ã€ŠThe ARES Showã€‹


 00: These are the players

    The hour had arrived, after thirteen years of development without any pause, the biggest project of the year had finally been completed. The 923,365,485,541,021,144,536,988 people present beat their excited palms as they watched the central holograms unfold. The huge figure of a purple eye was formed and along with it the screams began. The eye moved away as if from a camera and then the rest of the aberrant body could be seen. A floating creature with a large eye, a mouth with sharp teeth, two tentacles with pointed toes and wearing a lizard costume of dubious quality gave a strange laugh.

    ¡°What do inferior beings of the XLVII century look like?!¡± he shouted and the audience went crazy.

    ¡°Finally we will start today''s main event! And...¡± it began to collide their eyeballs of the tentacles.

    ¡°Today we honor the rise of a historical figure for the RPG and for the group of ARES: The Great Dictator that took us out of the dark age of the XXI!¡± He pulled out his chest and gave a military salute.

    ¡°Tukeke Dictator!¡± he exclaimed and a tear welled up in his eye. After a little moment of silence he wiped his eye and with an elegant smile made the iconic greeting of the group: ¡°Hail Ares!¡± he stretched the right tentacle to the sky, which was imitated by most of the people present and accompanied by a sound similar to that of small water shot. When observing that reaction another drop rolled by the cheek of the creature and with a smile full of nostalgia could not avoid feeling happy and inspired by the old legends.

    He winked the eyes of his tentacles as a signal to start the show and four logos emerged: the first was made up entirely of dice that formed the word Ares, the second was a mixture of the propellers of a combat helicopter and the male signs and women who let glimpse the name 4Pache47, the third was blood spilled next to one with pieces of chicken instead of letters to write Leroy JK and the last was a word Versions that every second changed colors and textures.

    ¡°These were the four teams of inferior beings fortunate enough to participate in the first release of this marvel¡± he said and waved his arms excitedly. ¡°Why do not we know them a little?¡±

    Then the different logos disappeared and 4Pache47 took a place above the presenter, five obscured silhouettes surrounded him and he began to point out those figures one by one. The first to be signaled was illuminated and revealed a humanoid made on the basis of the classic green binary code that seemed to be falling. Right above his head you could read his nickname Badbg.

    "The most recent player in the team" the presenter read from a file, and looking confused, he looked through the paper twice and with a disappointed face proceeded to finish: ¡°It seems that this is all we know about him, boring to me¡±

    Without much encouragement he approached the next silhouette and revealed what and who he was. An old air conditioner was transformed into a small robot that for some reason used lenses.

    "The boy who will undoubtedly play three heavy jokes in two seconds and you will not be able to get angry," he said as his tone progressively improved and he recovered the excited spirit of before. ¡°Famous for having managed to defeat a Golden Elder Dragon with a COCONOUT! The great 1010! Those are achievements, damn¡±

    The next one turned out to be a little girl mounted on an empty giant armor that waved her sword causing bursts of air that almost did not bring out the three-eyed presenter.

    "How can we not remember it? The girl who achieves the impossible with her luck, is already in demand 344 times by game developers, server administrators, players and associations of different tournaments under the suspicion of deliberately hacking the base program" he looked with a sarcastic face at the audience. "And none of them was proven, or so they say, P''P!"

    Next to her was a simpler Avatar, a Doctor in his lab coat and a gas mask, who was instantly visible to all and pulled out a crumpled document from his pocket saying "Please go see a Doctor twice a year, I recommend Mathematics."

    "This guy, shameless, aggressive and compulsive, he won the hearts of all of us by sacrificing himself last year so that his team had the chance to win the Spatial Hit Parody tournament, BiologiMaster!" he walked away a little and whispered: "It''s a pity that his team did not find out about it until the end and decided not to recognize him as a member by winning" he laughed.

    "And finally we have the most famous member," he yelled, giving a double turn to aim at the last silhouette.

    He was a shirtless muscular man with huge black hair and tight leather pants. That man turned around and throwing his hair to the other side revealed the face and body of a woman who, when she tied up ropes, was wearing a backless leather spy suit.You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

    "And there they are, the only one in the world who has been able to play two characters at the same time in Crazy Day Revenge! PlusG !, and here are the five teammates of the player who received the most votes from Individual way with a total of ... "He stopped to read book for a few seconds and quickly passed ten pages. "I will never read such a number," he said, throwing the book back.

    The presentations continued using the same dynamic with the Leroy JK team. The first of the five members of this one had the appearance of a giant chicken.

    "This guy is the best, no, honestly I do not know almost anyone who can be as loyal and as good with his teammates as this guy, ladies and farms he is Chicken!" He adopted a seductive look. "The man who will always be there to support them"

    Then he directed his tentacles to two shadows at the same time teaching a bodybuilder so hairless that shining opaque his facial features to resemble a mirror that reflected all the light of the place and a martial artist who was so hairy gave the impression of being a a mass of hair covered by a karate suit and nothing else.

    "Well, what can we say about Leee and Rooooyyy, both are brutal, both are smart and yet both have deliberately ignored the few odds and have died more than a million times in several games. Of course, these are the most persistent lower beings that exist in the world"

    And the two final avatars were a woman in flames and another with so many weapons that the correct thing would not be to say that he wore them, but that they wore him.

    "And here we have the duo of Jeeen and Kiiinns !, the only beings that have beaten seven times the world record for more enemies defeated in Spatial Hit Parody without dying once." According to Wikipedia, they have killed an average of 70,000 per game in those seven games." he pulled out a document. "They are the members of the team that gathered the most votes to participate, with an amount that surely exceeds what I can say without the need to invent numbers that do not exist!"

    The Avatars of this team were placed at the bottom next to the others. The presenter hit three times a red button at his side releasing tons of false confetti that covered the place and filled it like a huge pool.

    "As everyone will know, the next team is the one that millions of you hate just for being chosen, those whose luck brought them the greatest and most special adventure of their lives and perhaps even those of their future grandchildren." He took a microphone and turned off the lights of the place to get all the attention. "The team ... Versions!" he exclaimed turning to see the background that was illuminated by a single light revealing a man dressed in a jacket and white glasses, a black shirt and a formal attitude; a girl wearing lions and wolves on her body; a queen in a red dress sitting on her throne holding a golden scepter; a subject with a flannel and a monkey smoking a cigar and a man built with blocks for children of different colors.

    "And they are Vertical, Vorpal, Victorious, Vicious and Virtual the members of the team chosen at random among the infinite requests that all sent" he stammered in the fastest way he could to get past them soon.

    "Having already fulfilled most of the agenda of presentations and observing the obvious need for the game to begin, we will skip the presentation of the group of chosen at random among the members of ARES, because, and they all saw the Directorate of two days ago in which were chosen five members that met the META, Veteran, Otaku, Gamer and Noob categories"

    The holograms dispersed leaving the solitary presenter on a colossal map. "I''ll finally talk about the project," he pulled out a black tie and stuck it under his round body.

