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Spaceships And Magic, What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

When I died I didn't expect to wake up with dark beings of immeasurable power looming over me. I didn't expect to be given new life in a brand new world. Now, armed with a powerful system that makes me stronger after every fight, I might be the last thing standing between the multiverse and absolute annihilation. As I complete quests, defeat foes and become stronger, I still don't know if I'll be able to save this world, my old world and all the worlds in between. "And below... the MAW beckoned..." Come check out the discord to speak to the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/BEJgcRVVev

MattHarris · Sci-fi
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Remnant

I blasted across the sky of Actaeon with pulses of [Propulsion], the ability sending me rocketing through the sky toward the entertainment district. 

As I flew, I kept my eyes trained on the ground, desperately searching for anything that may seem out of the ordinary. But, despite my best efforts, I couldn't find anything. 

I angled myself toward the ground, right at the centre of the park, and fired off another jet of [Propulsion], blasting it again in the opposite direction so I deftly landed on my feet. 

I couldn't help but remember the first time I'd tried such a move against Akash and had landed face first in the dirt. Things had changed a lot since that Battle Royale… I'd changed a lot. 

"Arial flyby was inconclusive, I couldn't see anything from above," I said, my holographic watch keyed into a group frequency that Fal, Klatissi and I were sharing. "Either of you got anything?"