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Calixte ArcNone of the others were stirring. Not the commissar, my wife, or my best friend. I could still see the pink vapor in the air, but it wasn't affecting me anymore. Why were the rest of them still under the effects of the vapor? Maybe it had run its course in me? Was I just lucky?I pulled myself off the ground, using the table the commissar had been working on to keep my balance. Now that I wasn't unconscious, I could smell the pink vapor. It reminded me of chocolate and strawberry milk. It was an odd combination of flavors, but it seemed good. Now that it wasn't putting me on the ground.I handled the commissary first. Putting my knee on his back, I took out my rope and tied his hands together behind his back. As tight as I could make them. Then I repeated the process with his feet.I quickly searched him, disarming him of his weapons and anything else he might be able to use to cut his bindings. Once I was sure he was safe, they wanted the commissar alive, I turned back to
Arc Chronicles Calixte
Calixte"Why would I tell you anything, imperial scum?"That was a good question. Why would he tell me anything? I hated his ideology, but that might be personal now because of Tanya and what they have done to her. They butchered her family in front of her and send her fleeing to a foreign country. I had a personal stake in it.If I truly believed in expansionism, if I bought into everything my father tried to sell me, and this man was attacking my beliefs, would I help him? No, of course not. I would do everything in my power to stop him and now h was doing that to me.I could try and trick it out of him, but I knew nothing about this commissar, so there was no point in weeding it out of him. I would have to know him on a personal level... Wouldn't I?I would just have to hand him over to the Office of Secret Intelligence. Mireille and Agent Caron would have to deal with him.I turned the next page in his notes, hoping to find something easier to read. Nope, if anything the Roslachni
Arc Chronicles Euphemia
EuphemiaOf course, she had the room under magical surveillance. Not just the room with the prisoner who was begging to tell her what he knew, but all of the rooms. They were all under constant surveillance, which Rachel Edgecombe was happy to brag to me about.Brag was too strong of a word. It wasn't so much as bragging, but showing me. "I don't know if I can trust what he says.""He seemed pretty genuine about wanting to tell you. I hear torture does that""He genuinely wants to avoid more pain and suffering, that's what that boy wants. Prisoners who undergo the suffering of torture will often confess to anything. Maybe they're strong enough to keep what they know a secret but want the pain to end. So they tell us a sweet little lie."Or they tell us what they think we want to know. Maybe they don't know anything and whatever they can say to end the torment, they'll do. Even if it's a bald-faced lie."I cocked my head to the right. "So torture isn't effective?""That is a question t
Arc Chronicles Calixte
Calixte ArcThe transport was taking us back to Acadia, and as a prince, I was given my own private chambers. I was prepared to share with Tanya and try to investigate the notes in secret, but she chose to ride in a compartment where she could lie down. When I asked what was wrong, she didn't answer. She only said she wanted to be alone.Rolo felt the same way. He didn't want to talk to me or anyone else. He answered the soldier's question curtly, then he disappeared into a private room.I told Tanya, Rolo, and the soldiers that the commissar woke up and got free. He destroyed his notes and the pink substance and was going to kill me so I had to put a bullet in his head. I had to get my story straight before we reached Acadia because the OSI was going to want to debrief me.On the other hand... I quickly felt around, spreading my mana through the room. There were no active spells around me, so I was confident that no one was watching me. This world wasn't advanced enough for security
Arc Chronicles Caxlite
Calixte ArcNo one in the class was able to shoot down a single enemy. I wasn't the worst, which I took some pride in."Over the next year, we'll incorporate this flight simulator into our training. Until you can survive a dogfight with at least one kill to your name, you're not touching the real deal. Now get out of here.""I wasn't in the simulator for a minute before I got gunned down," Rolo said."Don't pity yourself. Besides, you did last longer than Theo. He got shot down in twenty seconds.""Is that supposed to make me feel better? I wasn't as bad as I could have been?"I clapped him on the back. "Exactly. You were the second worst.""I feel so much better."I smiled. It seemed I had been teasing Rolo for a long time. Not so much lately. Maybe I would have to change that. Well, after Rolo recovered from whatever the pink gas showed him.I made my first kill in the simulator three weeks later. Three weeks of grueling training with Victoria's forces and I succeeded. After practic
Arc Chronicles Calixte
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Arc Chronicles Reborn Gamer
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Arc Chronicles Euphemia
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Arc Chronicles Volume 1: Finale
Calixte Arc: FinaleThe plan was simple: divide and conquer. Once we finished dealing with the Roslachnian soldiers, it was a simple matter of planning the attack. Because of the vision, she showed me, I knew where to find that room and we were going in guns blazing.Bian and Alphonse were in first, charging power to their shield gems. The hail of gunfire was deflected from the shields and all the focus was on them.Rolo and Sasha followed, making another loud entrance, to draw the rest of their attention.I was sneaking in last. As the room was filled with the sounds of bullets and magic, I sprinted in under the power of a cloaking spell. It should have been called a camouflage spell because that's what it did. In the chaos of the assault, no one was going to notice me sneaking in.The plan played out perfectly. As I slinked in pressing myself to the wall, I looked around for her. For my enemy. Emer Gallagher, the woman who's haunted my nightmares since she almost killed me in Morocc
