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FMH: Everything ~ Forty

As the rest of the team began the descent into Murder World, following the nice, clean, safe, green path that Andre had made for them, Luke instead followed along beside them, clearing his own way. Every once in a while, the scraps of his kills would be flung toward the path, but he wasn't overly concerned about their wellbeing, now that Andre had a chunk of plants under his control.

There was always some kind of wooden shield, leafy barricade, or thorny obstacle that was able to interc...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-Nine

The Murderhobo was pressed to the ground, but he shoved his hands out straight and caught himself in a push-up position. Bending his arm slightly, he shoved backwards, sending the creature flying into the air above him. Then Luke pulled, sending himself across the ground toward the odd rectangular box that had a silhouette of his face, thanks to the strange fluid that dripped from the T.O.E.S. he had smashed through. He had seen something like this before, back when he got his Mage Hunter set...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-Eight

“I can't believe how much Potentia this is worth!” Zed had taken to sitting around and pretending to meditate as he returned the attacks to the sentinels. He had asked Andre to grow a stump for him to sit on to make sure that he maximized the range of his stolen Mastery. It didn't matter if it was above him, below him, or to the sides, any projectile coming within three feet was returned.

At this point, they had been at it for days, with Taylor joining in on the fun by stea...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-Seven

- Luke -

For the Murderhobo, it was a toss-up between which of the two methods he wanted to attempt. Did he want to follow the lightning or have a larger area carved out with a patch of thrashing vines? Eventually, he nodded over at Taylor. “Here's what I want to see. Send a bolt down a line, then move directly to the left and send another one. I’ll follow the first, then run back after the second.”

“What the Abyss, Luke? I can control my plants way better than ...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-Six

When she was back into a safe location and wasn't in too much danger of dying, Taylor took a more active role in controlling her Spell. She absolutely wanted to maximize her Potentia gains, but it was highly improbable that the massive influx of foreign energy would remain at the same height for very long.

Seeing as how Luke was getting five total Potentia or less per kill, Taylor exulted in the fact that she had gotten fifty per kill for so long. If she had been able to mainta...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-Five

- Taylor -

Her organs were barely holding together, and lightning and fire raced through her body, altering everything it touched. She had used mana. She had been connected to mana. She had never been molded by mana. Her body was, until this point, only changed in the standard ways by her expenditure of Potentia. However, as she activated the Spell that she had managed to copy off of Luke's Skill, she was able to directly feel her body being remade.

Thanks to her main C...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-Four

After several hours of harassing and haranguing, Zed finally convinced Luke to take a break from the slaughter and come back to discuss various strategies. He assured them that he was very unhappy with having to stop watching his Potentia counter increase and informed them that the break in going Full Murderhobo had better be worth it.

What truly convinced him was the fact that his efficiency had increased to ridiculous heights, thanks to a simple one-off comment from Andre. If the Drui...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-Three

- Luke -

He would never tell them this, but Luke had completely forgotten that his group was in this world with him. Right now, he had carte blanche to increase his strength and delve deeper into his world than he’d ever had the opportunity to reach before. The Murderhobo wasn't about to give this up. Now that his team had shown up, he felt a subtle, lingering dissatisfaction. Luke knew that at any time, they could say that they were strong enough to go back, and he would be forced ...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-Two

The long strides and hops of the plains-walker were reminiscent of a gazelle, allowing it to eat up the distance between them and Luke, although the high-leveled Ascender was able to move much, much faster. Still, they soon had their first indication that they were getting close to the Murderhobo—the air itself was shaking, small shock waves that felt like rapid changes in elevation reaching their ears. They were extremely intermittent, only once every five minutes or so.

“...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty-One

- Andre -

“I’m gonna kill him for leaving us like that,” the Druid whispered harshly as he watched the petals close over the charred flesh that Taylor’s face had become.

“Just… don’t.” Zed’s words were unexpectedly harsh, so much so that it broke Andre’s spiraling anger and gave him a new target to focus on. “This is what all of you did to me when you came back from your first training period. You expected everything to have changed, and y...

FMH: Everything ~ Thirty

Taylor scanned the area, noticing the strange faces that seemed to be forming in the blue mist in the distance. She took a deep breath to launch into a rapidly prepared discussion on how they should focus on their new challenge, then paused as the realization struck that lecturing her team would be a terrible idea. There was another factor that caused her to stop: that single lungful of air contained denser mana than she had to put up with nearly anywhere else she had visited in the multivers...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-Nine

- Taylor -

The Mage watched as Luke hurled himself against the Prince's bodyguards, half horrified as he received the beating of a lifetime. A tiny, excited part of herself recognized that, if he survived this experience, the Murderhobo would set out to actively learn how to do better.

She didn't recognize the exact methodology that the guard was using, but she knew that the dynasty’s high-level combatants, especially those associated with royalty, had been trained since birth...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-Eight

“If my calculations are correct, we’re just outside the provincial capital,” Andre announced, breaking the silence that had been hovering around the group since Luke's announcement nearly a day prior. “I think it would be a smart move to exit here and walk the rest of the way, perhaps give ourselves a chance to scope out the situation, perhaps pick up some of the local customs and language?”

