《Stuck in a game world with an OP shop》Chapter 41
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Chapter 41
Of course, I don't get the chance to run for that long. Before even five minutes to running, I run into another one of those leeches. This time, with my bow and iron arrows, I kill it in six shots to the mouth and collect its body. I can't see anything that would be craftable from it, except maybe green paint.
With the Black Leech in my inventory, I went on to kill endless waves of the leeches in the cave. For some reason, the leeches did not the depths of the cave, or somewhere above, but instead came from inside the walls. True to their gelatinous appearance, they oozed from tiny holes in the wall and grew to be anywhere from 10 to 20 feet long in height and 30 to 50 feet in length.
For killing the leeches, the bow is the obvious choice. Swords are not able to do enough damage to the slimy textured skin of the leech without getting extremely close where being swallowed by the leech would become a huge risk. With a bow, I can use multi-shot to group three arrows inside the mouth of the leech. It usually takes two sets of three to kill a leech, but sometimes takes three or four.
The more I hunt, the more I realize how having a large amount of extra arrows would be beneficial to these little expeditions. When the next shop day comes, I'm going to buy at least 500 more iron arrows.
I could switch to the crossbow, but I don't have the ability to use multi-shot with it, and iron arrows are doing a fine enough job by just piercing the skin of the leeches.
After killing 15 of the Giant Black Leeches, as they were called by the Identification Vision, I came up to a small stream. There is nothing in the stream, and it doesn't look particularly polluted. I could follow the stream for a while and see where it takes me. If the stream leads out of the cave, great, I would like to see the surface again. If the stream leads to an underground stream, fuck me. Without much of a choice, I follow the stream.
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As I follow the stream, the cave gradually becomes smaller and smaller. If I try to imagine how this place formed, I would think that it was once filled with lava which gradually drained out. If that is true, I could very well be following the cave to the center of the earth. Kinda cool, but not really what I want.
I suppose if the leeches are living down here, something else has to be as well. Or at least, there are some plants. I hope it's another living thing and not just leeches and plants.
I keep going down the cave, but I see something ahead. It has been a long time that I've been walking, and I don't exactly know what time it is. It was the morning of the 38th when I left to see the dragon fight, which I totally regret doing now, and it's probably been a day since then, or more.
Anyways, the things that I see is a village. I know, strange to see a village in the deep dark cavern, but I see the outlines of buildings and some torches lighting the infinite darkness.
I really hope they aren't vampires or something.
As I walk to the edge of the village, two spear warriors come out to greet me.
"You there," They say, pointing their spears at me. "How did you get here?" Well, let me tell you. I was fighting a dragon when I fell through a hole in the top of the mountain and survived by pulling 400 feet of cloth out of my ass.
"I broke into this cavern from the top of a mountain very far back that way," I say, pointing back the direction I came from. "I was unable to get back out. Do you have an exit this way?" I think I can see a red glow in their eyes. Damn, they are vampires.
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Murim Recurve
At the lowest point of her life, the daughter of a noble family encounters a human—a denizen of Myth in her world—and inherits his fate. Blinded, and betrayed, her perception of the world became skewed, only to realise a shocking fact: Her world wasn’t real. What was Virtual? And What was Reality? In a world where supernatural elements run amok, she had to seek the truth, and decide whether to live in her Virtual World or barge into Reality.
8 348Immovable Mage
What do you call a mage incapable of casting spells? In this story, we usually call him Terry. When the boy is accepted into Arcana Academy, his talent in the pillars of mana foundation awes everyone. All the bigger is the eventual disappointment when Terry turns out to be an utter failure at spellwork. Diagnosis? Major aspect impairment. No cure. Ever. Faced with expulsion, Terry is blessed with the unexpected kindness of others. Terry loses his spot in the Academy but in exchange, he finds a home with a family. Terry starts to train as a pure mana cultivator but never stops looking for his own path as a mage – day after day, season after season, always searching for compatible spellwork… Until finally, Terry’s perseverance earns him a single spell – the only spell he will ever be able to cast. Disclaimers: Chapter Frequency: I aim for one chapter a week. Chapter Length: I try to keep chapters between 3000 and 6000 words. Binge Preference: I plan for 30 chapters per arc. If you want to binge a complete arc, then that is the number to wait for. I will also add a line to chapters indicating the beginning and end of an arc. Advanced Access: I have created a patreon page with early access to four chapters for patrons. What to Expect: Progression fantasy with a western fantasy setting and with eastern fantasy elements. A main character that is forced to explore a very narrow path of magic due to a permanent condition. A main character that is a part of a larger cast. A main character that is growing but won't become the strongest around anytime soon. A story following a single main character but with introduction or theme setting scenes without the main character. What Not to Expect: Edgy grimdark characters – I will never write a sexual violence scene or gory descriptions of torture. I hate reading it and I would hate writing it even more. Romance – romantic relationships will never be the focus of the story and only appear in the background. The main character is preoccupied with other stuff. Other forms of relationships (family, friends, companions) play a bigger role. Cover: The cover art was commisioned from redditor Linh-Nguyen87. The font is alita brush by Inovatype Typefoundry. Overview: 001–030 Arc 1, Cultivating Perseverance: complete. 031–060 Arc 2, Undying Defiance: complete. 061–090 Arc 3, Unyielding Fury: scheduled for publishing. 091–120 Arc 4, Savage Hope: scheduled for publishing. 121–150 Arc 5, Self-Made Fate: first draft in progress. 151–180 Arc 6, Heretic Style: sketching in progress. Further Arcs are still in the sketching and idea collection phase.
8 200First RE:Guards
Status: Never to return again in this form (But the characters shall appear in a rewrite) I used to be a fire fighter. The requirements were easy enough with today's technology. Machines did the heavy lifting. Artificial intelligences put together action plans with the greatest resolution possible. Most days were simple jobs, first aid on minor fires, cats stuck in pipes too fine for machines, or when alarms went off that normal security scans couldn't eliminate. Most of the time our only skill was being willing to go into dangerous areas and follow orders, only I died running into the latest in biological terror. A beast that spawned fire. I remember the pain, it overwhelmed everything. Now I've woken in a new sort of existence. One where the only creature to view is a little girl, and she needs my help. Isabella Brand. Izzy, my one light in world of darkness and pain. She has the makings of a mage in her world and I'm going to be her spirit animal.
8 187An Adventurer's Journal
The stories of heroes and legends are the stories of the survivors. Few are the would be heroes that take the time to chronical their trials. Simeon is one of those would be heroes, because when you have no deeds to your name and no one to mourn your loss, then you might as well leave behind some evidence that you tried to make a difference.
8 201instafamous ✩ lrh [DISCONTINUED]
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8 185Say You'll Stay
I met him the first chance at freedom I had. He was the boy from the rival team, and I was the coach's daughter. And like the naive child I was, I followed him to the backseat of his car.An hour later, he kicked me out and left me in the driveway of a stranger's house.Five years later, he came back.(A/N: A spicy second chance romance set in a small town with a touch of humor. Editing will commence after the writing is completed.)
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