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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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“It seems to me that we need to apply the union, and you and I will make a slot right in the ground,” I suggested. “I have a recipe for making a slot for a stone, and I just need to make the same one, but the fact is that the carrier of the slot is the whole of Barliona, and it simply won’t fit into my Constructor.- An association? - the Evil Gnum thought again and laughed: - Barliona, you say, in the Constructor? Okay, let's join. What should I do?“Just sit next to me,” I pointed to the ground next to me.Indeed, something I had not thought before that I would slot Barliona. That's why, of all the simple solutions, I always choose the most difficult one, and even one that, at the mere memory of which, uncontrollable hiccups will overcome me? I called the Spirit of the Water Truce, that is, Merging, that is ... Ugh! In general, we started the association.There were no penalties for me this time - my Shaman rank had already reached the caps. The Barliona imitator habitually warned m
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After leaving the game, I immediately fell asleep - the instructions I received from all interested parties were completely unambiguous. How long I slept, I don't know. When I fell asleep, it was morning, and when I woke up, it was also morning. However, there were differences - I fell asleep alone, and when I woke up, girlish bodies pressed against me from both sides. I carefully lifted my head and looked around. Natalie and Eva Or Eva and Natalie - it depends on which side to count. Although I tried not to disturb them, they immediately, almost simultaneously, started up, crossing the attentive glances of two pairs of eyes on me.- Woke up? Natalie asked in a tone that didn't bode well.- Did you get enough sleep? Eva added sarcastically.- How long did I sleep? I asked, and felt my throat completely dry.“Almost a day,” Natalie softened.“Wait a minute, I’m here,” I said, jumping up and noticing in passing that they had as many clothes on as I did. "Just a minute, don't go anywhere
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“And about how then for another two months she was engaged in a systematic siege of the fortress,” Natalie finished for her. “About the conversation with Anastaria, about Elune, and about the fact that your defense eventually fell.“Yes, it just broke for the sake of appearance,” Eve muttered, still not raising her eyes. - You yourself told me after leaving that Alena would definitely tie him up for our return. So, they flew...“Yes, it would have happened anyway,” Natalie chuckled. And the blind could see. It just happened faster and with less drama.“So,” Eve said, “the capsules arrived, they were quickly installed for us, and we entered the game. While I was looking around in Altameda, we reached the portal, and we were transferred to the place where you performed the task, ”she glanced expressively in the direction of Elune.“They marveled at you, wandering in a trance across the steppe, stood next to me,” Natalie added. - Evelina is hacking with low-level ones, I heal her and hel
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"Not really," she shook her head. - For me, it would be better if a dog like you left her. And how happy dad would be - you have no idea! But she told me that she loves you madly, so much so that she is even ready to endure your harem, if only you would not part with her. And she won't survive if you chase her away.- Alyonushka! I called out in a honeyed voice.“I’m coming, I’m coming, my love,” she answered me in tone, walked up to me with a light gait and hugged me from the side, nestling under my arm.- Alina tells me such passions! I began by kissing the top of her head. “He says you are blackmailing me into the harem of concubines!”“So concubines,” she protested. - Wife, of course!“Well, let the wives,” I nodded.Alina pursed her lips and squinted at her sister.“And she told me that if I don’t accept you into this one, like him ...” I scratched the back of my head with my free hand, “she won’t be able to make any friendship with the rest of the girls.”- Alyonka! Alina said t
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Nearby, spellbound reading a cascade of system messages, stood Kapustnitsa Sadovaya. The weed continued to crawl out of the ground, and Druid did not dare to even touch it - with such a difference in levels, the plant would have knocked her down in one prick, and the pruner could not even scratch the skin of the flexible vine. However, Jealous Ivy was in no hurry to pounce on the Tree - it rolled into the bay around him, like a cobra that is twisting before a throw. I reached out, stroked the trunk of the World Tree, and summoned the Water Spirit, who watered the ground around. Ivy, as promised in the description, did not even flinch, correctly mistaking me for a benefactor.“Damn me,” muttered the Silkworm in dismay, with whom Kapuska enthusiastically shared her new stats. - You have to be so rude.What else would you know, brother, what it means to really fuck up! Flute winked at me on hearing this word, and I gave her a carnivorous look. Maybe it's not me who screwed up. More preci
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Tamara gave Vitaly Gennadievich two folders, and he opened the first one.“Here, look,” he said, showing her a paper copy of the x-ray. - Bullet wound in the back. The bullet completely destroyed the seventh and eighth vertebrae and destroyed a piece of the spinal cord. The prognosis is lifelong disability, paralysis of the lower extremities and internal organs, artificial life support. The patient was placed in a special capsule with a full life support cycle and a connection to virtual reality. Three months ago, an inexplicable progress took place, he left the capsule for a rehabilitation course, and a month later he left the Corporation hospital on his own feet as a completely healthy person. Patient number two is now a young woman. Burns of eighty percent of the body, a significant part of the damage could not be corrected by plastic surgery. The result is seclusion, life in the virtual. Two months ago there was a complete cure and restoration of all damaged areas. My professor, w
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“Well, you’re a big boy already, you know what to say.- What to say? Alina was suddenly alarmed.- A folder from Dima will demand a bride price for you, - Alena explained and turned to me again: - Dear, remember, eighteen rams - and not a head more!- Yes, what eighteen? Alina was outraged.“Twenty is the maximum,” Alyona continued, paying no attention. - We don't have enough!- Alyonka! Alina whispered in a doomed voice.“So, that’s it,” Alena got angry and went up to her point-blank. - I'm counting five. One two Three…- I agree! Alina said.“We won’t clone anyone,” Alyona warned. Alina nodded."Is there no one going to ask me?" I protested.The sisters looked at each other, snorted and laughed loudly.* * *Ivanov seated me in his armchair, while he walked nervously along the window. From time to time he stopped, propped his chin on his fist, looked at me gloomily, sighed heavily and continued to move. Apparently, he was also going to propose to me. I began to quietly roll the cha
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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
