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2024-10-29 19:42:56The whole crowd of wealthy and not so wealthy, yet workaholic, people welcomed kind-heartedly their new heroes with everything the village elder demanded - warm food, good drinks, comfy beds. The irony behind this was that none of them felt like being a part of this party. They were crushed. ‘Defeat’ was as if written on their faces. Still, they did smile at that positive energy the villagers gave them.
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Makiya 39. The Plan
Everybody looked at Andrey’s serious yet full of motivation face. A minute of silence filled the night as the warriors were waiting in anticipation.“I think I know what we have to do.” Andrey said as he gathered his last thoughts.
Makiya 40. Party in the distance
Lowspike was a wealthy village. That is not very typical for the coast villages at Migigaia. Usually the closer you get to the capital the richer and more normal lives people lived. There are some villages nobody really cared about. The misery was strong there.Lowspike had the biggest river on Migigaia right next to it. It was one of the main trade routes. Big docks and i
Makiya 41. The Caleuche
Azazel turned around to see if the captain or anybody at all had taken precautions about the upcoming events, but they had yet to notice that there is an anomaly up ahead.He quickly made a few power jumps to a higher place to scout the source of this noise.
Makiya 42. Assassination attempt
“You did say that every member of this crew had something missing. What do you think I miss?” Azazel asked the faceless Caleuche.No answer followed. The man waited and waited, then The Demon spoke “I thought so…”
Makiya 43. An unexpected confession!!
Azazel was digging into his meal with an exceptional appetite. He attracted the eyes of the people around him not only because of his looks and being recognized as the famous Grand Marshal, The Desert Demon, The Cold Mage, The Ace, The Unforgivable, The Miracle, The Silent take-over, Azazel Ace. Such were the titles he had earned himself in various ways. He managed to hear all of these titles he had while enjoying the delicious dish. The other waitresses, the rest of the people enjoying the hotel’s restaurant cook’s unprecedented dishes. All of them knew Azazel. He didn’t know them, they were just random people who heard of his deeds. He was used to all the attention
Makiya 44. Point-blank
Azazel walked down the corridor and heard the awkward-sounding movement and moaning from one of the rooms. He thought about it for a second and just went back to his room. “Have fun, little brother.” he mumbled underneath his nose.Cuddling in her bed, Illien asked “You know a lot about me, but what isn’t fair is that I don’t even get to know
Makiya 45. She Lives On
Azazel threw the girl away and stepped back. He ducked and explored the hole in the ground caused by the gunshot that came out from the hidden weaponry of the assassin.“A mana-proof bullet…” he explored it between his fingers. &ld
Makiya 46. Beleth Gehenalis
Black clouds covered the sky, flashes of lightning brought a sparkle of hope, but the thunder was silent, incapable of roaring.The pale-white, beautiful, moon on the sea - The Caleuche’s typical party noises were silent.Latest Chapter
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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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