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Calixte Arc
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Calixte
Calixte ArcRUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! BANG! BOOM! RUMBLE!It was like loud crackling in my ear. It started the hell out of me. I was sure someone had snuck up on us, but when I looked around, it was only Alphonse and me. "Did you hear that?""No. Hear what?""It was loud and..." I trailed off. "If you heard it, you wouldn't have to ask
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Master Shadow - Calixte Arc
Master ShadowShe glared at the man in white, hunched over his crystal ball. She hated that she had to rely on him, but without his guidance, they'd be blind. Still, it didn't sit right with her."Where are they?" she demanded of him. Master Shadow had half a mind to run over and peer into the ball herself, but she didn't have the spells to work it. So she was left standing there, waiting."They just left the room," he said quickly. He didn't want to draw her anger, which proved he had a brain in his head."Where are the prince and the other one going?""They're heading towards the other intruders."Master Shadow rubbed her chin. They wanted to link up, did they? Her instinct wasn't to allow that, but it might be better. If she could cripple the prince in dreams and memories...But she had already tried that. He was resisting and the protection he put around his mind was strong. She could pierce him one more time, but after that, she wouldn't have enough power left. One last time and
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The Inspector
The InspectorAs he was brought into the room, Inspector Calares watched him closely. The young man sat down with that calm demeanor of someone sure they weren't going to be executed. It wasn't an act and that surprised him more than anything else. If he was in that young man's position, he wouldn't have been able to remain so calm.If this interview went poorly, if the higher-ups decided he was guilty, Sanctus wouldn't just kill him. He'd be subjected to tortore as a tratior to the People's Union, a fate arguably as bad as hell. Of course, they would never send his soul to hell. The Party went to great lengths to ensure their people had a frame of reference to what happened to traitors.This man would be made an example of and Inspector Calares sure as he didn't want to be the one to send him there, but he had a job to do. If he failed, they'd turn their sight on him.The young man didn't say anything. He just grinned. Inspector Calares didn't meet his eyes at first. He picked up his
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Calixte Arc
Calixte ArcThe enchanted bullet struck through the shadow, but I didn't have much time to admire my handy work. I thought I clamped down on my mind with iron, but the force drawing me back into my memories came back with a vengeance. The world swam again and drifted into the misty reality of my mind and my memories...Only it wasn't my memories. I could tell by the context of the misty world that there were memories. I was all too familiar with this state of mind now, but as the mist swirled around me and became solid form, I was in a room I recognized.Only because I was just there when I followed the source of these attacks back. This was the room of the woman who was orchestrating the memory attacks on me.She channeled her mana into the crest, watching as the Aquitaine team slowly surrounded the trap.As more plans landed and they were forced to retreat, the watcher brought her mirror up. She channeled her mana into it, creating a two-way reflection with her team."Commander.""W
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Calixte
Calixte ArcI couldn't do anything but watch as the shadow melted out of Alphonse's own shadow. At that moment, it truly looked like the grime reaper ready to begin its bloody work.The world turned to slow motion as the shadow swung its scythe. I aimed, looking down the sights at the monster about to reap my teammate.I channeled my mana into the bullet. I had to shoot now, or that thing would kill him- the world started to spin. No! Not now. I had to keep my eye on the prize and save Alphonse.I pulled the trigger before the memory could suck me in."You're probably right.""Calixte... Calixte and Tanya. Why are you so familiar?""Rolo, pin him down for me, will you? My arm's getting tired.""Roger."I took a deep breath and kept my arm in the same position. I closed my eyes and in an explosion of light, I was back in the real world.The monster cut through Alphonse's shoulder, but the wound didn't look deep. Or life-threatening. Alphonse fell to the ground, but that was just to rol
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Shadow Master - Calixte
Shadow MasterShe watched as the prince blinked out of existence, not that he was truly there to start with. He had followed her mind back here, something she hadn't planned for. The boy was talented, but he was still new to the effects in the grand scheme of things. He shouldn't have been able to follow her."That boy." If she wasn't so furious, Shadow Master might have been impressed. As it stood, she was going to make him pay. He should have kept his guard up the whole time because she has a small point in his mind.With her shadow attaching him, the prince didn't have the time to stroll down memory lane. She'd throw him back into one of the memories he'd already experienced. Sure, he'd resist, but with that monster coming at him...She set the shadow to kill. She no longer cared what Emer Gallagher wanted. If the girl became a problem, Shadow Master would use the shadow to end her life as well. The Central Party couldn't fault her. Emer Gallagher was a hired assassin, nothing more