    "This is the first virtual reality game that can be as dynamic as tabletop role-playing games. Thousands of engineers dedicated themselves to creating trillions of logarithms to fulfill that dream of playing a role in the digital world perfectly, being able to resemble the worlds that the Dungeons Masters create and today, from today; we will transmit the first test of this system in a Tournament"

    "The four teams will compete in a medieval world, following the rules of a prehistoric game system from the time of the great Tukeke Dictator, fulfilling missions, or not, killing dragons, or not, and, especially, discovering how to win, OR no! The game will end when a team discovers and successfully made the final adventure, the teams have been exterminated among themselves leaving at least one representative of some team standing or "He showed a murderous look and blood ran through his mouth. "All the players die"

    The spectators began to shout supporting their favorites, praising the technology and wishing that they soon give free rein so that the system can be downloaded.

    "I am Belal the superior Beholder and current ARES dictator and declared that the game has started!" he said and immediately the live broadcast was placed inside the game.

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    "For legal reasons, I''m forced to say that no one who dies in the game will die in real life," Belal said grudgingly. "Condemned legal clauses, nor those we were to imitate that clich¨¦, at least not apropos."

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 01: Character Creation

    "What the hell with that presentation?" said Vicious, the segment where they were supposed to have presented their team had just passed. "It would have been better if that shit host had omitted us and now, Damn! Now I''m angry"

    He was in his isolation capsule and from there he did not expect he would not leave in a long time. At the beginning of the character creation phase, total immersion would begin and his body would be left in a comatose state under the care of the machinery that would feed him and help his body to stay optimal thanks to the same technological advances that made the game possible. Being able to intercept, interpret, interrupt and redirect brain waves control of a character in virtual reality is possible, however, until today the use and application of it was limited because the body was inert and the long duration of the simulations was harmful in the long term and ¡ªalthough health could be maintained with periodic breaks¡ª the various side effects that caused discomfort in the user were quite annoying; now they are a thing of the past. With the isolation capsules not only memory and actions are transmitted to the game, actions are also generated for the body to perform during its stay in the game. Things like walking, stretching, eating, blinking and even practicing Yoga are the things that this advance allows. Most doctors who favor the use of this mechanism believe that the health of many people would benefit from exercising without being aware of being in the network or a game.

    However, the capsules in which the players were still not fully activated yet. To be capable to observe the presentation Vicious had to observe a screen inside of it, angry and frustrated for not being able to communicate with his colleagues who should, according to what he believed be equal or more outraged with the abuse. When the systems of the capsule were activated, he was glad for a miserable moment, since when he activated, the character creation phase began and he found himself in a lonely gray place that little by little became a fifteenth century tavern with a single table of old wood.

    "Welcome, Vicious, to the creation room, please take a seat at the Dungeon Master''s table," said a voice that came from nowhere.

    With a scowl he approached the table and laid his butt on a wooden chair that appeared on the spot. When he sat down a list was displayed on the table. It stated that now he was going to the continent called Karnel?n. That his goal there was to explore the area and fulfill other missions granted by the Asmart Exploration Committee. That he had been chosen among the different inhabitants of the continent due to his capacity and his previous knowledge, because he is one of the few beings recognized for having reincarnated in this world and coming from an earlier one with some general knowledge.

    "What the hell, then we are characters from those Chinese series that Virtual likes so much," he muttered irritably, "so what, will we kill the demon king or will we be the best exploration group in the country or such a stupid thing? I must give this room to any other idiot"

    "Please Vicious, take these dice and declare your skills and abilities." When pronouncing those words three dice of six faces fell on the table and a floating knife marked the word Force in a corner. "The first quality that will be determined will be your Strength, that is, the muscular quality and power of your body"

    "Do not say obvious things"

    He reached out and grabbed the dice, shook them a little and threw them on the table. In his mind was the idea that it would be easy to get good numbers, when the dice fell he saw that the faces were different from the usual; the scale was not from one to six but from 0.5 to 3. The first die fell with the top face at the maximum giving a beautiful +3, the other two got +2 and +2.5 respectively. They added in a good +7.5 that; according to his knowledge about school probability, he was higher than average. He smirked for a second until he saw how a huge red -5 hit his beautiful number by removing more than half and leaving just +2.5.

    The knife floated swiftly and with a pair of furious cuts he wrote +2.5 next to the title. Vicious frowned for a second as he remembered a little of the lightning rules they had been told before entering the capsules in less than five minutes and on their way to them. Soon he breathed three times and very deeply when he realized thanks to previous concepts of game designs that he had studied in the last year that the big numbers before turned out to be an annoyance at the time where paper was still being cut by trees.

    "They could well ignore the least five, what first impression shit"

    He grabbed the dice again and aggressively relaunched them after seeing how the knife determined that the next statistic was called Dexterity, aware of the mathematics the numbers jumped to his head as they rolled the six-sided dice.

    "Considering that the usual average of a d6 tends to be 4 and these dice are listed in a similar way I guess that would say that in these is a 2" He smiled arrogantly for a second as he felt smarter than anyone to understand how it worked system, because in his mind he could not stop imagining the suffering that some of his companions should have to not know what to expect at the time of rolling the dice. Expression that twisted into a huge tantrum with the result.

    "What the hell is wrong with these crap dice!" exclaimed observing the pathetic +2, +1 and +0.5 that together were not more than +3.5. "The average convict is supposed to be 6 or 5, why the hell is reality less likely to touch me?!"

    And his face worsened when he saw the bloodthirsty -5 appear and destroy his hopes of being a fast character leaving a resounding -1.5. He picked up the dice one by one, breathing in the rhythm that his psychologist had taught him to calm down, but! He felt like sending to hell the algorithm of probabilities that so blatantly ruined one of his labels as a professional player.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.

    He saw reluctantly as the knife wrote as if nothing had happened. The Constitution title caught his attention, surely that would be the biggest factor for which his health would be affected recurrently in the game, and although it was not his style, with a poor Dexterity it seemed better to choose to become a wall with legs having no chance to be a murderer.

    He threw the dice.

    The verbiage of profanity that he uttered threatening to kill Belal had to be censored from the live one because of obscenities bordering on racism and reminiscent of a burning of people that occurred millennia ago.

    +2

    +1

    +2

    Those poor numbers did not give any fight against the -5 that devoured them as a dessert.

    Vicious placed his hands on his head and began to massage his throbbing vein. He read the warning that was sent by the producers about his comments and already disappointed with the bad fortune decided to throw the dice without expecting anything more than have the opportunity to become some kind of living being who may walk and interact with others who are mentally retarded.

    "At least I''ll know what it''s like to be Vertical" he thought to relax, sighed and threw the dice discouraged.

    Intelligence +3 +2 +1 -5 = +1

    Wisdom +1.5 +1.5 +1.5 -5 = -0.5

    Charisma +3 +3 +3 -5 = +4

    He raised his arms to the sky when he saw that one of his statistics alleviated ¡ªjust a little¡ª the pain of the other results. At the end of the knife disappeared and on the table appeared a holographic search engine with its respective typed.

    "Do you want to see the recommendations, user Vicious?" said the voice of the system.

