Throughout Amara, every few seconds a loud ‘bang’ noise would ring out and reverberate across the walled city. A few loud explosions marked the end of what little military force the fortress possessed, and the entire population of nine-thousand or so citizens were holed up in their homes, hiding under their floorboards, and quite a few people were kneeling in the streets. Continue reading
A squirrel-headed and fluffy-tailed, white-furred dominatrix-ninja was meditating peacefully on the top of a huge and reflective, silver-disk. Hurricane-force winds were raging around her, while lightning was viciously striking her black-mithril cotton, and demonic-beast leather armor. Continue reading
“You have died! Please wait while we use your last biological scan to recreate your physical body. This temporary vessel contains all of your memories and is an anchor for your soul, so don’t break it. Welcome to Lunar Graveyard Seventy-Six!” A soft, high-pitched, and feminine voice resounded throughout the darkness, causing Coffee to quickly open his eyes. Continue reading
In an underground cavern, two-miles west of Quena, most of the village members were hiding from the terrible weather outside. Over four-hundred Fox-Tribe were living in a tunnel that was fairly short, yet incredibly wide; the walls, floor, and ceiling were covered with huge white crystals. Continue reading
When Demil jumped down into the vault, she immediately felt a burning sensation on her palm, so she quickly opened it and read “Congratulations; you have successfully exterminated the bandits and completed Luna’s quest within the optimal conditions! You have been rewarded with three-thousand, five-hundred favor points for killing over two-thousand grunts; the officers and clan-leader had a combined bounty of nine skill-points, giving you a total of twelve!” Continue reading
Unlike a certain bear, Demil was able to easily discover all of the incredibly useful aspects of her newly acquired Lunar seal. After reading through the intro in a few seconds, she immediately activated the ‘map’ function. Continue reading
Demil was sitting cross-legged on the stone-floor of an incredibly hot, steam-room; her long and thick tail was slowly squirming around, behind her back. The walls and ceiling were made out of concrete that was mixed with black-mithril powder, to create an environment of intense mana-density within that enclosed space. Continue reading
The tiger-girl, squirrel-woman, bear-man, and female deer-centaur stared at the mysterious, giant, human nudist. Although, since none of them were wearing any clothing, it wasn’t her naked body that they were worried about. Continue reading
The colossal triangular arena looked like a giant arrowhead, pointing towards The Forest of Corruption. Directly behind it was a massive two-hundred meter tall skyscraper, with thousands of nearly unbreakable black-mithril reinforced, glass-windows. Continue reading
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