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About mike777ac

I am a writer and reader.

Chapter 111: Fixing a Crazy Cat-Girl?

“Ah~! W-w-what is that thing?! Why is there a demonic eye and tongue in your room!? Wait, why are you taking her into the bathroom?!” Elina was already freaking out before, but seeing the state of Michael’s furniture and light-fixture, she had completely lost what little composure was remaining. Continue reading

QQing About Poor-People Problems

The new chapter comes out in about forty-five minutes.  This is basically me just copy/pasting my Donations page into the form of a post.  If you want to know why… Well, because not many people even read it?

I honestly don’t expect anything from this, because out of ten thousand people, there would probably only be a handful of amazing and super-awesome people who are willing to sacrifice their hard-earned money, in order to help me out.  It’s not as if no-one donates, cause there certainly have been a few, and even a single dollar would be incredibly generous from my perspective :).

I’ve kept donations anonymous, because unless the person writes “Mention that I donated on the donation page.” and gives me a name that they want me to call them, I’d feel awkward announcing their actual name lmfao.  Also, if you do the whole Patreon thing, then you set up your own profile, and there isn’t really much for me to do?

I’m not a translator, so I don’t have an infinite supply of other people’s work that I can consistently pump out. Thus, I can’t really ‘speed-up’ my writing depending on how much money people throw at me. Well, I could certainly try, but the quality would drop by a lot.

On the other hand, the list of things that I can’t afford to fix or replace is growing daily: ten year old computer that barely works, broken desk-chair, broken bed, broken ice-machine in my freezer, ect. Basically, I don’t expect to receive enough money from this to pay for any of those things.

However, I’ve had this blog for a while now, and I figured that since everyone else has one, I wanted a donation button as well. It may not be particularly glamorous, but at least it exists now.

For those of you would would rather become a patron, here’s a link to my Patreon site, where you can throw money at me and I might not die :).

Chapter 110: A ‘Touching’ Reunion?

“Your booby-juice is so tasty nyah~!” After drinking a few ounces of glowing breast-milk, Jasmine looked up at the angelic woman’s face. “Meow~, when did you get so big, and skinny? Your freckles are gone, and you have fluffy wings! Un~, the last time I saw you~, bad things happened, and I was stupid, nyah~… I should have never… Ow~, my head hurts sometimes, when I try to remember things…” Continue reading

Chapter 109: The Instrument of Doom

Michael unequipped his Arcane Orb and Siegeblade, before finally sitting down at that crystalline piano. The skeletons were shambling around the house randomly, since they weren’t allowed to go outside and die pointlessly. Continue reading

Chapter 108: New Residents

“Kelsey, Level-1 Human Skeleton, Rank-G,” and “Roycerus, Level-1 Human Skeleton, Rank-G,” had just be reborn… as undead. Given that they couldn’t physically speak, Michael wasn’t able to communicate with them verbally. Continue reading

Chapter 107: The MC Is a Hoarder

As three beams of blinding light descended upon Michael’s roof, three people suddenly materialized in his living-room. One was a Nephilim wearing a white tank-top and jeans, the other was a tiny cat-girl who had horrible color-coordination, and the third was a four-foot tall monster. Continue reading

Chapter 106: The MC Is Forgetful

“Fucking hell! You’re so broken right now… Ugh, shit, stop it, why won’t my penis listen to me?! This Charisma nonsense is really pissing me off! You don’t even look any different from before, but all these weird scents, and… I don’t even. I can’t, my brain doesn’t care anymore. We need to have sex like, three or four times, so I can finish whatever I was trying to do before…” Michael was staring at the mesmerizing Dark-Goblin, as she was ‘reading’ her status-screen. Continue reading

Chapter 105: Twinking Is Expensive

After wearing his new pants and socks, Michael complained “Damn it, so basically, if a piece of gear covers more than one area, the price rises as well. Hmmm~, I only have eleven-thousand, eight-hundred FP left. Huh, I’m starting to get the feeling that a full set of Epics is way more expensive and overpowered than I anticipated.” Continue reading

Chapter 104: The Hardcore Shopping-Spree

In a massive and empty, cubic, white-room, there were eight feminine golems. On the farthest right was silver, directly next to that one, was woman that seemed to be made out of glowing-green vines. Continue reading

Chapter 103: Killing With OP-ness

“Never thought that I’d be ‘literally’ cock-blocked… Shit, that bastard is already at full Health again! Damn it! Ugh, now my boner’s gone, so we might as well kill that asshole first. We can have sex after we get back home.” Michael reactivated his armor, and kissed the irritated Dark-Goblin one more time, before using his wings to glide down off of the southern wall. Continue reading