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    Team Lesbian Paradise (and Harry)
    Location: Zeus High School – School Building (6th Floor – Empty Classroom)
    Time: Day 4 – Morning

    "Well as a matter of fact, I do."

    Harry slightly taken aback, he didn't think that Eilian would leave so soon. But he was sure she had her priorities. Oddballs like her always did.

    The young magician once again pulled out the journal out of thin air and handed it to Rika.

    "I found this in the crystal caverns. It's a diary, written by people who were no doubt also flung here to this strange world. Strange thing is that it has two authors. Originally it was the diary of some guy named Gil Parish who was a part of some kind of raid but then he either died or went mad or lost it and then it was picked up by someone else named Jill Durmont. Stranger still, it starts in English but then they start writing in a different kinda language."
    <@Airen> I play hetero every once in awhile
    Spoiler:

    [12:21.40] <frantic> that might be a top tier post
    [12:21.45] <snax> frantic
    [12:21.47] <frantic> post of the month, even
    [12:21.48] <snax> this right here
    [12:21.49] <snax> is MC
    [12:21.56] <snax> johnny has nothing on this dude
    [12:22.00] <frantic> he's the MC of the nisio half
    [12:22.12] <snax> so wait
    [12:22.15] <frantic> [ ] is, after all, my rival character
    [12:22.16] <snax> am i the gag heroine
    [12:22.20] <frantic> yes

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    Team Tacticool
    Location: Sea of UNKNOWN – Broken Earth (Ruinous Jungle)
    Time: Day 4 – Night

    There was a momentary pause in the scene when Michael appeared out of nowhere, attracting the stares of the Oni, who seemed surprised a human would dare to approach so casually. They stared at him like they would stare at a steak that had suddenly sprouted legs and had decided to approach them to be devoured out of its own will. Even the girl in the tree seemed absolutely flabbergasted.

    The fragile peace was broken immediately once Michael’s power started having an effect on the nearest Blue Oni, who let out a roar of fury that shook the air of the clearing. At the same time, Kyle’s sub-group arrived at the clearing from another angle, Hiyori and Gwendoline charging towards the nearest Oni.

    The Red Oni reacted immediately, letting out a grunt that mobilized his blue-colored counterparts immediately. Two of them, including the one that had been afflicted with Michael’s power, charged towards the boy, while the other three charged towards Kyle’s group. The Red Oni remained behind, an uncanny expression of cunning in its brutal face, and it suddenly let out a piercing howl towards the sky, one that could probably be heard from kilometers away.

    Zhenya’s guns roared, and suddenly two strange bullets sunk on the Oni that was charging towards their position. Immediately afterwards, a powerful aura reverberated on the clearing for a second, causing the monsters to cower momentarily and a chill to run through your backs. Sherry let out a shocked exclamation: “Tiamat’s aura?! What the hell?!”

    Immediately afterwards, a strange crystal-like substance started growing out of the wounded gut and side of the Oni, causing excruciating amounts of pain to the creature as more crystalline growths appeared from inside its body and started piercing the whole left side of the monster. It let out a roar of anguish and fear as blood trickled down from its gruesome wounds, which seemed to drive its partners into a frenzy.

    Kyle was the first one to recover from the baleful aura, and unleashed a barrage of black bullets towards the wounded Oni, shoving it backwards, although surprisingly, it seemed capable of shrugging off his attacks with ease. At the same time, Hiyori and Gwendoline reached the enemy lines. First, the blonde girl unleashed a blade of wind on the face of another Oni, aiming at its eyes, but missing the mark and instead opening a bloody gash that split its face in half. Meanwhile, the black-haired girl hit her target in the stomach with enough momentum and force that the ogre was stopped in its tracks. A strange black cross mark appeared where it had been just hit.

    Then, the enemies counter-attacked. Michael was faced with the charge of two enemies, but thankfully, one had been slowed down enough to not be able to reach him just yet, and its partner arrived much faster, swinging its club wildly towards the boy, who prepared himself to evade the incoming attack…

    Battle Calculation

    Blue Oni’s speed:
    -24 (Blue Oni’s AGI) > 14 (Michael’s total EVA/2)
    Blue Oni’s attack:
    -58 (Blue Oni’s total STR) – 17 (Michael’s DEF) = 41 damage.
    Michael’s HP: 180 – 41 = 139 HP


    And much to his surprise, he found he simply… couldn’t. His enemy was too big, too tall, too bulky, and had too much reach, and Michael was simply too near it to be able to get out of the way of its horizontal swing. Thus, he couldn’t avoid the wooden club that slammed into him and cracked his ribs, sending him backwards for a few meters and into the ground.

