Opening her bright-green eyes, Talia looked around and muttered “I can’t believe how childish I’ve become lately…” It was the second time that week that she had fainted; at least the first was because of Arcana’s ridiculously powerful aura.
After sitting up, she saw a strangely ‘romantic’ scene of a man lovingly holding a small elven girl in his arms. Sarah was snoring and Michael was grimacing, while groaning in pain.
When the Huntress approached closer, she saw that the Dark-Goblin’s worm-like tail was latched onto a certain part of his body, and seemed to be trying to actually devour it. The Nephilim mumbled “Seriously… you’re a very attractive man… but stop sucking my dick… Gabriel.”
Hearing that, the woman scowled, complaining “Even in his dreams, this ‘Immortal’ is truly despicable.” As she took a step backwards, she tripped over a skeletal leg and if it wasn’t for her ridiculously light body and high reflexes, she certainly would have fallen.
However, she still screamed “Ah~!” when she looked down at the remains. Even if she was relatively old, it didn’t mean that she was ‘experienced.’
Talia hadn’t had time to think about it before, but it was clear to her that the two of them were actually performing some sort of Necromantic ritual. Sarah opened her eyes slowly and yelled “Shut the hell up and fuck off, ya noisy bitch!” before glaring at the High-Elf.
Michael immediately woke up, shouting “Dafuck are you screaming at me for?! Ow, don’t bite my nipple!”
Then the Huntress quickly announced “My Goddess has a request for you!”
A few seconds of awkward silence passed, before he asked “Okay… are you gonna tell me, or just stand there like an idiot? Ah, ouch, seriously Sarah, I already came, you can stop tail-sucking me now!”
For a few moments, Talia just scowled at him, and eventually she admitted “I don’t… actually know what she wanted me to tell you. Goddess Aeris mentioned something about you not possessing any Companions of her Affinity, and talked about this strange gigantic blue lizard-woman… She also mentioned that The United Elven States were having a civil war. I’m not quite sure what message I was supposed to deliver though.”
As she was speaking, a series of notifications appeared for Michael: “New Quest: It is important for a Player to have access to all nine Elements. Obviously, they cannot achieve this feat on their own, but with the help of Companions, it is possible to obtain Quests directly from all of the Goddesses. You are currently missing Chaos, Fire, Wind, Earth, and Water. Reward: Two-hundred Favor-points for each Element.”
“New Quest: Alice is an Elementalist, yet she only possesses Affinities for Fire and Water; her next target is Wind, but without a proper mana-core, she won’t be able to achieve her goal. Aeris wishes for you to not only convince her to become one of your Companions, but also help her to evolve. Reward: Two-hundred Wind-Favor and fifty gold coins.”
“New Quest: The United Elven States have become divided into four factions: The Ignis Alliance, The Aeris Theocracy, The Terra Democracy and The Republic of Aqua. The Goddess of Wind wishes for you to participate in ten Battlegrounds on the side of The Aeris Theocracy. Warning: It is recommended that you are at least level-twenty before undertaking this request. Reward: One thousand Wind Favor, and a Gateway of Wind which may be placed within your Territory.”
After reading all of that, Michael smirked, and told the disgusted High-Elf “Yeah, I got the messages… Anyway~, there’s a bunch of soaps in the downstairs bathroom that we don’t really need, so you should take them over to… I don’t know, do Angels need to bathe? Well, that giant ogre bitch and her little pussy most likely need it the most; I think she has a kid too. Those three doggies probably don’t give a fuck about cleanliness. I’ve got no clue what happened to that rat-cunt…
“Fuck-it, the point is, go away; I kinda~ doubt that you wanna see what we’re about to do.” Talia nodded as she quickly sprinted out of the incredibly uncomfortable Necropolis, and left the two alone together: with the skeletal golem.
Sarah looked up at him and complained “I have ta take a shit, so stop squeezing me so fuckin hard.” Once he released her, the little girl ‘Shadow-Stepped’ ten meters away and nonchalantly squatted down.
Michael sighed, trying not to think about what his ‘girl-frenemy’ was doing, because it brought back disturbing memories of the night before. The two of them had slept for at least eight hours, so their Stamina had completely replenished.
He muttered “Ugh, my Quests are starting to pile up… Is this what it feels like to have a job? Nah~, I should probably get a bit stronger before playing around in the Battlegrounds. Alice… I need to find her a mana-core that can reduce her size, more than anything else. Then I can carry her to level-ten and get her the Earth Affinity. Meanwhile, I should probably try ‘making’ a Chaotic Companion, since it might take a while for me to reach level-twenty… assuming that I even want to pick that crazy three-eyed bitch as my third Element.”
Then he pulled out the blindingly bright scroll from his inventory, and was surprised that it actually worked in such a terrible environment. The name of that ‘skill-book’ was “Protectors of Light.” It contained several hundred video-files, which were separated into six categories: Paladins, Crusaders, Holy Knights, Monks, Warrior Clerics, and Guardians.
Obviously, he was most curious about his own Class. Thus he played the short introductory video, which explained the basics.
The first thing that he saw, was an extremely tall and bulky Human, wearing a full set of illustrious, golden, full-plate armor. In his right hand was a huge silver greatsword, and the left was holding a massive rectangular tower-shield.
In a deep and masculine voice, he explained “The role of a Guardian is primarily to act as a Tank. You must be willing to sacrifice your life, if necessary, to protect your comrades. Our very existence will infuriate our enemies, and in a large-scale conflict… we are usually the first to fall.”
As he quickly skipped through the boring parts, Michael muttered “Hmmm~, basically, the only difference between this and a Pally, is that they use heavier armor and larger weapons? Well, I guess unlike most games, ya can’t just pick up any type of weapon your Class uses and automatically know how to wield it. There probably isn’t a huge difference between any of these six Classes. They can all Tank and DPS pretty well, Warrior Clerics and Monks are the best at Healing, but the others aren’t that bad at it either.”
Essentially, for those without the aid of ‘skill-books’ or powerful instructors, their Class would determine what spells that they would be ‘given’ by the Goddesses. Each had a set of special passives and techniques that were unique, but there wasn’t a huge difference.
If he wanted to learn unarmed martial arts from the Monk videos, it was feasible. He could watch the Crusaders dual-wielding longswords, and assuming that he had a pair of his own, it would be possible to practice those techniques.
Warrior Clerics mostly used shields and one-handed maces, flails or hammers, while casting Healing spells on their allies. Holy Knights focused on mounted combat, with lances or spears, so just watching them riding around on horses was making Michael nauseous.
While he was scanning through those videos, Sarah had finished what she was doing, and used ‘Devouring Shadow’ to clean-up the putrid mess. At some point, she had returned and began casually riding on top of him.
The irritated Dark-Goblin complained “What is that shit? It’s annoying as fuck, so turn it off and let’s get back to work!” All she could hear was white-noise and a blank scroll.
He smirked at her and said “Fine~, but I honestly never thought that I would meet a girl who had a sex-drive that could keep up with me, hehehe~.” as he sent it into his extra-dimensional bag. Then he gazed into her bright-blue eyes, murmuring “I think I might actually love-” but he was interrupted by a thick, obsidian tentacle.
Sarah scowled, “Shut your whore-mouth and stop being such a lazy cunt!” Their relationship was still slightly antagonistic…