicide. Four of them were before him in no time. The long haired archer, Sven climbed down and jogged before assembling with them. “Harry Sol, Avila Greud, Cynthia Rose, Rave Heckler, and Sven Gaze.” He scanned through the five. Everyone shuddered when their…
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Everyone stopped in their tracks. Not anyone could take a single step further. Even the long haired level 4 archer, Sven was stuck on the tree. A baleful and heavy aura paralysed each and every one’s body, regardless of their levels. They felt their hearts crushing deep within just from the fear of the ‘devil’ smiling upon them. Many, if not all, wanted to scream. But alas, not a single sound could escape from their throats. All they could do were to somehow breathe, and sense. *Step. Step.* In…
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