    The others also discovered the same thing. Hiyori let out a shocked scream and instead took the attack head on, using her power to blunt the attack, while Zhenya was strong enough to take the hit and not receive major damage from it. Gwendoline, meanwhile, took the worst part, as the club slammed on her left shoulder and broke it with an audible crunch, causing the girl to let out a scream as she was thrown against the ground by the sheer force of the blow.

    While all of this happened, Sherry didn’t attack. Instead, throwing her small body against the ground, she disguised herself on the tall grass and sneaked towards the back of the two Oni that Michael was facing, apparently preparing herself for something.

    As the battle below started, Alexandra finally took flight, using the fact that the enemies were distracted while engaging the party, to head off as fast as she could towards the girl in the tree. The Blue Oni at the front were simply too busy to react to her sudden appearance, and as she rose in the air and moved like a bullet towards the girl, she thought it was impossible that any of these barbarous creatures would be able to stop her.

    Then, her eye of the mind tugged at her concentration, and she saw a large tree trunk heading towards her at impressive speeds. Somehow, she managed to avoid the oncoming attack heading towards her, but having to maneuver in the air to avoid the attack interrupted her rush, which meant she was unable to get towards the girl, who let out a scared yelp as she saw the trunk crash down near the tree.

    Alexandra only had this pair of wings for a few days, after all, and she wasn’t completely accustomed to using them. Furthermore, the object the Oni had launched had been simply too big, had covered too much of an area. It was easy to see that as long as such an artillery was present, it’d be impossible to approach the tree from the air, at least not without taking some grievous damage.

    Wise up!

    Name: Blue Oni
    Race: Youkai
    Attributes: Youkai, Ogre
    Spiritual Rank: 4

    Stats:

    STR: 50
    DEF: 25
    SDEF: 20
    AGI: 20
    EVA: 10

    Spiritual Existence [Youkai Trait]
    Youkai, in the Warped World, are strange creatures. Although they share many traits with beasts, demons and other such creatures, and are extremely varied, they all share a single characteristic in common: they’re mostly spiritual beings concentrated into a single solid entity. Thusly, they’re more spiritual than physical, and are less affected by physical afflictions and damage, being able to reduce physical damage by 25%.

    Humanity’s Nightmare [Ogre Trait]
    Ogres can be pretty much described as the primordial enemy and predators of humans in ancient mythology, one of the oldest nightmares that were conceived in all of the myriad cultures around the world. Taking as many shapes as there are cultures in the world, they merely share traits as fantastical beings that predate on humans and are identified as their ultimate enemies. As a result, they take 25% less damage from those that possess the Human trait.

    Oni With A Wooden Club
    The Blue Oni make their trademark clubs out of the strongest wood they can find, creating rough but perfectly serviceable weapons, that when wield with that incredible strength of theirs, is capable of easily crushing bones like they were made of paper. Due to their adaptability with these weapons, Oni are capable of wielding them with strength and dexterity, obtaining 5 STR and 4 AGI when attacking with them. The wooden club themselves give +3 to STR.

    Bulky Berserker
    Oni are tall, stocky and physically powerful creatures, enough to be able to overwhelm anyone that comes near. When fighting enemies that are smaller than themselves, they are experienced at using their height and their robust bodies to impede faster adversaries and reach those that would normally be too fast for them to reach, automatically reducing enemy EVA by half.

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    Name: Red Oni
    Race: Youkai
    Attributes: Youkai, Ogre
    Spiritual Rank: 4

    Stats:

    AGI: 25

    Spiritual Existence [Youkai Trait]
    Youkai, in the Warped World, are strange creatures. Although they share many traits with beasts, demons and other such creatures, and are extremely varied, they all share a single characteristic in common: they’re mostly spiritual beings concentrated into a single solid entity. Thusly, they’re more spiritual than physical, and are less affected by physical afflictions and damage, being able to reduce physical damage by 25%.

