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      Adrael

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      by Tower Curator The Endless Expanse truly lived up to its name. As far as could be perceived, crystal lattice formed into structures. From tall towers to smooth domes, the Expanse encompassed all. No matter for how long one traveled, they would never reach the end. Prismatic light of every hue glimmered off the pristine walls. It was a sight that no mortals had seen. Many sections couldn’t be seen by mortal eyes. Every so often, sections of the Expanse shifted out of existence, folding in on themselves as the landscape…
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      by Tower Curator Alyssa started with the pistols. Setting the food carefully on the ground, she picked up one of them and started turning it over. It really looked brand new. There wasn’t a ding or a scratch in the metal as far as she could see. She almost wondered if it had received the same treatment as her phone. She wasn’t about to try Annihilator on them, especially not without Tenebrael explicitly stating that she had done something to them. And not when trying to call one of them to her outstretched hand failed.…
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      by Tower Curator “Am I dead?” Whatever Alyssa had been expecting, it wasn’t that. Having asked Tenebrael to hide Irulon and the draken to keep the shocks to a minimum, Alyssa tried to present herself as normally as possible. She hadn’t run to the bathroom to equip the armor despite wanting the added protection. She hadn’t left out three empty beer bottles for him to see. She had even asked Tenebrael to step out of the room for a few minutes, just in case he could see her, and had been mildly surprised when the…
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      Alcohol

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa was not an alcoholic. She really only drank on rare occasions. Her birthday. New Years. When she went to fancy sit-down restaurants. Things like that. There were a few reasons for that. Price was the big one. Alcohol was expensive. She couldn’t understand how people could throw away a significant percentage of their income on drinking a few beers a day, let alone on more pricey drinks. The taste wasn’t anything to write home about and she didn’t actually enjoy being any level of drunk either.…
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      Bullet-to-Heart

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      by Tower Curator “Oh come now Alyssa, be reasonable. We don’t have time to sit around and argue.” Alyssa crossed her arms, shaking her head. “No.” “Alyssa—” The angel’s voice turned to a far less reasonable tone. Before she could get too angry, Alyssa interrupted her. “But! I have to ask: Does he actually need to die?” Tenebrael pulled the small pistol back, frowning as she stared. “I’ve already explained quite clearly and in simple terms that yes, he does.” All hints of a good mood…
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      Heart-to-Heart

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      by Tower Curator Now that she was clean, well fed, and calmed down, sitting around the apartment felt awkward. The initial shock of being back on Earth had worn off. It helped that she couldn’t actually leave the apartment. The fridge held a seemingly endless supply of anything she could want to eat, mostly fast food. Burgers from just about every chain restaurant in both chicken and beef varieties, chicken nuggets, Chinese takeout, pizza, submarine sandwiches, hot dogs, fries, sushi, tacos and nachos, and even…
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      Toilet Talk

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      by Tower Curator The first thing that hit Alyssa was the noise. Tenebrael’s world was quiet. Nearly silent, in most parts. A deserted military compound in the middle of a desert had no noise at all. Even the city, filled with people, didn’t have much in the way of sound. People talked, of course. Carriages bumped as their wooden wheels rolled along the ground. The horses carrying the carriages whinnied and their hooves clopped. But none of it could compare to the sounds of a jackhammer tearing up the roadwork…
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      by Tower Curator “How would you like to return to Earth?” Alyssa’s heart beat faster within her chest at hearing Tenebrael’s words. Earth? It had been so long. It felt like years even though it had really only been weeks. Returning was exactly what she wanted. To go home. To see her parents. And her brother. To reassure them that she was alright and not dead. She wanted nothing more than to open her mouth and shout that she would love to go. Which was why she hesitated. Standing in the desolate military…
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      by Tower Curator “Undo. Cancel. Release. Be free…” Alyssa ticked her tongue in annoyance as she stared at Izsha’s unmoving form. Fractal Lock just wouldn’t come off. It wasn’t like she didn’t know what she was doing. She had canceled spells before. For instance, she had dismissed the Spectral Axe just a few minutes ago. But Fractal Lock was holding tight. Alyssa looked to the side, frowning. Without Irulon around to explain magic, she could only speculate. Fractal Lock had to be a spell that directly…
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      Chop Suey

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      by Tower Curator “You…” Alyssa clung to the angel’s staff, using it to keep as much weight off her broken leg as possible. It wasn’t what she wanted to do. She wanted to flop to the ground, clutching her leg. Maybe crawl away from the angel as that old woman had crawled away from Izsha. Nothing in Irulon’s spell tome would harm the angel, not even if she knew exactly what spells it contained. She had little doubt about that. Angels were on another level entirely. The only hope she had was that Spectral…
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