    He stopped a second and scratched his chin; it was obvious that the only viable option in this game in the middle ages with his numbers was to become a kind of clown or musician. Rock or Metal could alleviate that aspect; however, like a flash an idea separated the others.

    "With these numbers I''m supposed to be someone with some muscle, clumsy, sickly who is barely aware of what''s going on around him and the only thing that knows how to do well is to release fart jokes." He hit the table and with a hateful smile wrote that word he hated so much.

    "I''m going to be a damn Anime main character," he said and the search engine did the rest.

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    In another simulated room; a classroom with a single desk, a blackboard and a piece of floating chalk was a girl with reddish hair dressed in a purple dress that waved her feet watching the pretty neon dice she held.

    "Please killerSweet declare your skills and abilities"

    "OK teacher," he said, releasing the dice on the small table, "are you supposed to be a teacher?" she picked up and rolled the dice again. "Is that strange, do the new ones receive classes on how to play or what the hell?" she said looking at the ceiling as he relaunched the dice. "Well Mario told me that he only had to follow instructions and then he would help me in the game." She repeated the shots twice more without paying attention to the chalk that was eating away at how fast he scored. "I wonder how much longer is going to happen to play, the other lasted two hours before starting to play and that filling some character data and I got bored and went to talk with Natsume." Just when she picked them up she released them.

    "Do you want to see the recommendations, user KillerSweet?" said the system.

    ¡°Please¡±

    With this response, several informative billboards that seemed to be made by elementary school children at their playground were displayed. In them they appeared different options of Classes, Races and Occupations but how she did not want to stop to read each one of her saw most of the corner and thanks to the images it was decided deciding for the most beautiful in each one of the categories.

    "Are you sure these are your choices?" said the system.

    ¡°Yes!¡±

    "From now on, until your last moment in the game you will be a foxgirl bard who worked as a Maid. Please say a name"

    He thought for a second and said:

    "I''ll call myself Amanda Martin, so I will not get confused"

    "Understood Amanda Martin, Welcome to Karnel?n" said the voice accompanied by some lines of code that vanished the whole place including it. It is worth mentioning that he never saw his numbers.

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    Strenght +3 +2.5 +1.5 -5 = +2

    Dexterity +2.5 +2 +2 -5 = +1.5

    Constitution +3 +2 +1.5 -5 = +1.5

    Intellingence +2 +2 +1 -5 = 0

    Wisdom +3 +2 +2 -5 = +2

    Charisma +1.5 +2.5 +2 -5 = +1

    "Yes those are my results, considering how they play Natsume, Richard and Lucas and that the most certain thing is that Amanda falls into the obvious and be some generic class, to ensure the balance and that I will be able to foresee every possible enemy attack ... I must seem a little selfish. "

    "Do you want to see recommendations, user Not Subaru?"

    "No thanks, I will be a clairvoyant of the lunar-eyed race who earns his living as a bodyguard. My name will be Tsuzuki Tsuki and I want my first selectable ability of the class to be Preparation as well as having training in Acrobatics, Arcane, Insight, Investigation and Perception" said a young man wearing a blue and red suit of sports jacket and pants with black sneakers. "Oh, and do not forget to specifically place a Rapier as my weapon from my initial team"

    After that, the surprise comments of the live were out of control and the bets made came down because of the millions of comments and withdrawals in complaint that he already knew in depth the game.

    "Not for nothing did I win in the Metagame category," he said arrogantly, implying to the audience that he had an idea of how they had reacted. "It is not difficult to guess the system and the available personalization¡¯s when you memorize everything" he clarified when was welcomed to the new world.

 02: What should be done first always

    The clear sky allowed the sun to fall and overwhelm the boat that slow and steady moved through the waves of the sea. Just on deck were a couple of men chatting about how impatient they were to reach the new continent they had been told so much about. They said that it was the discovery of the century and that scholars began to debate whether the world was really an infinite extension or perhaps some kind of cycle like a sphere.

    Among the jokes and cheerful laughs of the navigators for being barely two hours away from one of the coastal camps, five individuals woke up and reacted standing to one side, separated from the others in a circle; as if they had been talking for a while before. One of them was a black rat man with a visibly worn gray flannel and brown trousers with holes that on one leg looked like shorts and on the other a monkey on the length. He raised his fists, ignoring the others around him, carefully observed his fists full of bandages and smiled impressed.

    On the left side of the Mouse was a teenager with black hair with red highlights on all sides, who was wearing a set of clothes that stood out for having complex fabrics and seemed to be a unique piece to the body of the young man. The young man paid no attention to the others and drew his Long Sword and slid his fingers over it while stammering some words in an inaudible tone. To the left of the young man, almost in front of the Mouse, a huge gray wolf was sitting like a dog and wearing a large piece of blue cloth that acted as a tunic and cape. The Wolf closed his eyes, sniffed, and with a smile similar to that of a human, he suddenly transformed into a girl with long, messy gray hair and the previous tunic completely covered him from the shoulders to his bare feet. Just on his left side an Elf-with somewhat dirty clothes that resembled what a climber would use to go in search of adventure-took the rope that tied something behind his back and turned it looked at the rustic handmade shotgun. He checked that it was loaded, made sure of the operation of the mechanism by moving the trigger with the safety on and with his hand he felt in his pocket as he had more ammunition. His macabre grimace and psychotic look came from a face that at first glance would cause a calm first impression.

    Contemplating the circle a tall man with features of purple orcs did not look at anyone but only the Great Ax who untied his back and admired the sharpness that this was passing his fingers over the edge with a grimace of complacency. After those simultaneous samples of mutual disinterest by those beings that formed the circle, each of them turned to his right taking a combat stance. The mouse started a set of legs, the boy ignited his sword in a blue fire, the girl revealed her right arm carrying a rapier, the Elf pointed his shotgun at the Orc and he raised his ax in preparation for the powerful blow he would execute whoever.

    They laughed and without exchanging a word were divided into two groups. The mouse ran accompanied by the swordsman and upon running into one of the sailors he was surprised by the impetus of them and unsheathed his scimitar. The intention of the man was to talk to both of them because ¡ªaccording to him¡ª surely some threat got on the ship and they were trying to warn the crew. Why else would the boy activate his fire magic? More wrong could not be.

    When the pair saw it, a dice of twenty faces appeared next to the Mouse and another to the swordsman and they fell to the ground spinning. 4+3 = 7 was the result of the die that emerged from the Mouse. 15 = 15 was the swordsman.

    Then taking the lead the swordsman approached the sailor and using both hands proceeded to try to cut the sailor. Again two dice of twenty faces that none but he could see were thrown.

    18+3 and 14+3 = 21

    The cut from under the flaming sword took by surprise the poor man who was unable to react to the prominent attack. A ten-sided die shot out of the cut representing the damage the man had received: 5+1+2 = 8. The sailor did not even have the opportunity to ask why they attacked, as he fell with his nightgown in blue flames and the guts leaving his belly.

