《Sadistic Player In A Fantasy Game World》Kobolds (1)
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"It may not be intimate, but I rather like the way his blood splattered all over me as I shot him from point-blank range," whispered Gray, looking at his gun as if it were the most precious thing in the world.
"Oi, you. Are you still resting?" asked Gray, pointing the barrel of his gun at Tesse's forehead as he approached her.
The bullet wound wasn't fatal enough to kill her, however, she had still lost a lot of blood, and there was a hole in her innards. Healing all that damage caused her to become nauseous, the side effects of her ability making it too hard for her to even stand.
"Get up and search them for valuables, we'll move as soon as you confirm that you've taken everything of possible use from them," ordered Gray, pressing the tip of his pistol so hard on her forehead that it left a mark.
Tesse looked right past the barrel of his gun, straight into Gray's eyes, not a hint of fear present on her face, "Yes master," she replied, using her spear as a crutch to stand up.
What was left of the gang members could hardly be called remains. Some of their corpses had been turned to mincemeat, due to all the slicing that Gray had done. The others who had been lucky enough to have died from a gunshot had been sucked dry of all their blood, turning them into shriveled-up skin bags.
Not even flies would land on what was left on the road, viscera, blood, urine, and excreta wreaked havoc on Tesse's senses as she tried searching through the gang member's clothes. However, she soldiered through, her master's orders being more important than anything else.
"P-please, s-spare me," begged a gang member. His face, or what was left of it at least, had pieces of flesh hanging from it, blood dripping to the floor as he lay there covered in blood and piss, shaking as he begged Tesse for his life.
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"Master thi-" Tesse was about to say, but Gray quickly shrugged her off, he was too busy studying his new weapon to pay any attention to small insignificant details.
"If he's alive just kill him quickly, I want to go looking for more firearms to study," said Gray, a hysterical smile on his face as he lifted his gun to the air and stared at it with great enthusiasm.
"P-please young lady, y-you d-don't have to d-" the gang member's begging was cut short as blood filled his throat.
Tesse had become proficient at aiming for vital spots much like her master. With one swift movement, she punctured the gang member's jugular, flooding his mouth with blood.
After several minutes of thoroughly searching the corpses, Tesse found nothing of real value. Her clothes were stained, red, brown, and yellow from going through all that waste, and her arms were painted red with blood till her elbows.
"They have nothing of value master," announced Tesse, as she stood as straight as she could under the side-effects of her ability.
"I expected as much, very well then. It seems that you're going to be nothing but dead weight if I take you along with me to go complete the dungeon," said Gray, turning the gun back into blood and absorbing it into his mark.
"N-no maste-"
"Listen here. I don't care what kind of servitude bullshit you got going on in your broken little mind. But, I'm not willing to waste all the time I invested in you, just for you to go and die in an F-difficulty dungeon." said Gray, holding Tesse by the neck as he did.
Tesse offered no resistance, almost lying limp in his vyse, "Now go home. We'll commence training once I get back," ordered Gray, releasing her and walking towards the dungeon by himself.
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"I'll try to be more useful from now on master," whispered Tesse as she fell to the ground, bruises in the shape of Gray's fingers showing on her neck.
"It seems that she's just an expendable doll rather than a partner. Sigh, which means we can't use her as leverage," whispered a man in a brown hood from behind a building where he had been watching the whole time.
"But still, Master was right. He is a brutish beast, we best act with caution when dealing with him," whispered the man, as he removed his hood, revealing him to be Amos.
"Now to report to the Master on my findings," said Amos as he walked back to the information guild headquarters.
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"Hmm, Eastfield park. This should be it," whispered Gray as he looked at the information that the information guild had given him about the dungeon.
"It seems that I'm not the only one who knows about it,' thought Gray as he noticed the small crowd waiting outisde.
The portal was still red, signifying that the maximum number of participants had already entered. Several small groups were sitting haphazardly under trees, waiting for the portal to turn blue so that they could enter.
