《System Armageddon - A New Term》Chapter 8
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Of course, Wyvern knew that webs could burn. While Marsh and Squiggs took swipes at the spider, Wyvern bent over, concentrated on her finger and said, “fire.”
A small flame appeared on her finger and burned the web to ashes. She braced herself to get burned. When the pain didn’t come she relaxed a little. The fire didn’t burn her!
She guessed that, because she was the one who cast it, the flames didn’t hurt her.
Now free, Wyvern ran up to the spider and hacked a thin leg off.
And while it was distracted from the pain, Marshmallow bit down on it’s butt, pulled it from the corner and shook it. Then it used its fluffy back legs to kick the arachnid dead.
Congratulations! You and your tamed monsters have defeated a level 7 Greulder! Congratulations! You have gained a level! You are now level 3! Congratulations! You have gained a level! You are now level 4!
Wyvern realized that if you wanted to be lazy during the System Armageddon, there were worse classes to choose from than a pet class like Monster Tamer.
Little Cutie bent down and looked like he was about to pick up the loot.
The spider had turned into a large, round and fleshy ball with a hole in its center, all surrounded by a glass ball. She was pretty sure it was a web sac. But she also didn’t want to break it open and touch it because it was gross and fleshy.
At least the rat meat had been wrapped in plastic. And the Wolsker... loot had been in a Tupperware. This System really wasn’t consistent.
She had written characters who didn’t give a shit about picking up weird body parts, but she was not them.
“Squiggs, do you want it?” She pointed to the sac.
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“Voss!” He picked up the ball and placed it in one of the pouches on his waist.
From there, she opened the front door, checked to make sure her house wasn’t overrun with tiny monsters and entered.
“Alright, everyone go wash up. To celebrate the beginning of Armageddon, I’m making cookies!”
“Mmerower!”
“Sorry Marsh. Unless you can shrink down, you’ll have to wait in the back yard.”
“Grrrower.”
“I know, I know. I’ll get you some meat. Just be patient.”
***
As her boy helped her goblin wash in the bathroom, Wyvern flopped down on the couch and pulled out her phone. She sent another text to her husband.
Wyvern: I miss you. If you don’t come home soon, then I’ll have to go get you.
No response came.
“Tch.”
She entered her writer’s discord channel again.
Wyvern Cuddles: I can’t believe I actually survived that!
Wraith: Congratulations on not dying!
Wyvern Cuddles: Thank you! Now I’m just taking a break before I start making the best two best cookie recipes ever. One of which is pumpkin. Don’t judge me.
Metal Fruit: Oh, I’m judging. ;)
Wraith: Maybe try to gain more levels while you can?
Wyvern Cuddles: I’ll level when I have to go rescue my husband from work tomorrow, if he’s not back tonight. For now, I just want to keep things normal, for my Little Cutie. At least for today.
Wyvern Cuddles: That’s all I can do for him.
CrazyCore: Okay, I’ve been thinking about this and I can’t help but wonder if it's not just a coincidence that the System Armageddon is happening now.
Wyvern Cuddles: What do you mean?
CrazyCore: Well, remember how we talked just the other day about how everyone had converted their Apocalypse stories to Armageddon stories? What if, and I know this sounds crazy… but what if that caused it to happen?
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Wraith: That sounds unlikely.
CrazyCore: Yeah. I know.
Wyvern Cuddles: Honestly, I’m just surprised you all decided to use my suggestion. Well, @Cliffhanger thought of the same name as me just a day earlier.
Wraith: It is a pretty generic term for that sub-subgenre.
CrazyCore: Sure, but words and intentions have meaning. At least, that’s what it seems like in this New Earth.
Wyvern Cuddles: So, you think we could end the Armageddon by changing the name back?
CrazyCore: Not really. Like I said, this was just a random thought.
Wyvern Cuddles: Because there were so many other good suggestions offered, like SysApoc. Though saying System Armageddon is more fun, imho.
CarryOnKnight: You know, we all could have gotten around the Trademark by adding “like” at the end right? I mean, it worked for Roguelike.
Wyvern Cuddles: I’m not sure about that. We would have had to check with a lawyer.
Wyvern Cuddles: Honestly, I don’t know why someone wouldn’t want a subgenre named after their novels. Like, just the amount of searches you’d get on it alone would help sell your books.
CarryOnKnight: I’m sure he had his own reasons for it. And now his apocalypse books are all under the System Armageddon genre, anyway.
Wyvern Cuddles: Writing is hard. Trying to make a living off writing is even harder! I just wish…
Wyvern Cuddles: Well, I guess with the System Armageddon, it doesn’t matter any more.
CrazyCore: But what if we could end it all by changing the name again… just not to the name we dare not speak?
Wraith: So, what you’re saying is that we should rename it to the LitRPG Apocalypse to avoid the System Armageddon?
Wyvern Cuddles: Okay, LitRPG Apocalypse is pretty good. Goddamn it. How did I not think of that?
CrazyCore: I mean, it wouldn’t hurt to try. We did it once, we can do it again.
Wyvern Cuddles: I think it might be too late at this point.
Wyvern Cuddles: … How many of us are even still alive? @everyone. Can we get a rollcall. Let us know you’re still living and what you’re doing?
Dr McQuackins: I’m going around and collecting all of the duck paintings I can and saving them. They’ll be needed one day in the future!
Boats: I’m here! Although, I think Kingtude died while trying to fuck a snake girl. RIP.
Kingtude: I’m not dead yet.
Boats: But what about the snake girl?
Metal Fruit: Just here trying to convince myself that I can train by killing monsters. T.T
Zero to Seven: Continuing my hiatus.
Wyvern Cuddles: *Hugs* @Zero to Seven
Wyvern Cuddles: At this point we’re all on hiatus
Dr McQuackins: Actually, I’m still updating in between preserving duck paintings.
Blake: My wife and I are leveling like crazy! We’re also gathering supplies, so we can survive. You all should too! This is going to be one hell of a storm.
Cliffhanger: I think I might finally tell—
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