    +12.5 Exp was what appeared on the body and the Mouse pouted to reach the Swordsman satisfied with the work of his magic that was extinguished after the blow.

    On the other side the other three arrived where two sailors chatted and one slept reclining on the wooden pole where another was mounted on his job of visualizing the smashers. In the same way a dice came out of them and they turned around giving the results.

    1+5 = 6 for the girl in the tunic who, distracted and somewhat confused, remained quiet when she did not know with certainty who to murder. 2+4 = 6 for the Elf who almost gets stuck static to see the picture better. 1-1 = 1 was the horrendous result of the Orc that drooling lost sight of the others.

    Being the Elf able to act he pointed his shotgun at the man on the mast and with the same psychopathic smile as before he pulled the trigger firing the bullet that resounded on the deck. What a pity that the dice determined the poorly executed shot with a total of 2+ 5+2 = 9 in the given pair. The shot alerted the men and woke the sleeper. Suddenly the dice of those men were thrown but these were not seen by the players.

    The first to act curiously was the swordsman who had already reached that part of the ship but seeing that he was unable to attack melee because his speed was not necessary to reduce the distance with any of the enemies surprised, so he decided to use his other magical technique.

    "Crear llamas lanzar llamas" He conjured his spell by flicking his index finger over the blade of his sword and when the red fire covered it he waved it in the direction of one of the Mariners, specifically, one of the two who were talking. A pair of dice determined the outcome of the action; 9+3 and 11+3 = 14, the fire flew fast and accurate to the man who screamed when he burned himself and received 8+2 = 10 damage that caused him an inevitable death. +12.5 Exp.

    A couple of sailors came out from inside the ship''s warehouse the steps with scimitars in hands. Upon seeing one of his companions killed and the others with aggressive postures against the passengers who had defended them several times during the entire course of the trip.A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.

    "Why do they do this?" Said the older Sailor

    "What happened to you Elf?"

    Everyone laughed, except for the Orc who took a second to follow his companions for not having understood the words pronounced by that subject. The son of that irritated sailor ran against the Elf to get as close as possible and make him regret his laughter, however, not with all his turn focused on that action could reach a range to hit him being about 20 feet from the Elf. The rat man felt it was time to move and instead of running to hit anyone, he walked calmly towards the old Sailor until he was at 15 feet.

    "What do you think old? You and me, a duel to the death by the boat, if you win my friends will let you live" he said arrogant appreciating his rustic fists.

    At that time a pair of dice appeared in his mouth resulting in 3+1 and 18+1 = 19. To avoid getting caught the sailor needed to overcome that result.

    15+2 = 17

    But even if it had a good result, the luck of the Mouse crushed that hope.

    "I''ll split your face in two and my ship will remain mine." He turned his eyes away from reality and noticed the Mouse haughtily raising his scimitar that he almost never used.

    The Elf repeated his smile when he felt he could move and without thinking much he enlisted his shotgun to fire the second bullet he carried inside by sliding a tiny lever to the top. He pointed to the boy who was cold for knowing the lethality of that weapon and wished he could avoid a shot, one and already, with that he had to kill that traitor.

    He squeezed the trigger presuming his ability to hit the shot (11+5+2 = 18) on the young man''s head and flying his brains across the floor (3+6+4 = 13).

    The players seemed unstoppable ¡ªindeed they were¡ª given that the sailors deposited their well-being on those passengers selected by the Asmart Exploration Committee. The two remaining sailors felt that to save their lives they needed to jump overboard even knowing that in that sea there were dangerous creatures that would also be a terrifying threat, but what other option did they have?

    Well they would do that the next turn was for the werewolf. She was touched by a devastating scream announcing her fury and with her rapier she reduced the distance between her and the sailor near the post and launched a powerful thrust with a thirst for immense blood. The young sailor suffered a vision, he understood the reason that made him more fearsome in his human form and I hope that the worst happened. He opened his eyes and surprised how the back post of his had just been drilled several centimeters (3+6 = 9) and sighed ready to counterattack (11).

    Useless was the word that defined the effort of the sailor to not hurt the girl who stopped the sheet with the face absent of some grimace of pain. The other hurried sailor ran and jumped from the ship, a disappointing resolution to the exciting conflict according to the killers who enjoyed an obvious and overwhelming advantage.

    At last the Orc reacted but discouraged he did the only thing that would have made sense: To get close to the sailor who faced the werewolf and attack. Maybe that''s why his face was more grotesque than it was and the ax of a size different from the real in the mind of the, almost crazy, young Sailor who again almost suffers a heart attack when he is saved thanks to the Orc his ax in the post preventing him from ending his trajectory to his head (5+4 = 9). Sadly the nightmare would not end there because the swordsman advanced diagonally to be able to do what was best given to him.

    ¡°Crear flama lanzar flama¡± 5+3 = 8

    The divine protection over that young man was mystical, or perhaps the work of that post was now also partially burned. Likewise, his stomach roared in warning of what would happen if he continued to be under pressure. On the other hand, the old sailor, ignorant of the death of his son, hastened to attack the conceited monk from society''s scum. The die and the fortune left the old man giving a bad result (8) and instead they helped the Mouse to show off by diverting the blow gracefully with the mere palm of the hand and the next act gave him an accurate punch in the face that took a pair of teeth (12+4 = 16) and inflicted 5 points of damage. The old man was just regaining his senses when a spinning kick, which according to the dice was 11+4 = 15, rumbled his head and managed to repeat the damage. The old man unable to endure this pain suffered a stroke that ended his vital functions.

    +12.5 Exp reminded the system to the players.

    There was still that solitary and, until then, blessed by the sailor mast that prayed to his god so that his last wills were carried out in his homeland. The Elf wanting to kill sighed at the duty to devote his turn to reloading his shotgun, thought in an instant to hit him with the handle, which discarded right away to recognize that the operation of his weapon was more valuable than the Kill. Today.

    Eager to shed the blood the girl took her time to impale the man in the wood getting an accurate 12 as a total in the attack and wounding the Sailor. She celebrated such a movement by taking out her weapon to shake her elegantly. The sailor drowned by blood and tears of pain performed his final action ¡ªbecause he understood that he would not survive¡ª and courageously spat into the girl''s face.

    "All of you ... will rot in hell someday." he said shakily. +12.5 Exp.

    After the fight they met ignoring that in a miraculous 20 natural the Sailor on the pole was the one forgotten by them.

    "Well, who the hell is who?" said the Mouse "I am Leee, a duel monk who decided to call himself Lee Stun because of laziness"

    "My name is Satoru, the sorcerer who has magical eyes for when he does not want to kill people." The swordsman recognized as the Roooyy player by the name Otaku scoffed.

    "Wauf Wof called me the barbarian," said the girl who returned to her canine form, a clue that was enough to let her know that it was Jeen.

    "Well, I supra the need for a name and I must be the only existing shooter in the world." Cocky as always Kiiins commented.

    The four of them saw the Orc waiting for him to say something, one of his usual jokes about chickens or beings that do not communicate with humans.