    Humanity’s Nightmare [Ogre Trait]
    Ogres can be pretty much described as the primordial enemy and predators of humans in ancient mythology, one of the oldest nightmares that were conceived in all of the myriad cultures around the world. Taking as many shapes as there are cultures in the world, they merely share traits as fantastical beings that predate on humans and are identified as their ultimate enemies. As a result, they take 25% less damage from those that possess the Human trait.

    Throwing Mt. Ooe II
    Mastery when it comes to throwing improvised objects bigger than oneself. Lacking in magical and spiritual capacities, the Oni often have no means to attack at a range, so they’ve learnt to compensate in their usual barbaric ways, using big rocks, fallen trees, and even ripping apart pieces of the ground to attack distant targets. When throwing such an improvised object, their AGI increases by 5, while the damage dealt is increased by 5.
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    when I say hero I don't mean hero in the spirit sense. I mean a morally grounded, good natured person who doesn't slaughter innocent people. No such person exists in the Nasuverse.
    [19:33] <@Airen> I like vampires!

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    [00:12] <~Katie> of gay memes

    [22:56] <@Sei> airen is pegging hero this time
    [22:56] <@Sei> for once airen isn't the uke
    [22:56] <@Kuroyuki> I thought Air was the Woman in the Relationship?
    [22:56] <@Airen> Yeah I kinda thought I was the girl too!

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    Johnny Justice
    Location: Sea of UNKNOWN - Field of Ruins (Skeletal Skyscrapers)
    Time: Day 4 – Afternoon

    Johnny grinned like a madman as a devil was two axes ran forward, smashing his fists together with a laugh.

    [Strongarm Activated]

    "Come on then, if ya think you're hard enough!" He pulled his arm back, slamming his foot into the ground.

    [Prepped: Counter]

    And then, Johnny waited, ready to punch.
    in the end we will make thoughtcrime impossible, for there shall be no words to express it
    [01:05.15] <@Spinach> I can flash gang signs faster than Sasuke can perform ninjutsu and I rap like Medea's High Speed Divine Words.


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    Masaki Taichi
    Location: Sea of UNKNOWN – Zeus Approach
    Time: Day 4 – Morning


    The moment you activate Einherjar, Kaitlin’s expression changes, first with shock, and then with concentration as she finally takes heed of your words and tries her hardest to fight you. However, it is very evident that she just cannot keep up with you… or rather, with your Einherjar.

    It becomes clear in the first few exchanges that she is going to lose. You unleash a constant stream of attacks, not stopping once you manage to get her on the back foot. Like a whirlwind, you attack the branch she is holding, forcing her back, then unleash a series of three slashes against her. She backs down, barely avoiding the first two, but the third one reaches her, and you score a point. You don’t stop. Her stance has been destroyed, and you press your advantage, twisting to the side and slashing at her left arm, grazing her in the shoulder for another point.

    You press on. Your technique is peerless. It is not speed or strength what is surpassing Kaitlin, but just the fact that your technique is so complex and perfect she simply can’t deal with it. Only her eye of the mind is keeping her from losing, and even then, she is being sieged from all sides as you whittle her defenses down one after the other.

    Her expression is that of complete shock, but not because you did something like using your Spiritual Power in a spar, but rather, she is disconcerted because it is the first time, ever, that anyone had pressed her this far, that anyone had come close to defeating her in a match of swordsmanship, her sole specialty, the one thing where she wouldn’t ever lose to anyone. She simply doesn’t know how to deal with that. This genius who is being surpassed for the first time ever simply has no answer towards something that is greater than her.

    You keep pushing onwards, reading the few attacks that Kaitlin executes and anticipating them with ease, using your technique to guide them to spots where you could easily parry them, and you break her stance once again. The crux of your whole style lies in the fact that once you attack, you never stop, you become a whirlwind that unleashes one attack after the other. Although you never hurt her, Kaitlin’s face pales once you start scoring points with an endless stream of attacks. You know she’s reaching her limit, and that victory is around the corner…

    You launch your final attack, having perfectly calculated the point of your swing towards the branch she wielded, to take it away from her hand and end the spar… and yet, you hit nothing but air.

    The look on Kaitlin’s eyes changes, they widen, and you feel a chill on your back as the bearing of your adversary undergoes a complete change.

    She flowed. It was like hitting a lake, like slashing at water. She moves away from your attack with a small step, and you don’t even notice when you get slashed vertically. You grit your teeth as you press on, despite the absolutely chilling look in Kaitlin’s eyes, something you had never seen before. However… the whole battle is turned around.

