PS V1, Chapter 40: Protagonist Aura

After they decided to abandon ship, Matt spent the next twenty minutes trying to help Michael put on the pitch black armor. Of course, they eventually gave up because it was just far too complicated. Aside from that, they would be trekking through the desert, so he probably would have died from heat stroke or exhaustion. Continue reading

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PS V1, Chapter 39: What Happened?

Matt opened his right eye, while the left was covered by a bloody bandage and cotton. The first thing he saw was actually his own Summoner card. Continue reading

PS V1, Chapter 30: Survival

*Author’s Note*

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.

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PS V1, Chapter 29: Matthew the Summoner

“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

PS V1, Chapter 21: Orcish Lust

“Definitely… Worth it… Ow… See you soon Kid.” Those were Michael’s last words, before his body exploded like a balloon filled with blood. Continue reading

PS V1, Chapter 20: Bonus Round

“Oh please~! Those bitches were total noobs!” Michael snickered, bragging “As long as you give me a decent suit of armor, I could even kill a whole army of losers like-Holy fuck!” Continue reading

PS V1, Chapter 19: Casual Lust

“Is this bitch actually a zombie?” The moment the glasses vanished, that woman got down on all fours and started sprinting towards Michael with her abnormally long tongue, hanging out of her mouth. Continue reading

PS V1, Chapter 18: Asura-3

Matthew’s happiness was brought about by the fact that he managed to get so many cards of the same type, cost and rarity. Thus, his fusion results would be far more predictable. Also, “It seems like Azrael’s cards don’t include any sex toys or ghostly dicks…” Continue reading

PS, V1, Chapter 8: Violence

The pale and hairy nudist started laughing hysterically, then yelled “Thanks a fuckin lot! I’ve always wanted to bludgeon someone to death with a giant crystal dick!” Continue reading

PS, V1, Chapter 7: Michael

Once the doctor and nurse finished rebandaging Matthew’s face, they left him alone in the room. It was only 4:25 PM, but the sun was already starting to go down. The television in the room was off and the fluorescent ceiling lights barely worked. Thus, he returned to the Private Server and complained “I can’t do that. That horrible fucking nightmare shit!” Continue reading