    ¡°Eu n?o entendo o que voc¨ºs falam¡± He played and the group''s laughter exploded and between applause and cheers they admitted that he did it again. Chicken fulfilled the bet by playing a character who did not understand the language of his teammates.

    A little more calmly exchanged glances and came to an important conclusion.

    "Does anyone know how to navigate?" they said almost in unison.

 03: The dynamics of ARES

    The clouds covered the endless sky that reminded the crew of the ship that within no more than two hours would end the long journey that had taken them so many weeks. The captain of the ship enjoyed a casual chat with his second in command and the cabin boy who, full of joy, commented on how much he wanted to see his girlfriend who traveled first to the new continent. Back to the side of the boat five characters that until then chatted suddenly stopped and with smiles on their faces turned their heads impressed by the beautiful view.

    "How beautiful," said a girl with fox ears over her head and a classic maid''s dress, one of those who perform housework in the best possible way.

    Each of the other four members looked at her in shock, the blond boy wearing a huge red cloak cried out in the heavens to recognize the beauty of what was in front of him.

    "Yes Yes!" he said as he repressed his desire to pounce on the girl. "Luci, I''m sorry I told you that the Furrys are disgusting, I take it back and seriously, I regret it, really."

    "I''m Amanda," she said with a curious expression when she noticed a small albino girl in her armor, who felt heavy in her tights, drawing her sword and pointing it at the baby''s face.

    "I see, since today my little respect has been reduced to zero" said the albino.

    "Well guys," interrupted the other young man present. ¡°Better we introduce ourselves properly, our new names, what we are and who we were before starting the game.¡±

    They nodded.

    "Well," said the latter, "the first to appear will be me."

    The young man was tall with Asian features on his face, with disheveled black hair, brown eyes and light skin affected by the sun''s rays. He wore a strange shirt with embroidered silver marks and several small moons on top of the armor.

    "My name is Tsuzuki Tsuki, my class is Clairvoyant, I belong to the clan of the lunar eyes, I am a professional bodyguard, I¡äm Mario by the way."

    After those words the little albino in armor and the blond boy looked at him, they cried for laughter and approached him.

    "Cannot be!" The blond put his hand on Tsuzuki''s shoulder. "You are definitely miserable!"

    "At last you accepted that your luck is equal to that of the prota!" said the albino.

    "From now on we will call you Natsuki" they affirmed with serious faces that hid the evil and smiling faces in their hearts.

    "Hey, I decided to play along with them and put on a name of Japan, but please do not call me that."

    "We refuse!" They pointed their fingers at him and spread their arms roughly.

    Pulling aside the albino dwarf''s arm, a charming girl dressed in dark robes stood in the middle of the group. No one denied that it reflects certain anger, a question that mystically ignored when preferring to delight with its fox ears that jutted out of its black hair with a mushroom cut. For no apparent reason tried to be up to the now called Natsuki, was ashamed by the nearly 30 centimeters difference and, enjoying a real reason to kill him with her eyes said:

    "My name here is Kira Meyn, it was Yamada Natsume in the real world." She pulled out a pair of daggers. "Here I am the Assassin who will lead you to victory, a Vulpin member of a certain guild."

    The confident little fox was expecting some praise or recognition, however, the first thing she was told came from the blond boy drowned in the unstoppable laughter that he and the little girl shared.

    "Cannot be!" He tried to breathe to be able to speak. "Even Luci did not choose such a race and the Furry is you!" HAHAHAHAHAHA!

    Kira blushed and frowned. She was about to stick a dagger in the blonde¡¯s throat but decided to let it go by not wanting to start the race at a disadvantage num.

    "I chose it because of the characteristics, just that."

    "Yes as you say" said the blonde. "I guess it''s my turn, I''m in real life the ultra-professional Rijima player, my name is Fal Stone and my goal is to be the best state Alchemist in existence." He aimed at the sky. "By the way, even though I look human, I''m really something more broken."

    "That sounds like plagiarism to me," said Tsuzuki.

    "It''s a reference, you cannot sue me, I can even say the words of the title of the work and characters in disorder and nothing would happen" he cleared his throat.

    Fal advanced to Tsuzuki and both began a duel of looks. Tsuzuki defended in his heart the respect of copyright in an impeccable way ¡ªto avoid unnecessary problems to the team that performs the live broadcast¡ª and Fal told him with his blue eyes that it was not wrong to imitate what you like. Eager to participate in something the short girl in armor jumped to get the attention of that pair.

    "Look at me!" she exclaimed, "it''s my turn to introduce myself, I''m a Crusader, why, because some god decided that the moment of my death had not arrived and with his powers I was resurrected incompletely and lend me part of his powers¡±

    A halo of light surrounded her, but only in her mind since others only perceived how she took off into the clouds of her imaginary world while telling an extensive and tedious story.

    "I dedicate myself to find out who that deity was, to understand what is the purpose for which he gave me a new opportunity to live and so, finally I will do what I have to do to meet him in person and enjoy a life in paradise with him. Maybe hell, I do not know what kind of god it is, the first thing I did to have a clue ..."

    "In short, you''re a half-ghost loli with wet dreams." Tsuzuki shrugged.

    "I already saw that in about thirty Animes," said Fal.

    "Do not say it like that!" She pouted.

    "My name here is Poppy and you already know that I¡äm Luciana Fereira" she said discouraged and of her hair an erect hair of mysterious way fell to teach that attitude to the public. There was no doubt that she was the smallest of the group measuring almost thirty centimeters of the blond dwarf who was shorter than both girls with fox ears. They were intrigued to understand how such a thing had the strength to walk in an armor whose theory weighed as much as it did.

    They noticed that one had not said anything a long time ago and curious people realized that the winning girl in the New Member category was who almost did not interact. Tsuzuki approached her that timid understood the sign that this made him so that he was not afraid and joined.

    "My name is Amanda Martin."

    "We already know that, better tell us your character name," said Poppy.

    "My name is Amanda Martin."

    Silence spread throughout the place, most of the stoics did not know what to say except for Fal, whoever from any distance would perceive the intention of mocking or making a stupid joke about putting "Name" as a name or something for style. Luckily Poppy understood him enough to know that he would do something like that, because she wanted it too, and stretched on tiptoe to cover the idiot''s mouth.

    "When I finished the creation of characters the voice of the school teacher told me that I was a Bard Kitsune Maid."

    "I knew it," Tsuzuki thought.

    "Is this okay to play Mario?" she said shrugging and embarrassed with her cheeks flushed. Fal was seduced by the fluttering of that fluffy orange tail that escaped from the classic Maid dress personalized with orange and blue colors. Tsuzuki could not help but blush at the incredible freedom of expression that the simulation had but that lasted less than a second because he rambled about whether there would be an option to use them or was the work of the capsule prediction process. He even came to believe that maybe she had done it on purpose in order to look more adorable and shake those soft little ears in her head.

    "I already want to see the Doujinshi of her" drool Fal in his rotten mind.This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.

    "Give me a second" Tsuzuki said after seeing the location of the crew, "I''ll go talk to the captain."

