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Makiya Introduction
Dear reader! Before you start reading, I would like to thank you for your time and investment in my book! You are great! Quick instructions about reading this book. All text written like this (in italic) is the current character's thoughts. They are not spoken out loud but are in the character's mind. __ Some chapters contain illustrations drawn by me or someone else who has willingly contributed to the book. The name of the author would be found right underneath the picture. These images display content from the chapter it was inspired by. _ One more thing! Please, do not forget to leave reviews of the book, as it means really much to me and inspires me to write even more! I am very thankful for this and makes me love you even more so! <3 ______ In the wild deserts of Wartair, it was often that the armies of Batua Lurrak would fight the sand storms. In this wasteland, you could rarely find any water and food, so if you haven’t come prepared you will definitely be feeling and
Makiya 1. The beautiful lady
Princepsius was a gigantic city. The capital of Batua Lurrak. It had an enormous population, and even though not very often, there still were robberies. Sometimes food was stolen, sometimes clothes or weapons, but definitely the most stolen thing was food. They caught very easily the wrongdoers and with incredible haste. When they were taken in, they would be led to a certain place. Beneath the city. When the king had an opportunity, they faced him and he delivered his judgment. Even though rules were really strongly followed and the law was always executed righteously at first glance, there was one exception. Exactly, it was Andrey. He wasn't given the chance to stand around and wait to see what's going to happen. The moment he regained consciousness he was sent straight to King Goodlie, and the decision was to isolate him in a cell beneath the castle as his accusation was espionage. The cell was dark. There were three walls and their base gray color was hidden either by blood or so
Makiya 2. The duel
Nyadzel, Andrey, and the blue-eyed woman went out of the tunnels filled with prisoner cells. What awaited outside was nothing else but the glorious castle of King Goodlie. The green grass was trimmed, and you could spot the path carved with gray and yellow tiles. They were mixed in an odd way, which is why in the distance they would appear in different colors, even though they weren't. It was all thanks to the specific light of the big blue star in the sky.After the strong sound of the tolling bell, the woman said, "Nyadzel, you and Andrey will have to wait outside. The king desires that I report alone."Nyadzel didn't mind this but still asked, "Okay, then what do I do with him?""Take him somewhere for a walk. I won't be long." She said as she turned her head towards the green park nearby.They didn't walk for long. Andrey was inspecting every detail. He was getting accustomed to his surroundings. There were statues of warriors fighting, holding swords, hammers, shields–all this spo
Makiya 3. The basic training
It was morning and Philius was shining with the blue-white light high in the sky, and Andrey was making yet another set of crunches. Under the close watch of Nyadzel for already a month they had trained together every morning, every evening and the rest of the time Nyadzel would teach Andrey this and that.This practically was pretty similar to the life Andrey had lived until not long ago. He used to go to school every morning. Though this time it was a bit more complicated–there were harsh training schedules, which were transforming him into one of the heroes, who he had read about in the books, saw in the movies and watched in anime.At start Nyadzel wasn't very kind to his partner, but over time with everyday training and time spent together they became friends. From the moment Andrey started to actually last throughout the entire training schedule, his trainer raised his opinion about him and that led to an enormous improvement in their relationship.Nyadzel's house wasn't too big
Makiya 4. The beauty would bring tears in your eyes
Three months of training had rewarded well. Andrey could now hold the two-handed sword without dropping it easily. This was actually only the beginning of his real training.It was early morning. Time for training. Nyadzel opened the door as if thunder went inside Andrey's room. Then he stared at him for a while."Morning training time. I'm ready, are we going?" Andrey asked, feeling the silence awkward as he stretched his jaw to the side."Yeah. We're going, but not the usual place. Follow me!" Nyadzel replied harshly, and they both walked out of the house.Andrey thought they were starting training at the lakes today, but turned out not. They went in a completely different direction.Princepsius was full of people this early in the morning. Everybody had a job or just had some errands to run. This grabbed Andrey's attention. He hadn't been going out much. After all, he was like under custody throughout these three months. Training, studying, training, studying. This time it felt like
Makiya 5. To Mage-Mountain
Nyadzel explained yet again what the young man had to do to succeed in his training. Andrey didn't really need to listen to this over and over again, but ‘I guess he is worried’ he thought to himself.Andrey had a black cloak, his two-handed training sword, a small sack with clothes, food, and water for a day, along with a book which his master said is a must-read during training.All packed and ready, the young man was ready for a real adventure. Nyadzel walked him to the beginning of the mountains and wished him good luck. This wise cross-scared face tried to hide, but only unsuccessfully that he was worried for his pupil. Andrey didn't fail to notice this, but all he did was send out a little joke, "The teacher-student bond is a thing here too, eh?"It was surprising that Andrey had so much luggage and turned out he had so much to walk. Until now his master was carrying his sword to help out, but now that they were departing the adventurer had to carry all his luggage. "Oh, come o
Makiya 6. The first real threat
After hard training and all the effort of making a shelter, Andrey had fallen asleep in wait of the next day, expecting to continue his adventurous harsh-dangerous training in Mage-Mountain.Tired of walking, training, the stress of the whole situation, and the melody of the unknown to Earth birds accompanied with the backing symphony of the waterfall, led Andrey to feel so calm he had completely blacked out. But this "black screen" he had been seeing in his sleep was suddenly over by the sparkling image of a glowing tattooed female arm, suddenly waking him up. He opened his eyes frightened but calmed down quickly when he saw everything around him was the same. He could see the waterfall sparkling under Philius' blue dimmed light, the melody of the birds. After a long deep sigh, he closed his eyes again.Laying on his back in silence and breathing calmly, he tried to use his concentrated hearing. Earsight - he called it this time. He thought this is a reasonable name as he could as i
Makiya 7. Earsight
Eyes as if sparkling. Breath as heavy as after a fight with a beast. Muscles and veins popping. Teeth grinding hard. This was what described Andrey best as he was fighting the current of the waterfall, climbing the rocky mountain, following the bird that pierced through the waterfall. The strong and cold current, the loud noise of gallons crashing and forming a lake, the water in his eyes - it all felt like a living hell to him. This torture was so strong that his face enraged as he wanted to scream, but he would then get plenty of water in his mouth and ruin his breathing tempo. It took only as much as thirty minutes to climb to the middle of this man-destroying beautiful nature’s phenomenon. Right before giving up, Andrey focused all his remaining force in this last rush up. He hung his head down and screamed as he tried to pull himself up so fast that the rapid burst of strength would allow him to succeed in his endeavor. Soaked to the bone, he had entered the cave behind the w
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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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