    The president’s stance has changed completely. It is as if she had completely let go of every single restriction on herself, as if she had returned to zero, to the root of her talent. Her sword, which before had been vacillating and slow under your overwhelming rain of attacks, now is secure, and moves unlike anything you have seen before. It is as if Kaitlin had suddenly become like a raging sea, throwing away her offensive stance to a defensive one that allows her to easily avoid your attack, and with the same flow of her dodging movement, she counters and hits you. It is like all your attacks are being reflected by this lake, every time your branch pierces the surface of the waters, it comes back towards you with a vengeance.

    You back down out of instinct, ceasing your attack, but that merely lets Kaitlin attack you freely, and she easily deals with your counters, forcing you back once again. Your positions are completely reversed, and you find yourself struggling against this ‘awakened’ Kaitlin. Both your faces are twisted in concentration, as you dance under the pale light of the Warped World.

    Finally, you can’t keep up anymore. Even your Einherjar, even your Spiritual Power, can’t give you the win against this absolute prodigy. She doesn’t seem human, her prowess is monstrous, and yet, it is a close battle. Finally, under her chilly gaze, her branch hits yours away, and the following impact in your chest pushes you backwards, making you lose your equilibrium and trip. The follow up nears your body…

    “HEY!” Henry stands up and shouts, noticing the danger, that both of you had gotten completely carried away…

    And then Kaitlin’s branch hits you in the wrist and forces you to let go of your weapon. You crumble to the floor, and lift your gaze to meet Kaitlin’s, who is breathing hard, her branch broken in two with the last movement, sweat covering her.

    Her eyes are still staring at you with the same chilly quality, something you can both understand and yet you can’t. After all, although you were talented, you had never been quite considered a genius or a prodigy, not on the same level as people like Kaitlin. So how could you imagine what it felt like for a prodigy like her when someone crawled towards their position on the top, reaching their level on the ability they prided themselves the most, threatening to not only equal them, but to surpass them? You knew that the stare Kaitlin was directing towards you wasn’t one of disapproval or anger, but rather the stare these geniuses directed towards the one that could surpass them. It was the stare of someone who knew that the next time she sparred against you, she may not win, even after having finally awakened.

    She breaks out of her reverie, seemingly very embarrassed about getting carried away like this. She throws away her branch, apologizes quickly to you, and then, before anyone can say anything, moves towards the tent. “I’m going to wash up.” She says, and disappears within.

    Henry stares at you oddly, seemingly a little angry, but then shrugs to himself and says nothing, leaving you to think on what had just happened.

    Kaitlin wasn’t one who held back her true abilities, and she was already seen as someone who was absolutely overwhelming, back in your world. But now, you understood something that was unbelievable, something that seemed a bit too grandiose, yet you now knew it was true… Kaitlin probably had been the single best swordsman in your world, in the whole of that world. Why she had never used the true extent of her abilities wasn’t something you could understand completely, but it was probably something unconscious.

    After all, in swordsmanship alone, she had never been challenged to this extent. No matter the dangers of the Warped World, no matter how many times she had been beaten by these monstrosities, or by people like Robin Gardner, her swordsmanship had never failed her, had never been challenged, not until you had fought her with your Einherjar activated, and had forcefully awakened her true talent. And forcefully, you had forced her to understand the reality of the Warped World, a world where talent, by itself, meant nothing.

    Achievements
    ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED
    [Awakening The Holy Blade]
    Awaken Kaitlin to the reality of the Warped World

    Kaitlin’s overall abilities have been improved. 5 EP and a perk level-up obtained.


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    Besides, I don't see what's so terrible about looting anyway. It's only property, they're not actually harming anyone.
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    when I say hero I don't mean hero in the spirit sense. I mean a morally grounded, good natured person who doesn't slaughter innocent people. No such person exists in the Nasuverse.
    [19:33] <@Airen> I like vampires!

    [00:12] <~Katie> i can't defy my origin
    [00:12] <~Katie> of gay memes

    [22:56] <@Sei> airen is pegging hero this time
    [22:56] <@Sei> for once airen isn't the uke
    [22:56] <@Kuroyuki> I thought Air was the Woman in the Relationship?
    [22:56] <@Airen> Yeah I kinda thought I was the girl too!

