Mystic Messenger Games Novels & Stories

Without waiting for a response, V was about to show the market shop when an unexpected urgent message came. The system turned red only showing an email on the screen, K Whatever was startled, "What was that all about, " V opened the mail on the screen in front of K Whatever, and both of them were stunned! "The Enchantress sent a message...for you Player 07."

With some snacks, a notepad and her space stone artefact, Amy set out towards the south of Wings, where a mystery awaits her. ....... [You have defeated Level 72 Ankheg-Mystic rank] [Gained 18000 Experience] [You have levelled up] [You have levelled up] [You have levelled up] … .. . [You have reached Level 8] Only 8 levels? From killing such a monster? It was a mystic rank! The curse is slowing down my progress too much. And the only way to balance it is to hunt more frequently. I need to go back and absorb the monster aura and the aura of the Ettercaps corpses, I can't waste such an opportunity.

she asked, leaning forward to get a better look. “Nothing you need to worry about right now,” Professor Thorne said, but her grip on the steering wheel tightened. They drove for another ten minutes before the trees opened up, and Maya’s breath caught in her throat. Mystic Grove Academy stood at the top of a hill, made of grey stone that looked like it had been there for centuries. Ivy crawled up the walls, windows glowed warm gold even though it was still early morning, and towers rose up into the sky like something out of a fairy tale. But there was something else about it ….a weight in the air, like the whole place was holding secrets deep in its foundations.

“That’ll be 250 parms.” Digging through my pouch, I produced two fluv coins and one ruben coin. “Thank you.” Brynn smiles as she accepts the money, “I’m assuming you have plans since you want us to deliver it.” “I’m going to head down to the tavern.” I answered, “I’m craving their rabbit stew.” “There’s a pub around here that sells rabbit stew?”

Not until the evening, when I closed up shop and started walking back home to get ready to go to the bar for my shift. I took the long way through the marketplace. It was busy, louder than usual, and I figured there must be a festival or something. Turns out, I was wrong. People weren’t celebrating. They were gathered around a platform, where three royal officials stood dressed in silver and blue—the colors of the palace. One of them was reading from a scroll, his voice loud and slow, so even the old ones in the back could hear. “The first Mate Games in over a century…” he said, and suddenly the air felt strange.

I needed to leave, but first I contemplated texting Ross once more, pondering if my previous message was flirtatious enough. I let out a low chuckle as I tapped out the deceitful message carved out already in my mind. "Dear Ross, Ryan has fallen for my charms, and our plan is progressing beautifully. He is mine, body and soul. I'm waiting for you at the Silvermoon Hotel, room 203. Hurry, my love. The time had come to secure our victory," I typed, a smirk spreading across my face as I pressed send. The moment the message was delivered, I dropped the phone back into Ivy's bag, waiting with baited breath for a response.

Minsk keeps asking over and over again. "Am known as Stranger Moon" The stranger said as Minsk and Tony looks at themselves. "Wow, so is that why your eyes radiates like the moon?" Tony asked but Minsk interrupted. "So what do you want? Why are you here?" Minsk asked as the Stranger Moon looks back and looks at them again. "Am a messenger, am not here to fight, I can to deliver a message" Stranger Moon said as Tony and Minsk looks at themselves. Like what message have they gotten to do with this guy, they don't even know him.

I held my hand out and she put her phone in it. "There is this app that we can message each other and it won't be traced. You have to hit this game, select two players then enter the password and it will bring you to messages. Any new messages will pop up to read then automatically deleted itself. No matter what happens tonight I'll find a way to message you and I'll find a way to bring you to us if we can't get to you. I promise." "Tonight?" Her eyes watered then she ran back to the stall and threw up again. Wow! She really didn't have the stomach for this.

When I come out, let's decide the winner. With that in mind, Caspian chuckled and took out two special-colored messengers from his storage pouch. Ordinary messengers were blue or white. The messengers in Caspian's hand were bright yellow, and there was a very eye-catching red line on the surface. This sort of messenger transmission information could not be restricted by certain spaces. For example, a normal messenger could not reach Earlington of Efrax Sect from Myriad Demons Burial Ground. Telephatic jades of Caspian and Jessica could not transmit information in such a situation where they almost crossed space.

Mystica says under her breath, and I immediately stop crying enough to look up at her. “Wh-why is that?” I manage to get out between hiccups. “Well, because… in Maatua, they have a way to fix all of this.” She makes the statement as if it’s a well-known fact. I hear the skepticism in his voice as Maddox asks, “What fix is that?” Mystica looks him in the eyes and says simply, “The fountain.”