    Fal and Poppy did their thing and as two small children ran around Amanda laughing that laughed at how ridiculous they were for commenting nonsense like "how does your tail feel? Can we touch it? Do you have a bone or muscle that you feel there? Is moving it like squeezing your ass? "Kira ignored them, saw Tsuzuki walk up to the sailors and start a talk. Within her heart she was frustrated by having to play with that disgusting being, she did not like the category of Metagame in general, and even less she liked that someone who had to participate in another category (New) was the one that ripped out of the hands the opportunity of hundreds of players with more experience in role play.

    "I see you two are similar" Fal approach dangerously close to his face.

    "What the hell are you doing?!" She turned away flushed.

    "It''s that Amanda and you seem to be of the same race, but deep down I don¡ät get that impression, what do you think Poppy?"

    "Well ..." She pretended to think and his hair with a life of its own stretched and bounced wildly over his head.

    "She said it was a Vulpin and Amanda was called Kitsune, the difference is that the Kitsune enjoy more fans, partly because fluffy and soft that could be their tails, that hair is attractive" Amanda grabbed her own tail terrified by the sadistic expression of Poppy.

    "But on the other the Vulpin expressed them here as the version that instead of tender should have a greater sexual attractiveness, for that reason its white tail does not have that fluffyness quality that so much calls the attention and the amount of hair in ears is minor."

    "So physically it''s better to be a Kitsune," said Fal. Hearing it, Kira yelled an idiot in his face and turned around to avoid participating in that nonsense again.

    She realized that Tsuzuki was going down to the ship''s warehouse and followed him. There she captured her attention as he looked around the place as if he were searching for something behind the large number of wooden boxes.

    "What do you do?"

    "Find something."

    "Do you think you''re very smart?"

    "I''ve always thought I''m smarter than average, though not by much." Just when he finished saying that, Kira approached him suddenly to threaten him with her dagger but as if he expected it, he went back as necessary to leave two steps away.

    "I do not like you," she said. "The role-playing game is something that should be enjoyed when entering a character and acting as it would best do, it is not for players like you who only seek glory by taking formulas and guides how to do more damage in turn and memorize enemy strategies that your character has not even seen in dreams. Tell me what you''re really doing."

    "Jum, that hypocrite you sounded, but it does not matter." He drew his rapier as a precaution. "When I spoke with the sailors, they told me that it is almost two hours before they reach the new continent."

    "And?"

    "Is not it obvious?" He made a mocking face. "What kind of RPG starts like this? If you had deduced the game system, you would know that the minimum time for a recovery is close to one hour, and strangely we have two free hours."

    "Are you saying there is an event?"

    "Of course, Sherlock, it would be a terrible game development otherwise, the first thing they are going to do is let us distract us with the characters and other options and then throw us a surprise encounter, which is why I decided to use my sense that warns me of danger to determine where would it be? "

    Kira frowned as she imagined how much fun it would have been to receive that surprise attack and solve it with effort, because, surely, it was destined not to be difficult.

    "See, that''s what I mean." She clenched his fist. "It sounded strange to me the class you chose, players like you don¡ät make choices for mere tastes."

    She pulled out another dagger and pointed to both of them.

    "Tell me what your first skills are."

    "I can¡ät be surprised, I have improvements to the defense and I have that sense that helps me detect danger."

    "Damn, why the hell do they always play like this?!"

    "Do not misunderstand me" was surprising. "It''s true that this gives a terrible idea that I''m as disgusting as you said, But!" Suddenly his brown eyes changed to a bright silver color. "The reasons why I chose to play this class are none other than being able to act like a character that feels natural."

    "What?"

    "Since I''m so used to doing Metagame, the best way to prevent it from being seen as a trap is with a character that possesses qualities similar to me" he said and in his mind he thought: "So if I prevent an attack they can¡ät give full credit to my knowledge and also I am a necessary advantage in case of needing to compensate the presence of Amanda"

    "It''s a terrible excuse."

    "What do you think of this?" He walked safe and arrogant to her. "From now on your goal will be to kill you without any of our teammates noticing, if you do, I will leave the group and the role-playing games, you will get rid of that boy who has ruined you so many games."

    His silver eyes met her yellow eyes. None of them backed up or showed signs of weakness in their mind or heart. Tsuzuki in the background understood that what he had just said would bring him severe difficulties; in essence Kira''s class caused a lump in his throat.

    "Why I say that? She is a damned murderer " he analyzed sweating cold.

    At that time the first dice clash took place. Neither of the two noticed it but on the one hand a twenty-sided die under the title of Persuasion emerged from Tsuzuki and another called Kira''s Insight. They collided as spinning tops at full speed and revealed their verdict:

    16 - 0.5 = 15 came out on Kira''s die.

    13 + 3 = 16 gave Tsuzuki''s.

    "It''s okay," she said, "I''ll make sure to show you how a true player is." She looked away.

    "We... well..." He breathed a sigh of relief. "T¨² podr¨¢s hacerlo todo" he said and touched her on the shoulder.

    White lights covered Kira and disappeared in the act.

    "I gave you a small bonus," Tsuzuki explained, "You¡¯d better prepare to fight."

    Kira sensed that from the shadows about five blue slug creatures crawled little by little towards them. They were watery beings, to be exact tiny elementals of water that crept into the boat to absorb the nutrients and salts from the ship''s food.

    "Do you think we can alone?" she said and decided to activate her spell: She stuck his daggers in an "X" and separated them in a blink, taking out a couple of sparks and making them turn green.

    "No need to think that, I told the sailors to tell the boys to come" he said seeing, in effect, that Fal and Amanda walked in and Poppy ran with the sword in hand towards the elementals, releasing in the process the initiative rolls:

    The first to enter into action for a big 21 as a total was Kira who agile moved between the boxes and pounced on the enemy in two powerful attacks with their daggers covered in magic. Failed the first blow (12) thanks to the enormous flexibility of the elemental that opened a gap in the middle but Kira reacted well and gave a slash that hit full (17) and inflicted (4) damage and wet the place more.

    An elemental in the background fired a stream of water against her and it could be seen that this was accompanied by a blue die, curiously for her the liquid came in slow motion and it was a piece of cake to dodge it (9). It was Amanda''s turn and the world was paralyzed for her.

    "What''s going on?" She said.

    A help message was displayed in front of her.

    "It''s your turn, in it you can move up to 30 feet the way you want and you can take an Action and a Special Action, we recommend you use magic or shoot your enemies with the hand crossbow you have"

    "But those little things are nice." She said to herself, and inspired she asked that the list of spells be displayed and used one: "Todo lo que s¨¦ es que no s¨¦ nada" With that phrase a small blue flash came out of his ears and the time of the world regained its course as the help system went.

    "Hey little blue things, why are not we friends?" She said hoping that the elementals would understand him, however, having not read what his spell did, Gift of Languages ignored that the spell only makes you understand, not talk.

    Laughing at what the girl had done, Fal was intrigued to know if those things were fire-resistant or not. It did not matter much that they were on a wooden ship and he used his turn to throw one of his homemade bombs into the center of those creatures.

