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The evil Gnum blinked his eyes and looked at me in surprise.- Well? I asked. - Did your Datura bowl turn out?- Ka-a-aps! he whispered admiringly, concentrating on flipping through the message logs. - Estimate, one hundred and fifteen points of Specialty! ..- And twenty-three - Crafts? I asked. He nodded and I whistled. - And how much could you chew?“Sixty-two,” he said, and added sadly. - And the Craft, respectively, only rose by twelve.“Good too,” I said. — Do you know what? he shook his head. “I swam in your fountain, and I also got a little…- Glasses? he wondered. - Wow! You just don’t refuse them,” he interrupted me before I could open my mouth. - I earned them with sweat and blood!- Well, yes, eyes, there ... - I looked into his eyes, opened my mouth and closed it again. The evil Gnum became alarmed, dug out a mirror from somewhere under his beard, into which he usually looked when combing his beard, looked into it and gasped.- Here is your anhydride manganese peroxide! h
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"Come on, go away, damn it!" I got angry.“Three wishes, master,” reminded Sirena, who had already put her ass on the edge of the barrel, pinched her nose with two fingers and flopped into the water, like a professional diver, backwards. Finally, the tail splashed, dousing me with water, and it disappeared, as if it had never happened. Flute chuckled and shook her head.“Your water is kind of cloudy,” I remarked, going up to the barrel and shaking the dregs with my hand.- For catching fish - that's it, - Flute answered jovially. - Take your hand away, otherwise, not even an hour, they will bite off!I hurriedly put my hand behind my back, wiping the back of my jacket. The float jumped and sank, and Flute, recklessly jumping up, pulled the fishing line towards herself, and when a toothy muzzle with bulging eyes and some kind of stalk on it appeared from the water, famously hooked, sending the fish flying to the companions. Immediately, a radiance enveloped her, and she disappeared for
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I grabbed his wrist and made a Leap with him and Alena, who did not even think about letting go of my shoulder. Finding himself in a different place, Darius lost his bearings out of habit and began to look around dumbfounded, not even trying to break free. I counted down the reload and jumped again. Here. Five hundred meters in five seconds. Let him now try to beat my time.A gigantic ship hung over us like a huge, terrible boulder. Close up, small scratches and dents on the surface were visible - either from enemy shots, or from space debris. I released Darius and moved away from Alena:"I'm sorry, honey, I need space."I walked a few more steps and took a droid egg out of my bag. That is - how, "got it"? It fell out and rattled to the ground, almost crushing me, because the weight in it was still a few centners - I only managed to bounce. The second lay next to it. Darius' face was filled with astonishment, mingled with awe. He couldn't say a word for excitement. A few more people r
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“By starting to believe in miracles,” Elune suggested. - Understand? Believe."I'm…ready," he breathed, looking into her eyes. Kamal, frozen in admiration, looked at the ship, which was first shrouded in a bluish haze, and then began to rise up, releasing its nose from earthly imprisonment, in which it had spent a century and a half. The inhabitants of the town unanimously poured out, watching how the giant, obscuring the sky, again lies on the carefully leveled ground, laid in a form in which its contours fit, as if he was born in this cradle. When the Shamrock lay down and froze, the crew burst into shouts of joy and applause.“This is such a small miracle,” Alena commented.“Well, anyway, comrades,” I tried to interrupt the awkward pause, during which one side kept trying to fall to its knees again, and the other pretended that nothing special had actually happened, “what’s next?”Darius gathered himself and began to speak:“Now we have three droids. They sent me a preliminary repo
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"Are you mad at Priestess?" I guessed.“Yes, I was terribly angry,” she confirmed. And my time is running out."Don't worry about it," I tried to calm her down. - The world did not converge like a wedge in real life.She pulled away and looked into my eyes.“I just want you to really love me,” she said. - Like a Flute, like ... But I can’t - an emotional outburst will kill me! You and I are still not...The flute behind her looked at her dumbfounded, and I, apparently, had no better video recorder.“Wait,” I said, “but what about our “solitudes” with you?“No jokes with time, Shaman,” she said sadly. All this is happening in your imagination and mine. What is REM sleep?I froze. Every time it was so ... real, so real, and now she tells me that we practically did it with each other's brain. I leaned over and squeezed her in my arms, tearing her off the bed.“Sorry,” I said. - And I, the fool, did not even bother with this question. Sorry!The flute behind her also knelt and clung to he
