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2021-03-09 22:26:36Andrey lifted his eyebrows after hearing these words. The surprise on his face was obvious.
“Good. Gooooood. Judging by your reaction, you definitely have seen something of the kind. You believe me, I know you do. It’s all over your face. You know about these things. You’re involved, aren’t you… Andrey Makiya?” Jack the Ripper spoke like a lunatic.
Andrey didn’t reply as he was testing his abilities to fix the connections between the different events.
I know… I know that I fought an angel. Camael. An immortal being. Immortality is real. So is God. That which happened to me at the church. I was banished by God himself. I can’t exactly back this up, but I am certain of it. I can… feel it. I know that non-describable voice was that of God himself. So my
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Makiya 167. Memories of Her
Now that I think about it… Dea’n’ha would be mad at me for a lot of things… I can even hear her voice in my head ‘Why did you drag another girl with you!?’, ‘Why did you transfer all your money into her bank account!?’, ‘How could you let her kiss you!?’, ‘How could you be sharing a single flat with another woman!?’, ‘I can’t believe that you and her are together twenty-four-seven!’... Yeah, she’s a really angelic demon, alright. Damn, I miss her…Andrey leaned back on the sofa and looked up towards one of the light bulbs.He reached his hand out, and as a tear fell down his cheek, he whispered to the light bulb, “Hey, my light? Where are you… I miss you so much… It’s ripping my heart out that you’re not here with me
Makiya 168. Unkillable
“You… Are you really certain about that?” Yuki asked in a shy voice.“I’m certain, Yuki.” Andrey replied and looked deep into her eyes.His stare suddenly dived deep into her in a way she didn’t expect to experience. She sank in his eyes.“Yuki.”“Um- yes!” She immediately replied, panicked visibly.He put his hand on her head and patted her gently with a smile,“Before else, thanks for being around! It has been a tough ride for a while. I’m glad that I have another person to share my pain with.”Although his words were of pure friendship, Yuki let thi
Makiya 169. Mercilessly
Jack looked at his opponent’s lust for battle and felt an inspiring fire inside him. It wasn't the joy of battle. It was the desire to die. He really just wanted to die.Andrey opened his hands up, letting go of his blades, and the moment Jack hit the ceiling, the blades impaled him, sticking him into it.“That’s right, now let me recover, as you have no choice, anyway.”Andrey jumped acrobatically from the ground. After that, staring into his opponent, he spoke calmly, “Die.”He clapped his hands once.The Makiya blades, controlled by Manakinesis, started moving so fast that they applied such destruction that a shredder would never manage to.A
Makiya 170. Eternity in life or in death?
Andrey cooled down and switched off his empowering techniques. He looked at Jack the Ripper, or rather, Sir Jack Sinister White, and spoke,“You are but a fool. But then… so am I.”Jack felt insulted for a second, but was curious to find out the argumentation behind these words, so he listened to Andrey.“Mendling with the gods… That’s a mistake both you and I have done.”Jack grinned, “So you too are involved with the gods.” he said with a satisfied voice.“No!” Andrey yelled with a gritty timbre, “Unlike you, I didn’t fall to their knees and beg. I have never even once begged the gods for something I haven’t worked hard for. I don’t
Makiya 171. Worse than death
“Seriously?” Andrey spoke in a low voice.Jack looked down at him, covered in blood.“Why aren’t you dead? I stabbed your heart!?”Jack yelled.“Did you really?” Andrey asked, and at that moment, Jack realized they were back just before he activated his Whitechapel Domain and started beating his opponent up.“What… happened?” Jack looked around and saw he had no blood on him, “I’m sure I just killed you!”“Yeah, I wouldn’t have known. Do you remember that ability I told you of? Astral Blaze? Yeah, it can do some really awesome things.”&ldq
Makiya 172. Have you got someone you love, Captain?
Still trying to lift his hand without pulling Yuki’s hair or head up, Andrey felt a small panic taking him over.This is starting to drive me crazy. This energy. It’s flowing in my hand and I can’t stop it. I can’t control it. I can’t grasp it. It’s too strong. It’s gentle, yet as brutal as doing whatever it wants with it.Oh… okay the… energy has revealed something to me. It appeared in my conscience… it is… ‘BLUE’... What? Blue? Mana is blue… What the heck…Suddenly surprised by a strong force squeezing him.He broke his meditative state and looked down at Yuki.She was crying.
Makiya 173. The Reward
Andrey woke up and looked around. Beautiful curtains, nice furniture. It seemed familiar, but he couldn’t remember where from.He lifted his body from the bed slowly, continuing to look around. There wasn’t anyone around. As he leaned on his hands while standing up, he noticed how fluffy and nice the bed sheets were.“Hmm… nice.” he whispered.Where am I?Andrey looked down at the floor where a pair of slippers awaited for him. He put them on and noticed he was dressed in some sort of black pajamas. After looking around some more, the door was the most attractive thing for him, so he went towards it.Wait. What is this!?He lo
Makiya 174. "That's my heart. It keeps on beating."
