Before Sarah even had the chance to teleport, Michael pitched the one-pound ‘Arcane Orb’ with his left hand, as hard as he could. He didn’t bother using any telekinesis, since he wanted to see how much damage the little ‘rubber-ball’ would do on its own. Continue reading →

The moment that it died, Michael shoved the giant bear-shaped treant into his fifteenth bag-slot. When the elemental-beast vanished, a brightly-glowing, Bloodworm-Goblin quickly fell to her knees while panting loudly. Continue reading →

Michael muttered “Unlike most RPGs I’ve played, the drops seem to be tailor-made, specifically for the people who are farming them. I wonder if it has to do with the last or first hit? Nah, probably just randomly picks one of the people in the party… Most likely based on the Luck stat.” Continue reading →

When Michael first saw the ten-meter tall ‘Chaotic Feline Treant, Level-49, Rank-D, Super-Elite,’ he immediately stored Sarah into his second Companion-Storage slot. However, when he attempted to do the same to Elina, he received a notice: “Warning: Cannot store or summon Companions during combat.” Continue reading →

Michael snickered as he unhesitantly sacrificed two rank-G mana-cores, which belonged to level-one field-mice. Then both Elina and Sarah suddenly received messages at the same time: “Bag-slot one has been unlocked.” Continue reading →

After the four of them had finished eating, Michael glanced at the naked Bloodworm-Goblin, then at the freckled cat-girl, whose robe was soaking wet and practically transparent. He sighed, and told them “We need to wear clothes, or I’m gonna end up having a permaboner.” Continue reading →