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I grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her up, holding her in front of me.“You are the most dear person to me,” I said. “I never give a damn what you think."Let me go," she begged grimly. Instead, I pulled her to me and hugged her. “Well, okay, that’s not bad either,” she agreed, wrapping her arms around me. “Tell me, are you ready to part with… with the others, since I am so dear to you?”My heart sank. Break up with Eva and Natalie? Even if they decide to leave on their own… And they may well, given the composition of the meeting committee… It will just break my heart. I love them both."Yes," I said in an unwavering voice. “You are dear to me, and I am ready to part with them.She looked into my honest eyes. I knew for sure that nothing was reflected on my face at that moment, but I could not appease the treacherous heart that was pounding in my ears like a tocsin. Alena gently stroked the top of my head."Nice try," she said sadly. - But, you see, it was destined for me to sp
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No one has tried this drink besides me, and I am only in the game. In some ways, it resembled that golden ambrosia that Elune sometimes treated me to, although it was no comparison. Ambrosia hit immediately on feelings, and Special Imperial - through associative links. When I drank it when I was Emperor, for some reason I remembered Natalie's eyes and Eve's hair. Now Alena's perky smile and Elune's aura of radiance have been added. From one sip, I immediately felt good, as if I had landed in paradise. The diners and the butler froze next to me with dreamy faces.- Awesome! whispered Alevtina Fyodorovna. — What is it, Dima?“A little bit of a miracle,” I smiled.“He’s a magician,” Alina remarked, unsuccessfully trying to drive a happy expression from her face."It's true, it's a miracle," Ivanov confirmed with a serious face.Gradually, under the "Special" and a million carefully prepared and served snacks, a leisurely conversation ensued. No one tried to force me into it, and I just s
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“Magic, Shaman, does not appear in a vacuum,” she explained. “The power of the Goddess does not come from nowhere. If you want magic, you have to work hard. If you want to help your Goddess, then you need to accomplish a feat. Show that you are ready to do the impossible for her...Without giving me a chance to say anything more, she opened a portal and disappeared. I looked at Alena in confusion."Don't worry," she patted my shoulder. - If it is necessary, then it is necessary!“Okay,” I nodded. “When you get out, refill the cartridges for me, okay?”"Aren't you going to leave the game at all?" she rolled her eyes.“No,” I shook my head. “You are right—something important is happening and my Goddess needs help.- Which one? she smiled.“The one with the pointy ears,” I replied to her smile. “Listen… Do you remember that girl I skated in Anhurs?”“I remember the girl,” she nodded. - I don't remember the name.- Rastilan. I asked your father to bring her next week…” I said.- Why? Alen
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On the first attempt, the cell phone failed to break through the foggy veil of sleep. No matter how hard he tried to dance the tarantella on the bedside table, no matter how he tried to throw his watch, a glass of water, a charger onto the floor with his vibrations, Katya did not wake up. Only slightly trembling eyelashes suggested that sweet oblivion is coming to an end, and you need to wake up and finally turn off this damn phone. Frightened that they would throw him on the floor, the phone fell silent for a minute, but only to voice his presence with new frenzy. Without opening her eyes, Katya reached for the bedside table. -Hello! - No, you're my friend or why! Instead of greeting, they shouted from the tube. It was Sveta and she was a friend. - What are you yelling? You are my friend, my friend, calm down. “Then, if so, why am I the last to know everything?” - I don't know what you should learn first, but I beg you, Light, go to the bathhouse! Let me sleep! I just went to be
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Slowly getting used to the light, Vomit heard heavy footsteps. Someone was heading towards him. Terror gripped the entire body of the great demon prince. He was unarmed and weak in the face of possible danger. Searchlights illuminated only a few meters, but then began the possession of impenetrable darkness.Out of the darkness came a short guy in black robes and a hood, holding a long sword in a sheath in his hands. The eerie aura of darkness that he exuded pierced through Vomit like a thousand blades. He was a demon prince, the greatest genius, but this guy... He crushed him like a bug. However, this intimidating aura seemed to Vomit.. Familiar?- Who are you? Why are you doing this? You do realize it's not just the Bloodrain family that's going to hitch up for me, right? Or were you sent by your father?- Who am i? - The guy whispered, leaning to my very face and I managed to look under the hood.- Fuck my dick...He stepped back a few steps.Yes, that's a good, very good question.