“Andrey, you said her name was…?” Yuki asked, while looking at the corner of the room.“Dea’n’ha. That’s what she’s called.”Yuki stood up and bowed her head down. This action was something normal for Japanese to do to show respect towards a person.“A pleasure to meet you, Dea’n’ha!” she fastly spoke.Although only Yuki could hear her, Dea’n’ha replied, “Hello, Yuki.”Yuki turned towards Andrey and with a worried expression asked, “Um… she doesn’t seem to be too friendly. Is that normal?”Andrey smiled and looked at her, then looked at the corner of the
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266. Bound in life and death [FINAL CHAPTER]
“Immortal douche, my ass.” Amryr’s voice sounded behind the cracking noise.Andrey could see only darkness after the shattered mirror-like world of Golehanei’s game, his young student being his light in the confusing, lightless tunnel.Inhaling deeply, Andrey opened his eyes. The sight of the ancient being rotting right in front of him was the answer to the many questions that had just arisen. A black-and-white splash of energy cracked open the shell just seconds after Lord Red Eye’s awakening.“Amryr…” Andrey whispered.The loyal follower’s contrasting mana widened, making a splash, completely opening half of the shell.“Well, what can I say? The shell grew a lot from the moment that Golehanei noticed we had an ace up our sleeve.” Onyx smiled.Andrey’s eyes wandered from person to person, landing lastly on Dea’n’ha.“I see. Your eye technique. But… what happened?” Just as he spoke, a strange tingle in his right palm pulled his gaze. “The Abyssal Crack Magic… It resonated…” As he obs
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265. Frozen Actions
Oh, great! If I get his characters killed before mine die, then I’ll be the obvious winner, won’t I? Does this mean that I won’t die even if my Main Character dies? If I win first, then the game is over, right? The Thief Class struggled as his neck cracked multiple times due to the twist he did on his own. The opposing Knight Class screamed in an angry tone, “This is a living abomination! Die!” Seeing how The Thief Class’ body wouldn’t let go of the mighty sword, punches started raining on his face. The armored gloves dealt a lot of damage to the poor Thief Class, but it didn’t really matter. He had no mind left to notify him of the pain. All he had was one thing - desire to kill.
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264. Surroundings
“Let me see how you fare now. This one can’t be decided on sheer luck, descendant. May the fun and games… continue…” The ancient spoke, as a voice coming from nobody knows where announced, “Round Two.” A dialogue box appeared before Andrey. Yeah, like hell, this one’s gonna take you down even the better. “Round Two. For this round you may pick only two cards. Mage Thief Knight UNAVAILABLE CARDS: Demon Maiden”
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263. Outplayed
// Letters in BOLD are the main character’s telepathy to Andrey//// Letters in ITALIC BOLD are Andrey’s telepathy towards his Main Character/other characters//All of a sudden, The Maiden Class card recovered her senses and took another surprising action.“Oh, my dear! I was sure that you would look after us! I knew you had not forgotten us! All we had to do was believe in you and you would show mercy on our poor souls. The precious and gentle touch of the palm of your hand is called ‘Mercy’ and we experienced it to its finest momentum! May my prayer and wordings of the utmost-fine gratitude reach thee! An offering I will make as soo
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262. First Encounter!
“The game… begins, challengers.” The start was announced by a mysterious voice and all of a sudden Andrey could see through the eyes of his main character. Interesting. Somehow I am seeing both what she sees and what I see as well. How does the human brain even manage to endure the simultaneous cognition stress? // Letters in BOLD are the main character’s telepathy to Andrey// My Master, what shall I do now? A most seducing and alluring voice resounded within Andrey’s mind. Oh! Is she actually capable of reasonable communication? Impressive. // Letters
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261. The game begins
Conjured by nothingness in the air, five cards appeared, twice the size of a human. The terrain reshaped and all of a sudden, it appeared that Andrey was standing in a theater. Looking around, he could see many empty seats, but more importantly, the scene was incredibly vast. The things that were easily seen were a well in the middle, a tower next to it, a few chairs along with a wooden table. They seemed rather medieval and old, but that seemed to be the idea behind the whole game. Playing a medieval role in a theatrical scenery. “We already started!? How about you tell me what the game is about first, eh!?” Andrey shouted, his eyebrows narrowed due to his annoyance. Golehanei’s voice replied to him with a cold tone. “Be not so rushful, Andrey Makiya… de
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260. Inner World-Shell
Besides the sound of an incoming wind torrent, Andrey appeared like a black thunder, piercing through the clouds, right after jumping off from the conjured black-and-white tower. After restoring his vision past the clouds, he immediately navigated at the ancient human, who was patiently waiting in his cradle. Swinging just slightly. A massive barrage of a hundred walls of rock erupted from the ground, creating a mighty shielding to protect Golehanei from the incoming battle-mage. The rumbling noise in addition with the ancient being’s impatience slowly arising worked as proof that Andrey had been passing through his defense effortlessly. A sword landed right next to the ancient’s throat. Stopped not by Andrey’s will, but instead by the incredibly precise and strong grip of Golehanei’s finger tips.
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259. Life and Death are one and the same
Andrey put on a little smile in an attempt to mock the man, who claimed to be greater than them. “Does the superior being deal with conflicts with force or with wisdom? Time we found out, I say.” He expected his taunting words to provoke the being, and at least see an eyebrow get narrowed, but instead Golehanei spoke calmly. “Young Andrey Makiya, when wisdom finds its end, the forces of power take over. Such would seem to be the case, descendant.” A fist coming straight at Andrey’s face was immediately countered as the red-eyed battle-mage deflected the incoming knuckles by punching his opponent’s arm in the triceps with an upper-cut. Although unexpected, suddenly Golehanei forced his arm downwards, overpowering the fist, in an attempt to strike Andrey’s head, as if to slash it with a blade.
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258. The hunter becomes The hunted
“Dea’n’ha!” Andrey startled at the sorceress. “Y-yes!” She replied in a frail voice. “Can you communicate with this golden-dressed freak!?” Dea’n’ha lowered her head and spoke. “I can only convert information with my Abyssal Crack magic… I can’t really drain the language abilities out of it. It’s like attaining something from the void.” “Tsk.” Andrey clicked his tongue and looked at the buffed, half-naked man, who had only black pants, golden belt, and a golden collar that went all the way from his neck to covering half his back and chest. The ancient human had a golden ring on his left pointing finger, and dark brown leather bracelets with gold imbued in them on both his wrists.
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