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crazyman454641dCommentedCh 720 The Pen- crazyman454644dCommented"But where are we supposed to-" Jess began to ask, but was quickly interrupted by a sweep of Eiro's hand. He surrounded the members of his party in a massive, ethereal mage-hand that carried them over the mass of demons at a fast speed. That being the case, the sheer mass of demons and the speed at which Eiro had to move them to bring them as far away as they needed to meant that he used most of his saved-up arcane magic. He quickly got started to try and fill his tank back up, but it would take a little while until he could do something like this again.
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Their whole doctrine is "everything that was put on this planet was put here by God for us to use"
"Demonology?" Eiro muttered, surprised. It was a particular field of magic that dealt with unholy energy. It was practically the counterpart to Divine and Holy Magic. But, due to the nature of this magic, and the efforts of the Holy Empire, there weren't many traces of Demonology left anymore. Eiro was actually trying extremely hard to be able to find anything he could about it, but the only things he could find were extremely biased, inaccurate retellings of when certain people from the Holy Empire encountered users of Demonology. These were basically propaganda pieces without any actual scientific worth to them. - crazyman454647dCommented
Woah, fourth wall break
Eiro waded through the space, moving up when he tried to walk forward. It was to the point where he didn't know if this was a literal, physical space anymore, or if he had moved into a world of the mind, the conceptual. It was as though he had stepped into the space within the Arcane shard that was used by the Arcane Dealer to create the Dungeon Map in the first place. He didn't feel his limbs anymore. His thoughts felt too tangible, as though he could touch them. As though he was staring at the letters of a story while it was being written out. Eiro no longer was a being of his own, but a creation controlled by a greater force. It felt comforting to let go, to simply disappear into the nothingness of the page. - crazyman454647dCommented
Alan Wake
A failed novelist, whose stories had ever only been perceived as low-quality, over the top, and way too far-fetched to be even understood by others beside himself, was suddenly gifted a pen by a 'fan'. Excited to have someone that enjoys his work, the novelist began to write using the gift, trying to make his stories more relatable to others. And so, he wrote about some happenings in his village, simply putting a small twist to them. And before he knew it, he found that the stories he wrote suddenly came true, and his village was soon swallowed by catastrophe. - crazyman4546412dCommented
Why did she hate him again? I forget
Ariella closed her eyes in contemplation. They were close to fighting against the man she hated the most in the world... She had been preparing for this for so long that it felt unreal to finally get to this point, "Then should we strike soon? To make sure he can't escape to another place?" - crazyman4546413dCommented
Its been a while, but when Eiro was forgotten by everyone in the capital, wasn't a big problem that if he got erased permanently from their minds they could die. Since memories and the soul are the same or something?
The figure returned back to the carriage and stepped inside, and the hell-beasts quickly pulled it back out of the village. Soon, a few moments after another immense spike of mana from where the carriage had disappeared, the village returned to normal, and the villagers were unfrozen, continuing as if nothing happened. Even the people that seemed to have been talking to the villager that was just taken simply moved on as if nothing happened. From how they were acting... the villager's existence was just wiped from the others' minds. So that they wouldn't panic, or worry. - crazyman4546429dCommented
Oh so the days are the same as the Gregorian callender. Are the years the same?
However, it wouldn't take long until Eiro could finally get started either; next Tuesday was a holiday, a celebration in memory of a past hero that was born and raised in this region, so the academy decided to give the students an extended weekend by giving them Monday and Tuesday off. There would be a small festival in the city, and due to its cultural importance, the students were practically pushed into attending. There were apparently some professors that gave homework related to said hero as well, though most of the research needed for it could be learned by just attending the festival and watching some of the public plays that were going to be put on. - crazyman454641mthCommented
"I take a bite"
The Devil's puppet stared into Eiro's eyes, as the demon opened his mouth as wide as he could. He took advantage of his ability to have two mouths to turn it into a single, enormous one, and practically broke his jaw as he imitated a snake. And with a single, clean crunch, he bit off the fake devil's head. - crazyman454641mthCommentedCh 315 'Increases' and 'Unlocks'
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He can do that?