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Loud footsteps cut the silence of the night city.Azrael breathed in the cold, foul air. Moongate was the most ordinary industrial metropolis. Massive crowds, most of which were office rats, glass, concrete, and rebar buildings eighty or more stories high, an advanced subway system, and a terrible stench from defense factories in the east. Alas, the use of magic could not make production more environmentally friendly, as magicians and scientists did not break their heads, their efforts were useless. Moongate has been an open domain since its inception, humans and demons have long since learned to coexist side by side. And not only to coexist, but also to cooperate with each other. The magic possessed by the demons made it possible to raise the standard of living of ordinary citizens of Moongate, technologies, combined with magic made it possible to achieve amazing results in the production of public goods, and almost all the citizens of the infernal city lived comfortably. But still,
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The gang leader screamed in panic and ran wherever his eyes looked, but he could not run far. Azrael sheathed the tati, and in the blink of an eye the criminal lost his legs and fell. Azrael slowly approached him and stepped on his back with his foot. - Well, what are you .. You squeal like a pig. Where is all your confidence and strength? There your friends have already acidified .. What a pity. And we'll have some fun with you ...The gang leader tried to say something, but instead he only began to spit blood. What, you don't like hanging out? Do you even know, mediocrity, how many people's blood is on that sword? Azrael took out the tati again, its blade sparkling in the moonlight. He put it to the bandit's ear. “People like you are not even worthy of human death. You are worse than animals. I must apologize to the pigs for comparing you to them. Azrael cut off the bandit's ear. He screamed wildly, choking on blood. “Tell me what pain is…” Azrael slashed his second ear with his s
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Azrael opened his eyes. He stood in the middle of a wonderful garden. Sakura branches covered the sky, rose petals slowly fell to the ground. Azrael tried to catch one of the petals, but failed. He could feel his body, he could move his limbs, but he could not interact with the world that surrounded him.“Oh no.. Not this… Not again…”Nightmares. They tortured Azrael whenever he closed his eyes.A handsome man of about forty entered the garden. He was dressed in a long gray kimono with large shoulder pads and a conical hat, with two swords at his belt - a katana and a wakizashi. Long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and there was a kind smile on his face, blue eyes shone with warmth and care.- Dad, dad!Following the man into the garden, a boy of about seven, wearing a clean white kimono and a short sword in his belt, ran into the garden.All this seemed terribly familiar to Azrael. And this place, and these people.. As if he was already here.“Did you want to ask somethin
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Azrael stood on the roof of a tall skyscraper, enjoying the view of the starry sky.“Something you’ve been waiting for a long time, I’ve already been waiting for ..” He turned to take steps, a grin appeared on his face, exposing a row of sharp teeth.Opposite him stood a girl in a school uniform, 13-14 years old.- I love places like this. I'll have to thank the master for sending me here. Black as the soul of a killer, the sky with the stars of sorrow framing it. It's just amazing..A sharp sword appeared in the girl's hands, ignited with blue fire. Two faint tears rolled down her cheeks.“What I love about the magical copies created by Nick is because they are endowed with a human mind. Unlike ordinary soulless puppet creatures saturated with magic, you can feel and experience emotions. Just like real people. Having fun with such toys is a real pleasure peak. The way you fight for life.. But still, you lack strength. Magic copies significantly lose combat power compared to the origi
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The message only meant that no one on the planet uses electromagnetic waves to exchange messages, and that's all - but with a high probability there is no civilization here "Increased levels of carbon dioxide Increased nitrogen content Increased content of methane Evolved flora discovered Fauna discovered» Not quite the right atmosphere - it's not scary. At least for Elune, there is no such problem, which means that the atmosphere will be as it should be. Several shot probes reached the surface, and the ship's broadcast flashed with images of the species encountered - a couple of species of herbivores, several predators, a rich set of birds, various fish, reptiles and of course thousands of species of insects ... A complete set, in general - on many planets there is none. Some of them may even be intelligent, but we won't know that until the troops land. In the meantime, we are not convinced of the absence of intelligence on the planet, we cannot touch it ... - How beautiful! Al
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- Sorry, what? I asked when I heard my name."My granddaughter said she loves our glorious new flying tradition," Darius repeated, smiling.“I just noticed that Dima had a great idea,” Atossa objected. - But only.“And I, as the only captain and, accordingly, the admiral of our entire fleet, immediately decided to declare this a tradition,” he chuckled good-naturedly.- Despot! Atossa growled caustically.“Technically, I'm only an admiral,” Darius objected, “and the despot is sitting over there surrounded by his flower garden,” and he bowed his head politely.- A vile slander, - I answered, - I did not tyrannize anyone at all and did not despot ...“If you start arguing, then instead of enjoying the view of Jupiter, you will receive honors from the subjects in turn,” he promised. “And I’m not sure that everyone will agree to kissing only the hand.”I shuddered, suddenly realizing that everyone without exception, both the crew and the passengers, was looking at me. And something bad wa
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“Are we unable to offer them anything?” he asked in bewilderment.“Already offered,” I nodded. - And this proposal can be considered the first contribution to good neighborly relations.Do you mean Barliona? - he asked.“Yes, Barliona,” I confirmed. “Just not quite in the way you understand it."Then tell me," he invited again.“When Elune was locked up in Barliona…” I began, and I noticed how the interlocutor grimaced. Well, yes, I mentioned supernatural powers again. “Sergei, it is high time for you to understand that Elune is indeed a higher being and that she is as real as the world around us. The fact that it was our technology that made it possible to make an incredibly gigantic leap, the results of which amazed even the Ancients, is a matter of pride.“Good, good,” he hastened to agree, already knowing that I was ready to extol my beloved for hours. All loved ones. “You are right, I really should sometimes cast aside the cynicism that has ingrained in the pores of the skin in o
