“Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow~! Goddamn cuntbags! Grah~! Die you fucking pieces of shit!” Michael was furiously beating back a dozen Warriors with his Demonic Siegeblade of Chaos, and being bombarded with volleys of ten arrows at a time. There were also at least six ‘Shadow Bolts’ being flung at his face, dealing almost no damage, but causing him to feel massive amounts of psychological pain. Continue reading
“Wit ye bein da only Player en all, thar be no problem convertin da Raid inta uh Dungeon!” The moment that Perseus finished speaking, his health instantly dropped from one-million six-hundred thousand, all the way down to four-hundred thousand; all of those Super-Elite lizard-people were the same. Continue reading
“Welp, time to loot the place!” Michael wasn’t even slightly phased by the carnage within the throne room of that keep, and casually sucked up all of the mana-cores that were scattered about. Some were even torn the from skulls of partially intact corpses; the King has apparently been at level-10 and was only rank-F, not even an Elite. The Queen was unranked, but level-three, which indicated that she had likely killed a few people personally. Continue reading
“Error, the Neutral Battleground Sanctuary is currently under maintenance and all ‘System’ related teleportation functions have been temporarily disabled. For your part in ending the conflict between Patterson Castle and Mami’s Sellswords, you have received one-hundred Neutral Favor.” The moment that the retreat was sounded, combat ended, but Michael and his Companions weren’t able to leave. Continue reading
“Shit… they don’t even give any fucking information about the two sides! Ugh, fine, the defenders are usually the good-guys, and anyone with ‘Sellswords’ in their group name are probably a bunch of assholes.” Michael required a whole ten seconds to make his decision, and his Companions either didn’t care, or agreed with him. Continue reading
“Run-time error in Battleground Sanctuary… Unable to contact Game Master Lux… Unable to contact Game Master Umbra… Activating emergency shutdown sequence! Warning, all Players and Player-Companions will be returned to their previous positions in three seconds! Error, System crash imminent! Unable to-to-to-to-to…” A loud and monotonous female voice, announced some rather shocking information. Continue reading
Michael had a few reasons for that impromptu ‘training’ session. The first, was obviously so that everyone would raise their ‘battle awareness’, or at least hone their ‘killer instincts’ and resolve a bit. Continue reading
In that Battleground Sanctuary, not only was it nearly impossible to die, but even Stamina was swiftly regenerated. Of course, it wasn’t as if anyone could just stay there for free; the price was one-hundred Favor per week. Continue reading
Once the spontaneous orgy had finally ended, the little cat-girl put her underwear into ‘Sexless-Mode’ and wore the rest of her new clothing. “Pink Meow-Meow Brand Slutty Yoga Shorts: +3 Defense Rating, +5 Agility, +5 Charisma. Increases the sex-drive of allies by 25%. Soulbound to Jasmine Jade. Rare Quality, requires level-20.” Continue reading
I’m going to sleep right now, so I won’t be awake for the releases tonight. However, I just wanted to say this ahead of time… expect more than 2 :P.
I’d also like to apologize to the donors and patrons that I was only able to finish writing a single chapter today :(. Hopefully, I should be able to write a lot more than usual this week lol.
Also, I might be a hypochondriac, but I definitely felt like I was gonna die an hour ago. I sneezed and I don’t even know what exactly happened rofl. It felt like the blood-pressure in my hands, arms, feet, chest, face, brain, legs and everywhere else had risen so high, that the veins and arteries actually hurt really, really, really~ bad. I was literally afraid that I was going to have a heart-attack or stroke lmao. That shouldn’t be funny, but I’m at the point of exhaustion, where everything is hilarious.
Anyway, my near-death experience made me want to give you guys and girls a heads up that tonight, you may overdose. I don’t know the ‘exact’ word-count, but I’d guess… more than 20,000. Okay, now I’m going to sleep, have fun :).
Mike777ac 