Cassandra was very meticulous about making sure he always remained in peak performance condition. From getting enough sleep, to eating nutritionally rich foods, to specialized massages to allow his muscles to recover quickly, to many more things, she made sure that he could always push further, which was a strange mix of exhausting and refreshing.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
Imagine they both find out about using authority they don't have
Cassandra was in a conundrum. This little guy in front of her was an absurd mutation and would be extremely valuable to her if she was anywhere near the Dao Lord realm. But she wasn't, and even her suppression over it depended on using the temple's help.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
"Mateo," the projection answered simply. "I am one of the many caretakers of the temple. Unfortunately, in its current state, the rest of the caretakers are dormant. Even I would be dormant if you all had not entered."
Fantasy · lifesketcher
In front of them a tear opened and a fresh wave of Void Dwellers poured out, before they quickly began to pounce towards them. Yet the soldiers of Midnight did not stop or hesitate, but only started to march faster, until they almost entered a run.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
Lex took off his glove and revealed his very raw hand, startling the crowd, but he didn't care about that. He used Impervious Hands and merged it with his soul sense, allowing it to gain the ability to touch souls.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
He had put his foot down incorrectly, causing him to stumble. Moreover, the immense pressure and the horrible angle caused something in his left knee to crack. As someone who generally avoided cursing, not at all due to childhood trauma of getting his rear whupped for doing so, the fact that he cursed so loud spoke of his frustration.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
imagine beeing a cultivator and still affected by that
Lex wiped sweat off his brow one more time as he neared the entrance to the final chamber. By now, not only were the effects of Dragons Might causing Lex minor problems, but the heat was also causing him to sweat nonstop. If he failed to wipe his brow, whether by hand or spirit sense, the sweat would get into his eyes, making it hard for him to see.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
Fenrir quite enjoyed the game of tag the endless creatures played as they chased them through the bog. Lex, too, would not have cared so much, if he hadn't encountered his oldest and most hated nemesis in the bog: mosquitoes. Moreover, they were overgrown, mutated mosquitoes!
Fantasy · lifesketcher
"Leonidas!" the boy replied, his voice still loud and forceful.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
"The proverbs of a failure who could not even get past the qualifying rounds mean nothing to me," replied the son, as he ran his hands down his new beard braid.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
Lex saw a part of the tunnel collapse, and light shone in like the rays of salvation that would rescue them from their plight. With skill Lex had no right to possess, he dodged every attack - well not really, he just couldn't feel pain so he had no idea that he had actually been struck a few times - and finally exited the accursed tunnel.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
too bad it probably changed not even a sec later since someone bought sonething
He looked at his total MP which, by now, had accumulated to 9,430,675. After a moment's consideration, he spent 1,430,675 MP on upgrading the final reward! A small bonus to anyone suffering from OCD was that he was left with an even 8,000,000 MP.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
In the background, the last three performances took place - an artist who could make a painting and then enter it, changing it from within, a standup comedian who got an unusually large audience response and finally an entire cast of actors and actresses that performed a play that resonated with almost all the humans as well as the Beasts.
Fantasy · lifesketcher
"Our Divinity is too similar. It's still trying to become one…"
Fantasy · xlntz
Everyone was extremely focused, so many months later, when Z finally woke up and emerged, he was startled to find countless Inn workers running around with no time to chat. Completely confused about what was happening, he walked around the temple trying to get someone to explain the circumstances, but no one seemed to have the time.
The Innkeeper
Fantasy · lifesketcher