    As guided by the destination, perhaps because there was no wind in there he threw the bottle like a professional basketball player combined with a baseball player with a natural 20. The bottle hit the middle elemental and broke causing 2+7+6 damage that vaporized the elemental in the middle and the others tried to avoid the splash of fire but that launch was so glorious that they suffered Disadvantage and lost a twenty between those numbers.

    6 was the damage that killed another of them and hurt the others. +25 Exp.

    "Easy."

    One of the resentful Elemtals aimed at him and spat out a powerful shot of water that ironically hit another of his own (1 natural) and it hurt him enough to kill him, +12.5 Exp. Two enemies remaining the next to attack was Poppy who waved fiercely his sword with two hands and... cutting in two the water eliminated the elemental. +12.5 Exp.

    The only remaining elemental shot imitating his fallen companions and replete with an uncontrollable fury channeling most of himself in that attack, which resembled and sounded like a cannon due to the natural 20 that appeared in it. Without having to avoid it the ghost girl swallowed the water in the face and received an imposing amount of 2+ 3+4 damage. Tsuzuki and Fal laughed with the expression of albino and how wet it became. On his turn Tsuzuki approached the last of them and knowing that Kira forgot to use his bonus he decided to use the skill in him.

    "?Puedo hacer lo que sea!" He recited and obtained the same brightness that became a four-sided die that together with the twenty determined an absurd and great result 14+4+3 = 21 and thus penetrated the pathetic elementary that received 5 of more damage than required to kill him.

    +12.5 Exp

    "I do not understand why I could not talk to them," Amanda said sadly.

    "That''s not how the spell works," said Fal.

    "That thing got me down more than half of my life!" Poppy shouted.

    While Fal was making fun of both Amanda and Poppy and Kira was laughing softly, Tsuzuki happily muttered:

    "There is no doubt, with our composition we can win."

    "Can someone heal me?" Poppy whined "Amanda, do you have anything to cure?"

    "I dont know¡­"

    "How do you not know?!" Poppy crawled at Amanda''s feet.

    "More important," Fal kicked Poppy away. "Continuing with the conversation before, what a good bard always does is seduce any NP ..."

    Tsuzuki and Kira silenced him whit blows.

 04: In one round

    "Thanks again for helping us, I do not know what would become of those two without you." PlusG said before entering the capsule to its most recent member.

    "The important thing is that I have not failed even once, I hope you keep your promise." He reminded him of that deal, which was as murky as the water in the sewer.

    Regretfully he wondered if getting to such a degree was correct, were those two smiles worth enough to sacrifice the most important? Be that as it may, a covenant is a covenant. And he identifies himself as someone with a word a hundred times before an idealistic and just person.

    ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª

    In an environment of high seas, surrounded by seagulls and ice floating around, the transmission focused on the group 4Pache47, whose players were recognized in a matter of milliseconds by the spectators and themselves. It was no surprise to anyone that the PlusG player, known for the terrible choice his parents made when calling him Brayan, had an imposing figure measuring almost two meters tall, had a white-haired blond hair and instead of wearing the armor under his clothes, exhibited as much as possible as the mysterious tattoo that could be seen through the fringe if attention was paid, what stood out most were those devilish red crimson eyes that out of tune the style that reflected his aura and smile.

    The one they recognized the fastest was BiologiMaster, the only member of the group on a different planet from the others. Barely clothed in the crotch and other parts with filthy and broken clothes, it was obvious that somebody took away his humanity with macabre experiments to the east resembling a hybrid of human and panda, scanty of hair and white skin as the snow and black as the sight of a blind man; the owner of the smile that you would never want to see on your way home in an alley. 1010 was more than obvious for his bad habit of playing tiny characters, to specify, he chose to be a brown skinned Gnome like dirty river. A creature that would not tiptoe up to the meter in height just like a university student who thinks he is going to graduate but who first has to solve the issues of a magician student by not separating from his pointed cap or taking a bath, which screams for its smell. The public and they by discarding reached the conclusion that the new member, BadBg, was to be that ugly semi-elf with ears shaped like sewing needles and crooked teeth that hypnotized anyone who scrutinized him for more than half a second with that deep look of those succulent black eyes, and ¡ªall his being shouted, Behold! ¡ªhe wore clothes that looked like handmade by some deity with silk threads produced by celestial caterpillars or an exaggerated ridiculous similarity.

    But, what opaque the disturbing appearances of the majority, was that little girl who seemed human. P''P tender and adorable, as usual, she held a small dagger, shy and hinting at her simple gray dress that she wore over the armor ¡ªwhich was sure to be worn¡ª the hard past that that soft and angelic face suffered before being welcomed and invited ¡ªor perhaps obliged¡ª to participate in the exploration of the new continent. That sweet girl raised her slow face, due to her bad experiences, and thus revealed that unexpected brightness that accentuated her ephemeral beauty. His right eye released a strange haze, changing between the different primary and secondary colors slowly as the fall of a leaf of a Sakura in its heyday. Nobody had the strength of will to not feel overwhelmed by the sweetness, to the point of being each one inside their minds on their knees cursing the malicious subjects who bothered her.

    However! Another very important detail slapped them, bringing them to reality and to appreciate in a different way the teenager. As she moved her head, her left eye, gray, empty and useless, fell victim to gravity and disgusting transformed her status as a cute girl to a lela girl who can¡ät concentrate on only one point at a time.

    ¡°Are you ''P''P?¡± Asked PlusG, for various reasons except for the need to know the answer.

    She nodded twice.

    The willpower that this action demanded was immeasurable. Each one laughed unstoppably in his heart, soul and mind while they were showing the greatest stoic expression they could achieve.

    "Do you know who we are?" said BiologiMaster.

    She nodded and provoked a thunderous "Hahahahahahaha!" Inside their friends, forcing them to cover their mouths with their hands.

    "That eye looks silly" thought the four and synchronized by malice exchanged glances, agreeing to defend a single goal: "For nothing in the world we will let she realize and hide it!"

    "Why does everyone stare at me?" she said.

    "Is... is that you seemed to us that you again surpassed us with the design of your PJ" said the Gnome avoiding to activate the dice throwing by not lying exactly.

    ¡°We...¡± The semi-elf struggled to suppress laughter. ¡°We should say the name, our names here and what medieval crap we are¡± And seeing her nod, a "Pufuag" escaped from her mouth, causing the other kids to warn him with gestures that she had to control herself. ¡°Unnm...¡± Nervous adjusted the collar of his shirt. ¡°Then I think I''ll be the first one.¡±The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

    He breathed deeply and looking up as if he were a bourgeois seeing a vagabond anyone projects his authoritative voice.

    ¡°My name is Darwin Crack, a young and handsome son of Elena and Conny Crack, to get the power that I deserved my sublime appearance carved by the gods I became a servant of a female Efreet who fell prey to my charms and gives me his powers without any price.¡±

    None of them even smiled, they were confused by the egocentric speech and why they could not get angry with him. Passing that bitter drink the Gnome pulled the clothes to Darwin and stretched his arms as a sign to raise him, disgusted the semi-elf lifted him up.

