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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 · SF
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Reboot

With a flash of white light, Akash was back in the Initiate's room and I had a bone to pick with him. 

"You weren't kidding when you said your powers let you do pretty much anything you wanted with your body, were you?" I asked, suppressing a scoff that probably would have turned the conversation nasty fast. 

"Why would I have joked about such a thing?" Akash asked, dismissing the drone that emerged from the wall to scan him before sauntering over to join the only two remaining initiates- myself and Yr'Arl. 

"Turn of phrase, mate," I replied. "What I'm saying is, you've been holding out on us ever since the battle royale, and I guess a little piece of me is just sort of wondering why." 

Akash sat down on one of the beanbags and remained silent for a few moments, clearly pondering his next move.