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    Location: Sea of UNKNOWN - Field of Ruins (Skeletal Skyscrapers)
    Time: Day 4 – Afternoon


    Joaquin hands me the explosive like this situation is all fine and dandy. Cyrus expects me to actually do something about this situation, because as these idiots always do, they gamble with our lives without knowing the stakes. And these, I think, are really shitty stakes. Super shitty stakes.

    But even though I complain, I have a job to do. Deliver the bomb to whatever can fuck us up at the moment. Glancing around, my eyes see it—the witch looking thing. Magic and all that, I want none of it.

    I give myself a running start and as the bomb sails through the air, it becomes intangible. I just need the right moment to frag it, and nothing’s gonna stop it.
    [Feb/Wed/04|07:00:04] <Lianru> it's ok with each stalker call I feel like we get a little closer
    [Feb/Wed/04|07:00:06] <Lianru> never give up

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    Masaki Tomomi
    Location: Dreamscape - Ashen Lands?
    Time: Day 4 – Morning


    Nim’s body was solid to the touch, despite her condition as a shade. However, it felt fragile and barely had any warmth, as if it was made of crystal. It was like embracing a cloud, or perhaps the concept of a cloud.

    Nim’s eyes widened slightly at Tomomi’s actions, and even more upon hearing her words. Perhaps, no, definitely, Tomomi didn’t quite know or understand the meaning that her words had. It went beyond mere kindness, a meaning that conferred to her words an authenticity that they may have not had otherwise.

    After all, the Self was the representation of the soul. Perhaps one of the biggest taboos in the multiverse, in all of Existence, was the interaction with souls, to touch the souls of others or have your soul touched. It was the most forbidden of things, and something extremely difficult to accomplish even with thousands upon thousands of years of mastery in magic. Of course, the Warped World was… an exception, and that was what made Tomomi’s words so shocking, as they could be easily interpreted as a willingness to share her ‘Self’, her soul, with Nim.

    Perhaps she was just unaware of the true meaning of her words, or what her offer meant, of the fact that Nim could easily suck her dry of her whole Self like a vampire… but, did that really matter? The Magus’ eyes wavered slightly, before a definitely decided gleam appeared on them.

    Wasn’t the reason she had let this meeting happen because she wanted to know of the first human to ever be able to contact her after her death? To see if they were worthy? And here was this girl, this little girl, young even for the standards of humans, who could’ve asked many things, who could’ve asked for magic, for Nim’s power, for the knowledge she held, for many things. And instead, upon hearing who she was, her first impulse hadn’t even been to pity her, but instead to selflessly try to comfort her, to offer her some warmth, to try and make her feel better even knowing fully well that there was little she could do about it. What else did Nim need to know about her?

    She slowly wrapped her arms around Tomomi’s frame, and as she did so, she projected a small light from her hands. Without Tomomi knowing, a strange symbol started to appear on her back, a tattoo whose shape resembled that of a blue fire.

    Obtained Perk: Crest of Nimarialaya

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    Far away… far away from this world, from this dimension, from this side of the universe, far away from the planes known to the dwellers of the Warped World… an asteroid moved through space at massive speeds, destination unknown. On its atmosphere-less surface, within a small crater, there was a brilliant barrier of light composed by many interconnected runic shapes. Within the barrier, two human figures could be seen.

    The two figures, two men, were sitting around a small table, surrounded by what looked like the accommodations typical of a house. One of the men was slightly taller than the average human male, thin and pale. His hair was pitch black, long and disorganized, uncombed, although somehow this added an air of elegance to him rather than making him look wild. He was clothed in black clothing, with a long dark jacket wrapped around his lanky frame. Perhaps the strangest thing about him were his emerald eyes: although the man looked to be in his very early twenties, his eyes betrayed an ancientness that made it seem like he hadn’t just lived many hundreds of years, but maybe even thousands of years. His sharp face was showing a cold smirk as he peered at the cards he was holding, then looked mockingly towards his fellow player.

    The other man was somewhat taller than his companion, sporting shorter dark blonde hair and a healthy-looking robust complexion, with slightly tanned skin. His eyes were covered by dark visor-like sunglasses, which upon closer look, seemed to have almost melded with his flesh at some point. Both his ears were pierced though in three places by twisted pieces of metal, which gave him a distinctly punkish and ferocious air. His clothing was simple, consisting of a white shirt, dark blue pants, and a dark blue jacket. He was currently looking at the cards within his hand with an expression of concentration.