Armodeus pointed at his foot, "It's an agreement I made with him. If I tap my right foot on the ground three times, he purges everything I do from his memory until I tap my left foot on the ground three times. Of course, that extends to whoever I'm talking to, and whatever I'm doing. If he's not in the same room as me, he will simply force himself to forget everything he subconsciously learned about what I did, and even forces himself not to let his mind wander to a point where he tries to figure out what it was after the fact." - crazyman454642mthCommented
Dont care what you say, still imagining him as a twink
"Yes, my lord," the Kobold replied, quickly pressing his palm onto the bracelet on his wrist, which quickly activated the illusion that covered his body. Instead of the dark brown, albeit graying fur that covered his body before now, he showed the bronze skin of a middle-aged man with a thick, but well-kept beard with silver streaks running through it. He walked toward one of the walls and knocked on it. Before he knew it, one of the small paintings beside him flipped open, revealing a copper red spider the size of his head, "We have visitors. Call for sir Bavet and prepare another set of teaware. And bring the silverroot leaves." - crazyman454642mthCommented"I am infinitely sorry," Eiro finally broke the silence, and Lognir shook his head, "Do not speak of this anymore, I just feel... dirty. Don't let that thing come near me again, you understand?"
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I think its supposed to be "dear" instead of "dead
"I've said it a million times, his name is-" the man yelled out, screaming toward one of the guards that was trying to calm him down, realizing that this man was a large threat. However, before he finished the sentence, the man spotted Eiro standing at the end of the hallway, "Ah, there he is! My dead nephew, Ei-" - crazyman454642mthCommented
Correct me if im wrong, but this is the second town/settlement thats actually been named. The only other was Argberg
Kleinhaus, a small mining town that was a few hours away by carriage. Immediately, Eiro sent off some of his servants to investigate the location in question, to try and find any possible trace of someone with Demon blood. Eiro let out a sigh, "Alright, I'll see if I can reach out to him. But until I hear from your father, keep it down, okay? If you want my help, then you have to do things by my rules. If you want to control your unholy magic, then you can't let your ancestry control you first, and that's clearly what's happening. Lay low, concentrate on your studies, and don't cause any more trouble. You hear me?" - crazyman454642mthCommented
can't do* this
"How annoying," Eiro grumbled, and he could feel the slime covering his body shiver just so slightly, causing Eiro to quickly reprimand him, "Concentrate, you can't to this when we're in front of students." - crazyman454642mthCommented
"Sherpa is an ethnic group of people living in the mountains whose primary occupation is to assist climbers to the summit of the mountain."
Krog sighed with an annoyed tone, "I'm a Sherpa right now." - crazyman454642mthCommentedFor example, currently, Krog and James were doing their own types of specialized training. Krog had a large boulder in front of him that he had to move across his training area, while James had heavy weights strapped to his limbs while doing training to increase his precise footwork and balance. As Jess was a mage, she mostly did research in the library and only came out here to practice specific spells, for which Eiro set up an area where she didn't have to worry about destroying anything with her elemental attacks.
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Does anyone not know about him at this point?
Eiro pushed open the large door in front of him. There were mostly new students in here, though there were a couple of people he recognized from last semester. It was their first time taking this class, of course, but he knew them from other classes. The Demon walked to the front of the class, and quickly spoke up, "Welcome to Introduction to Magical Application, I'll be in charge of this class this semester. Some of you already know me, but most probably don't, so I will quickly introduce myself. I am Eiro Jura Daemonherz. I teach a variety of other magic-related classes as well as combat-related classes, so you will be seeing plenty of me this semester. If there is anything woryring you, or you need help because you don't understand certain assignments, please don't hesitate to come to me." - crazyman454643mthCommented
Uh, what was that last part?
"...They're not toys, they're living beings like you and I. At least call them tools, it's more accurate anyway," Eiro pointed out as he squatted down in front of the couch that Naomi was sleeping on, trying to examine her. The slime next to him turned into a small snake and slithered up his body to his shoulder, "So, what's the next part of your plan?"