The way the others in the group nodded as if they would have no trouble at all was con...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-Seven

Thanks to the fact that the time dilation of The World of Names was higher than their base world, it was nearly a minute in Luke's subjective time before each of the others were on his side of the portal. Taylor closed it with a flick of her wrist and gestured in the direction where she believed they needed to move.

Zed was the first one to point out the major issue with this plan. “Sorry to be the one to burst your bubble, Taylor, but I seem to recall that this was about as far as th...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-Six

The Murderhobo wasn't going to be patient anymore. He wasn't going to give his opponent another chance to spring surprises on him, to get ready. At this point, if he wasn't able to participate in a fight worth having, Luke would simply put him down and go find someone that was more fun.

One of the dogs blew out a light blue mist that settled over Luke, held at bay in part by his armor. Even so, it slipped through whenever he would take a breath, driving into his lungs and trying to do�...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-Five

- Luke -

“This is more like it.” The Murderhobo looked on approvingly as the enemy forces put themselves in nice, neat rows, packed densely together so that they could try and diffuse the force of any heavy weapons coming their way. He knew that it wouldn't help them against him, but there was no possible way that they could know it. Patience had never been his forte; it always confused him when people would say such pithy sayings as ‘good things come to those ...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-Four

Taylor peered up at Luke, trying to puzzle out a way for them to coordinate their efforts in the upcoming chaos. Even if Zed used his strange Mastery that allowed him to whisper directly into their ears, she was uncertain if it would be effective over the din of battle. “I trust that I will be able to find you wherever the fighting is the most difficult?”

“Yes.” Luke didn't even attempt to sound reassuring, merely stating his answer as an absolute fact. “Stay out of the way.�...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-Three

- Taylor -

Taylor was not excited to fight in this war. There was no benefit to her, nor for her team, and even the enemy armies were treating it as a training exercise more than a real war. Even so, she wouldn't abandon her countrymen to the fate that was awaiting them if her team departed from the field of battle.

She hoped everyone would be on the same page as her, as she took a deep breath and started directing her friends into what she hoped would be the most effec...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-Two

Luke blinked blood out of his eyes, hunting for his next targets. The enemy army was in a rout, at least the portion nearest him, and was working to maintain a solid perimeter of a few hundred meters of clear space around him at all times. It wasn't doing much to help them, as he could outrun any of the basic humans with barely any effort. Regardless, now that he had been deprived of a worthy adversary, his annoyance had increased to unexpected levels. Destroying these base humans was as simp...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty-One

Even back when he was a child, Luke had always known that the Dynasty of Dogs was the boogeyman of the Hollow Kingdom. His homeland shared a border with only a few small nations, capped by the sea to the north, but the vast majority of their country was connected to land owned by the dynasty.

For as long as he could remember, they had been under the threat of annexation by the massive superpower that was the dynasty. Only the fact that their kingdom had an obvious dearth of resources an...

FMH: Everything ~ Twenty

- Luke -

Escaping the ridiculous world full of confusion and strangely aggressive scribbles, the Murderhobo found something he understood perfectly. There was fighting afoot, and this time no one could stop him from collecting any armor or weapons that were better than what he had.

He was quite pleased with his brand new armor and was nearly certain that there were going to be very few people, short of the most powerful officers or wealthiest of nobles, who would be able to matc...

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FMH: Everything ~ Nineteen

- Andre -

They stepped through the portal and into one of the Druid’s nightmares. When the overly excitable Ascender who had been guarding the way in had called this place a ‘focal point of the invasion’, he hadn't done justice to the absolute charnel house that they were about to walk into. The scent of inflamed flesh and rotting meat, combined with the screams of pain and fury ringing through the area on a grand scale, was enough to make him dry heave.

Such a su...

FMH: Everything ~ Eighteen

In a stunning reversal, the mana in the area that had been expanding outward rapidly collapsed back upon itself, rending the air and rebounding with a concussive reverberation at chest level. Where Andre's portal had been gradually leaking mana, slowly meandering its way towards instability, Luke’s jagged portal gushed energy into their surroundings.

The Murderhobo slowly nodded and tried to take a step in, only for his Sigil to once more screech at him, refusing access yet a...

FMH: Everything ~ Seventeen

While each of them was extremely intrigued by the new realm of possibilities that they had unlocked, there was no simple or easy way to replicate the unexpected feat of magic that Andre had just performed. If there was, they were certain that so much cross-contamination would exist between classes that they would be practically indistinguishable from each other. There was no way to know exactly what the reason was for the sudden shift, let alone the new Spell formation, but they had some idea...

FMH: Everything ~ Sixteen

- Luke -

At first, the Murderhobo was quite concerned that everything he killed would explode into more things that needed to be killed. Punch a book? Get a shower of paper. Punch a paper? Create smaller papers, only for the fragments to stick to his armor indefinitely unless he dismissed it for a bare instant. But slowly, somewhere around the two-hundredth piece of paper that exploded into confetti, he started to enjoy himself.

“Ha, ha! You were all right! Books ...