    Both of the men could be considered beautiful by any standards, good-looking and handsome to the point they’d attract all eyes no matter where, standing out without any effort whatsoever. The first man had a distinctly sharp and intimidating feeling about him, a subtle feeling of danger irradiating from him. Meanwhile, the other man had an air fitting of a beast, an overt snarling ferocity that surrounded him like an aura, making others draw away from him.

    The game they both were playing heavily resembled Poker. If Poker had ten suites of cards. And was played following rules too complex for human understanding.

    “And that’s why I’m saying, you should totally hit on that chick. Who cares she’s a zealot for her god or some shit like that? Hell, I can be a bro and go stab it in the tentacles while you’re macking on her, get what I’m saying?” The dark-haired man talked leisurely, with the obvious intent of disrupting his opponent’s concentration. When the blonde man replied with a non-committal grunt, he continued speaking. “Really, I can’t wait to see the cosmic morning news the day after.”

    “Hm?”

    “Something like ‘Local Edgelord Proven Douchebag Supreme’ would fit. Imagine all the speculations on why you got shot down below. Bad smell, bad breath, lacking size…” The man laughed at his own childish joke. Meanwhile, the blonde man’s expression twisted into a snarl, and he let out a low growl as he picked a card from his hand and slammed it into the table, causing hairline cracks to appear all over it.

    “Shut up and play, asshole.” A white light flickered in his sunglasses, briefly, before disappearing, his expression twisted in displeasure. The attitude he was giving caused the black-haired man to laugh lightly as he threw a card from his hand into the table.

    He seemed about to make another stupid comment to annoy his companion, when suddenly his body stopped in mid motion, and his eyes grew sharp. Suddenly, he stood up within the barrier of light, a deep scarlet miasma manifesting out of the ether around his body, a powerful aura coalescing as he revealed his inhuman power. His eyes were staring straight towards a certain direction as they shone with a crimson light, penetrating through the distance of uncountable light years as if it was nothing, directly assessing a certain sealed world…

    “What’s up?” The other man craned his neck up, an eyebrow shooting upwards. “Is it another scorpion in your underwear? I swear, this time it wasn’t me!”

    “So it was you last time, you fucker?” The black-haired man scowled. Then, as suddenly as he had stood up, a string-thick tendril of the red miasma coiling around him shot forwards at light speed, towards destinations unknown.

    “Someone used one of the things I made a long-ass time ago.” He finally clarified, as a smirk slowly reappeared on his face. “Heh, seems like that girl’s still alive. For some measure of alive. I guess she still exists?”

    “Would it kill you to be less of a cryptic ass?”

    “It is Nim. She just took on an apprentice.” The man sighed. “It is like having the clingiest ex-girlfriend who wouldn’t fucking rest in peace already, damnit.”

    “Huh.” A small white light flickered behind the blond man’s sunglasses. “Transcendents are as hard to kill as always.” There was a sudden pause. “Wait, you mean in that world?”

    “Yep. Things are going to get interesting over there. Sometime soon, I guess.” The black-haired man’s aura receded and disappeared completely.

    “So how’s your ex’s apprentice?”

    “Fine, she’s got a nice ass.”

    “Really?”

    “Nahh, she’s a loli. Not interested.” He shook his head dismissively. “Actually that might be more up your speed.”

    “For the last fucking time, Flei, I’m not a goddamn lolicon.” The blondie practically roared out.

    “How rude, rejecting the character trait I have graciously bestowed upon you. Some ungrateful people, I swear…”

    At the same time they bantered, the blond man threw an ace card to the table, causing a light to glow on the cards on his side of the table. Immediately, the eyes of the other man narrowed into slits.

    “Erilion, if you are cheating again, I swear by all the gods I’ve ever stabbed in the dick…”

    “Flei.”

    “… or dick-looking appendages…”

    “Flei.”

    “… or meter-long tentacle dicks…”

    “Flei.”

    “… or weird vagina-looking holes…”

    “Flei.”

    “… or oh god whatever the fuck that was supposed to be…”

    “Fleithern.”

    “What.”

    “First, you are the one who was cheating last game. Second, shut up and play.” The man called Erilion growled.

    “Uuuugh. Fine. Okay.” Fleithern sat back into his position at the other side of the table, and stared despondently at the game they had been playing for the last eight months. “Is there no way to steer this thing?”

    “No.”