Gray sat under a tree alone, keeping an eye on the portal.
"What happened to you kid?" asked a woman with chocolate brown skin, and a scar on her face. She looked down on Gray who was sitting under the shade of a tree, noticing that he had dried blood all over his face and clothes.
Gray ignored her, only paying attention to the portal.
"Hey, can't you hear her talking to you!" shouted one of the men behind her. They all wore a bandana with a raised fist insignia, alerting everyone that they were all part of the same group.
"Do you have any idea who she is?" asked another one of her men, they were five in total including the woman in the front.
"She's one of the captains of the Riot guild, that's right, the biggest guild in town," boasted another one of her men, pissing Gray off.
Right as Gray was about to refute, the portal turned blue.
Gray stood up and brushed past the group, heading straight for the portal.
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8 297The Legend of Fanaura: Cursed
'Hey, need some help there?' An unfamiliar voice echoed through her mind, and she startled, losing her grip on the red phial. It rolled through the grass, away from her. "Oh shoot!" she yelped, and her focus diverted from her opponent for a split second, but it was enough to prove fatal. The beast took advantage of her distraction and lunged towards her. She tried to back away, but in her haste, she stumbled and fell. She looked at the beast, inches away from her, and shut her eyes in fear. She raised her arms to cover her head, even if she knew it was futile. Yet seconds passed, and no pain came. Then she heard the beast let out a pained yelp. She opened her eyes to the familiar sounds of battle before her. A tall man stood before her, locked in battle with the beast. He wielded a sword as long as his height, yet it didn't seem to hinder him in the slightest. She watched in awe as he swung the obviously heavy sword around as if it were light as a feather. His movements were swift and precise, and it didn't take long before the beast fell to the ground, motionless. “You alright there, miss?” The man sheathed his sword across his back, before turning to her. Her eyes widened when she heard his voice. It was the same voice who had that had spoken into her mind and the cause of her almost-fatal distraction. "You...!" she hissed.***She was the chosen one to end the war between the Goddesses when they were supposed to take care of the world balance. Refused to be the pawn of the Goddess she chooses to kill herself, thinking that it will end her obligation and suffering. But when she woke up in another body, she realized that she can't outrun her fate. Being reborn in the same world after the end of the Goddesses war in a pre-apocalyptic situation, she knew she needs to face her fate as the cursed heroine. But her path won't be easy as darkness lurks and hidden between her friends and comrades waiting to punch her in the back and ruined her journey of redemption and world saving. Would she succeed or succumbed once more?
8 113I Devour Mechas
WPC Bronze WinnerI accidentally ingested an experimental mecha core and now I can turn into a mecha at will. And as it turns out, the experimental mecha core has a unique attribute - devour.Oh yes, that’s right.I can devour other mechas.With a single thought, I can absorb any mecha’s software and deconstruct their hardware to make it my own. I can also combine all the mechas I devour and turn myself into a perfect version of them all.I have no idea how this incredible mecha core came to be. All I know is that with it, I am unstoppable.I will be a mecha emperor of the entire universe. You should come along for the ride and witness history unfold before your very eyes.
8 190An Empire Divided
The Fey Danan Empire and the Kingdom of Loire, are considering an alliance. A chance meeting presents an opportunity, will you seize it?. Shadows move around the board, will they be brought to light, before nights settles in?.
8 111The Black Lord's Promise
It is said that the path to hell is paved with good intentions. Perhaps this does not matter if the world itself is corrupt. Change, then, is to be feared only by those who are themselves corrupt. The first chapter is an extended prologue that sets the scene of a riparian frontier of an alternate world, somewhere between medieval and the pre-industrial age, during an era of turmoil and possibility. A mysterious man is summoned to bring forth a new kingdom, but does he bring hope or calamity?
8 186The Advice Column I
NOTE: This work reached the maximum amount of parts, so please go to our latest "Advice Column" work if you wish to request for advice.© Cover art by The-Advice-Column
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