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Elena showed up just in time to protect her daughter, but much later than she could have helped me defeat Alexander. Although maybe I'm such an idiot myself, since I believed a woman that she would help me kill my husband and save my daughter. It is more profitable for her to come at the moment when I weaken Alexander enough to destroy two at once with one explosion. So she will get rid of the inquisitor and save her daughter and from me, a person whose goals and motives are not clear to her. Hell, I can’t even blame her for this, I would have done the same myself in her place.Alexander, wary of the flames, stepped aside, giving Lily a chance to look around. The girl looked at me with a look of primal horror and panic, her lips trembling, and her face twisted from rolling tears. She wanted to shout something, but instead of this she ran in the other direction, closer to her own mother.Elena, coming out of the alley, hugged her daughter, began to whisper something to her soothingly,
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You have touched the heart of the Supreme Witch!Imbued with ether, it wants to contact you!Your consciousness will be transferred.I opened my eyes and froze. My naked body hung in the void, somehow I realized that my legs were hanging in the air and there was no support under them, it appeared. My fingertips rested gently on something hard that I couldn't see, but it made me feel more at ease. I'm already hooked, thanks.There was nothing around me. But what can you expect in total emptiness?Yet again. One had only to think about it, as the emptiness, as if grinning, was filled with pictures. Like a supernova explosion, I was blinded by the brightest light, and then the space around me was covered with a golden glow. It shimmered like cosmic nebulae, branched imitating tree branches, braided like a vine, and all this happened simultaneously before my eyes.The inconstancy and variability of this world amazed me, frightened me and at the same time fascinated me to the depths of my
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- That's right, let her become free and live as she wishes, not hiding from anyone. Don't be like me.- I hope it will be so only externally - I could not resist commenting.Elena laughed a ringing laugh without a shadow of sadness and sadness.“Oh, if I had met you earlier and under different circumstances,” she said with a gentle smile, and then added, “Take care of her, Creel!”- I will try.Elena nodded to me, and approaching me kissed gently on the lips, and then dissolved into a soft golden glow. I felt a heaviness in my hand, I stared at the witch's heart with a look of doom, it was still beating, waiting for its moment.Looking at it in front of my eyes, a notification appeared:Heart of the High Witch Elena FarhartDo you wish to absorb its power?Not really…Consuming the heart of the High Witch will strengthen your connection to the aether.Consuming the heart of the High Witch will heal all your wounds.Your physical abilities will increase many times over.Your ethereal s
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Eva hugged me tightly, I did not expect such a surge of emotions from her. Embracing the girl in return, I began to look around the room with interest. A long medical bay filled with various equipment and at least five pods lined up side by side. All of them were open except for one more, the most extreme against the wall.On the other side were regular bunks, on one of which Terra was curled up sleeping. She pulled her own fluffy tail closer to her and hid her nose under her paws. It looked very nice.- What actually happened? I asked Eva in a low voice, I didn't want to wake Terra.And really, what actually happened? I thought I was going to die, but here it turns out I managed to escape and even recover. The arms and legs are intact, the bones are pieced together, even the fingers are sewn back in place, and there is no hole in the stomach.- We arrived at the coordinates that Atria gave us, got on the ship, and then took you away.- Who "you"?- When we flew up, a blue flash rushe
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In general, I have not yet been able to see the exterior of the ship, but I have climbed the interior up and down. A roomy cargo bay full of crates of gear and supplies we might need on our journey. We tried to take only the most necessary, as Atria stated, but it still turned out to be a lot. Hell, the money isn't mine anyway. Freemius will hopefully appreciate the impoverished treasury of the Regulus government.The first floor was more dedicated to the engineering section. Here was access to the ship's engines and all its systems. Any engineer can easily access them, and a huge number of robots will help with repairs. Heaps of printers, workbenches filled the workshop, next to which there was also a gym. It was also equipped with everything you might need in training. Grace.The second floor, as I said, is residential. There was a dining room, a common shower room for staff, and from these rooms there was a straight wide corridor to the cabins, where, behind the very last door, was
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They say: “If I think, then I exist”, but it seems to me that this is not particularly true. The first thing I felt was pain. Penetrating the whole body, forcing the legs to stretch, and the arms to twist in a spasmodic attack. It was as if I was being devoured by the agony of death, trying to convince me that I was still alive. It was as if the old woman herself whispered death in my ear, “As long as you feel, you exist.” And I believed her, not doubting for a second. For how can one believe otherwise when the whole body burns with pain? How can you resist this primordial feeling, which is inherent in all life on our planet?My own stomach became a hotbed of pain. It was as if a red-hot rod had been thrust into it and twisted from side to side, sometimes allowing it to be pulled out and driven back into the wound again. My eyes see nothing, I spin in the dark. Hands and feet do not obey me. I'm scared. Tears run down the cheeks. I would have been ready to scream, to beg for mercy, to
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The rapist comes up to me and is already swinging for a blow, as someone's arms are wrapped around his neck from behind. A short crunch of a breaking neck and that's it, it falls to the ground like a bag of potatoes, dropping an iron rod, which rolled back to the feet of the person who saved me.- How are you girl? an excited voice rang out.In front of me stood a short woman dressed in shabby clothes, not the first freshness: torn worn jeans, a darned checkered shirt with some spots and a couple of holes on the stomach, showing pale skin, a sweatshirt with a hood flaunted on top, which was thrown over an old American army jacket . These are usually worn by veterans of Vietnam and other wars who were not lucky enough to be on the street ...Again, memory throws up details that were not in my head. At the same time, not wanting to return all knowledge completely.The woman's face, hidden under the hood, was swarthy and grimy. White greasy short hair was knocked out from under the fabri
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not obey, weaved and strove in every possible way to catch on the toes of old worn sneakers on the unevenness of the asphalt. Cars drove by, drivers honking furiously at me, yelling about my parents and my lack of intelligence, but I didn't care. All their swearing was drowned out by the loud beating of their own hearts. Knock-Knock! It counted every second of delay as I rushed to the entrance to the park, where he stood on the podium."Stop, you freak!" Violetta's voice came from behind me.The cars were still honking to me from all sides, for I brazenly stepped straight across the roadway. Fortunately, only a four-lane road separated me from the park, and the flow of cars was not so fast."Get out of the way, you idiot!" someone shouted after me.Finally, my foot rested on the road curb. The body swayed forward, I lost my balance, collapsing on the footpath, where I just heard the beginning of the speech:“I’m glad that we all gathered today, but it’s a pity that on such a sad occas