    “Damnit. Fine. Best of ten?”

    “Deal.”

    “The one who loses forgoes pants for the rest of eternity.”

    “Okay, pants are for losers anyway.”

    Both of them drew a card.

    “So, were you serious about helping me out with that cultist chick…”

    -----------------------------------------

    Suddenly, you felt Nim’s arms let go of you, and then she rubbed your head. “Thank you.” Her voice wavered slightly. You could see that she was showing an extremely complex expression on her face. “Really… thank you.”

    She then smiled kindly at you. “I’m sorry to say, but the time we’re able to remain in contact is brief. We’re only able to talk with each other while you are asleep, in your dreams… and that is only sometimes. This dream… this talk, is going to end soon.”


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    [22:56] <@Sei> for once airen isn't the uke
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    [22:56] <@Airen> Yeah I kinda thought I was the girl too!

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    Aaaaah so that’s what she meant, eh. Inwardly clicking my tongue in annoyance as the Oni closes I brace myself for the incoming attack, don’t think I’ll be dodging this one, eh? An expert usage of its bulk and reach, it seems I owe these ones an apology I didn’t expect them to display this level of skill, can’t believe all the stereotypes ya hear can ya.

    “Kuh” Cursing my own failure and the damn monsters my hand twitches as I try to mitigate the power of the blow, I’ll kill you slowly, I’ll kill you, slowly, painfully for that…

    Well perhaps I’m exaggerating a bit eh? After realizing how I wouldn’t be able to dodge I had expected to be smashed like bug but, while the hit had certainly hurt, it hasn’t really hurt thaaaaaaat much, eh. Sorry, sorry little Oni’s but looks like you’re not the only ones who play unfair, also guess I owe someone else an apology, chess man has got a swell little thing going on.

    Following the momentum of the strike I remain standing as I quickly take stalk of what’s goin’ on, Sherry, Zhenya, Hiyori, Gwen, ah, sorry, sorry eh, fearless leader while I would love to provide you an opening by getting it all riled up at me it looks like gwen be needing a tad more of a helping hand at the moment.

    “Hoy, hoy, hoy, what’cha doing eh? Ya going around looking all big an’ scary eh but then when it comes time to throw down ya hit me like it’s an sleepover pillow fight, eh? I can’t tell if ya being naughty or nice, but ya know ya don’t reeeeaaally gotta hold back for my sake baby blue, ahahaha I’m built great north tough?

    …Aaaaaah wait, wait you were holdin’ back right?” Staring worriedly at the Oni infront of me I continue. “I mean I’ll give ya the benefit of the doubt I felt that one ya sure, but I also feel more sore from just ma trainin’ eh? I’m worried my little blue ya built up that much size and ya can’t throw a knock, all the cute girl’s will be makin’ fun of ya and just between me and ya but that sounds like a crummy future to look forward to, eh? Ah well no worry, no worry my little baby blue friend ya got me, I’ll whip ya in shape and show ya what a real Oni is like ahahahaha!” Grinning innocuously at the Oni front of me I direct my power and snatch the club from the Oni before it can begin to attack gwen some more and then waving I call out. “Sorry, sorry, eh just needin’ to borrow this gotta show ya boys what a real Oni would look like, eh? No need to be shy though just feel free to jump in ta the demonstration, the more the marrier ahaha! Now then let’s get started!” Stomping my feet one after the other I assume an exaggerated stance with the club slung over my shoulder and beckoning the Oni forward with my hand.

    These things seemed wield those clubs with unusual skill and they seem rather well taken care of so let’s hope this little leap of logic pays off and they turn out to be rather attached to them.

    Wiseup:
    Stats:
    Strength – 26 (21*1.25)
    Defense – 31 (17*1.25+10)
    Spirit – 13 (11*1.25)
    Spirit Defense – 12 (10*1.25)
    Agility 36 (21*1.25+10)
    Evasion 27 (14*1.25+10)

    Pawn piece ascension; one turns remaining

    Perk:
    Analytics

    Allows to analyze patterns of movement and action of enemy monsters after three turns of fighting them. Also allows an analysis of the situation and of the current terrain on details visible to the naked eye. May also make it easier to obtain clues during an investigation
    Two turns remaining

    Power:
    [Steals an object being held by the target as long as said object is being touched by Mammon. 15 SP]
    Last edited by Vritra; June 19th, 2017 at 01:29 AM.

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