“Congratulations… We should play a different game next time.” Continue reading
“For the past few days, I’ve basically been in denial… Now I think I’ve finally come to terms with reality, or well, virtual reality. My world has been shaken up and tossed around, but I’m still alive. My first instinct was obviously to escape. To take the people I care about and run away to a ‘safer’ place. The truth is that there is no safe space. Even if my world is a virtual reality and only one of many, I still invested twenty-five years of my life into it. How much faster could the typical Server Time be from reality? And in reality, things age and atrophy… Everything decays eventually. I don’t have forever. I can’t just start a new life somewhere else and try to live normally with my family for a few centuries…” Continue reading
Author’s Note: In modern English, Dice can be bother singular and plural, though it still makes me cringe a bit when I read ‘a dice’. The reason why I write dice as singular in this chapter however, is because a lot of times, when you see ‘die’, you don’t immediately think of dice lol. Plus, if you aren’t a native speaker or reader, you probably wouldn’t freak out over singular dice anyway.
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[Summoner: Matthew Leblanc
ID Code: Trashmob-707
Description: A Player with zero skill, but a decent amount of luck. The kind of Summoner who makes other Players want to go out of their way to kill him.] Continue reading
“Phew~, thank God they have a fireplace…” Matthew sat down onto the sofa, next to his mother. She was covering herself with a thick quilt, while drinking some hot chocolate out of a mug. Meanwhile, Michael was standing in the kitchen with a white robe on, cooking a big pot of spaghetti on the gas stove. Continue reading
Anaishe was in a daze the whole trip. Smoke was wafting in from outside, while the blood and gore on Michael’s armor was also very potent. She gagged and dry heaved a few times, but ultimately couldn’t vomit any more. Continue reading
When you summon an MC… Or is it a MC? Oh well, the moral of the story is that when shit hits the fan, you don’t wanna be in front of it. Or anywhere in the damn room for that matter.
“Mom, I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s true. I’m a Summoner. I have the ability to bring things into this world using magic, kinda.” Continue reading
The Tooth Fairies: An obsessive compulsive dentist and his sadomasochistic female assistant, break into people’s homes at night and perform unwanted but extremely necessary dental procedures on their patients(victims). The patients often struggle and resist, but they always give in eventually. After the patients are completely cavity free or no longer have their wisdom teeth, the Tooth Fairies take their leave.
Doctor Roadkill: A deranged veterinarian who practices necromancy on unfortunate animals he finds on his way home from work. Sadly, rather than terrifying zombies or disgusting abominations, the best he could do was resurrecting them back to the state right before they were killed. Perhaps one day, he will fulfill his wish of creating a horde of zombified monsters?
The Flush: A Hydromancer who has enough hydrokinetic powers to force a clogged toilet to flush.
Trashmob: After taking an experimental birth control pill, she developed the ability to asexually reproduce. Her clones can grow and mature to adulthood within a day, while also retaining her personality and all of her memories.
Garbageman: Was originally Trashman, but Trashmob sued him for copyright infringement. He can turn garbage into other kinds of garbage.
Warlock: A man whose cursed so often and seriously that he eventually gained the ability to transform his words into actual curses.
Teleporter: A young woman who one day realized that she no longer needed to urinate or defecate anymore. At first she thought she was ill, but she never felt sick and the doctors said she was fine. Still unaware of her true potential, her excretions are constantly being teleported to random locations in small batches. There was once a man who died under mysterious circumstances… The autopsy showed that he had a large chunk of corn-riddled fecal matter trapped in his left lung.
Tea Master: An old man who can conjure teabags from thin air… Used teabags, which were stolen from various places around the world… Mostly trash cans.
However, instead of panicking or freaking out, Alicia actually began moaning. Then her irises started glowing bright-red, while she immediately unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her fairly large breasts. Continue reading