    "I am the pupil number 21.546-458 of the great All Mystic Master!" he screamed, releasing confetti from the hand that disappeared before touching the ground.

    "That''s not a name," Darwin told him.

    "Your teacher is called All Mystic? How does that work?" said the aberrant panda man.

    "In my magic school names are something you gain when you get the recognition and pose..." Before he finished speaking the semi-elf dropped him face to the wooden floor of the boat.

    "We''ll call him Maguito because he''s a magician," PlusG said.

    "But I still have not said I''m a magician," Maguito stammered resignedly to face the floor.

    "My name is Tsuzuki Tsukiyomi, before I was part of a clan but" she let out a couple of tears, tender action and also ridiculous because only the good eye was tearing. "My older brother is the most talented of my generation and I wanted to have something that made me as special as him... So I went with a cult and sold one of my special eyes for the ability to have magic in the other." The sad and melancholic atmosphere was destroyed with that last line.

    "Unlike you crazy little girl," the panda man said, "my story if it''s depressing," he stammered. "I, Be Ar, was a normal man until the day they mixed my DNA with a panda."

    The Pandarin took two seconds to fall in what he had said.

    "It hurt! It hurt a lot! It was not a nice afternoon!" he exclaimed and ended up losing the interest in him.

    "My name is" when PlusG was about to say the name of his character a few loud beats were heard and from the sea a creature of about two meters high jumped inside the boat.

    That beast was an absurd mixture of a lizard and a penguin, which was, to top it all, humanoid. His face wavered between wanting to look like a tender bird and an ugly lizard. Is it cold-blooded like the average reptile? Does he spend his time in the sea waiting for his prey or is he slipping in that scaly pack that looks like a terrible ski board? The only clear thing is that not even close to fly.

    ¡°Je les ai o¨´ je les voulais, je ne laisserai pas plus d''entre vous venir chez moi¡± said the pejelagarto.

    The players stayed half a minute with the appearance of being in a poker game.

    "I didn¡ät understand a mess," said Be Ar.

    "I think he insulted your mother, Darwin," said Maguito and, accompanied by the rabid shout of the semi-elf, they prepared to fight.

    The dice rotated and the first to act (16 + 1 = 17) was the one that had not yet been presented.

    "I am the commander Arkael, son of the son of the god of justice" He took advantage. "And I do not think a pathetic enemy like this deserves our effort! That''s why I tell everyone who listens to me that the time has come to use the golden technique!" He watched the smiles of the others and pleased finished the preparations. "When you want Crack!"

    The next turn was Tsukiyomi and she to the list of colors that changed her eye added the silver color and with a mocking smile she enlisted for that valuable moment.

    Ignoring the machination of that group, the Pengator waved his ice pack through the air and advanced as far as he could towards their final 20 feet. Disappointed was drawn a diagram of how he should have executed his attack, imagining a poorly made drawing of himself jumping over the five when entering the boat, he regretted and proclaimed himself the king of the morons for that.

    Be Ar realizing that he would not contribute anything to that tactic stepped back a few steps and warned the sailors to come see something fun. Maguito chuckled winking at Darwin as a sign of complicity.

    Finally came the opportunity of Darwin. He advanced confidently to the Pengator, stopped 10 feet from him, crossed his arms and released a roar of courage activated his magic snapping his fingers like his other three companions. Out of nowhere a golden aura surrounded him, his hair bristled and a sound was produced constantly identical to the wind generated by the overflowing energy of the aura. The Pengator was startled by the sudden transformation and by the incredible fury that the semi-elf expressed.

    Darwin pointed a finger at him.

    "You better get out now that I''m still calm." And that exceptional phrase caused the most intense role of intimidation in his life.

    12 + 5 +3 = 20 against a mere 15 made for the vision of the mutant that semi-elf was a superior being, who could destroy him by accident and could not help feeling the true terror but did not understand a single word. He released his fluids, dirtying the floor and ran to throw himself overboard; then he swam accrediting that his life depended on it.

    +50 Exp +12.5 Extra Exp for minimum rounds +12.5 Extra Exp for destruction of the psyche taught system messages to players who were dying of laughter.

    "But what stupidity!" said Arkael.

    "That grosser thing could not be!" said Maguito.

    "That''s why the illusions are broken magic" said Tsukuyomi.

    "Do you think we can win this tournament by spamming this?" said Be Ar next to the impressed sailors.

    Meanwhile Darwin enjoyed the great look he got.

    "Hey guys," he murmured, admiring his hands covered by the aura, "could not you reuse the spells infinitely so that this combination is permanent?" he prayed.

 05: The Flute

    The first thing his fingers held was sand, hundreds of grains of sand. The body weighed and felt hot. Just opened his eyes rose frantic, he looked around and wanting to torture someone was exalted.

    "They are son of a b***h" roared to the heavens from the desolate desert in which he was, angered more by automatic censorship.

    Without stopping to chat with the other four people near him, he waved the desperate sand, repeating "S**t s**t s**t s**t" until the fatigue; looking for what his character needed yes or yes.

    "Hey Vicious, why so wild?" Told him a cat man with his body buried in the sand. "I recommend you use that energy to get me out of here, yes?" He winked at him.

    "Shut!"

    "I took you out," said a brunette girl with dog ears and a tail of black and ruby colors who with speed dug identical to a dog in the cartoons.

    "Thank you, Vorpal."

    "Here it issss!"

    From a dune the eccentric-haired young man drew a sword that resembled a katana. He hugged her and proceeded to speak to her.

    "Answer Painful Knowledge, tell me you''re still alive or whatever a f*****g talking weapon is."

    For others it was weird how suddenly he relaxed.

    "How are you guys?" said a man accompanied by a farmer.

    "Oh, Vertical, Victorius, it''s good to see them all in one piece." The half-body cat man smiled.

    "What the hell happened to you?" they murmured the pair.

    "I will tell you what happened" said the sword guy after sliding down the sand to go down. "Those f*****g and f*****s moderators and creators of this crap..." He stopped a second surprised because they did not censor that word. "Game crap hates us and because of the CRAP that they left us lying in the middle of nothing of that new continent."

    "Not exactly" said the cat that turned around and with a good look (21) perceived its surroundings and joined the ends like a camera that recorded absolutely everything that happened (20 Natural). "Actually we were on a boat."

    "A boat¡­?"

    "Proof number one," he said before he continued, "there it is in plain sight." He pointed to the huge mast that jutted out of the sand as well as half a boat. "What happens is that we are shipwrecked here in a misfortune that, I will assume, is due to the magic that covers this floating island."

    The boy with the sword raised his eyebrow incredulously, the human stroked his chin and the girl gave him a pal of short applause and a look of genuine amazement.

    "What the f**k" he cleared his throat "crap are you saying?" said the boy.

    The cat man walked through them, stretched his arm and pointed his index finger at the horizon.

    "There''s the coast over there!" he exclaimed "I''m seventy-nine percent sure; I weighed what I said we will not see the water touch the shore."

    "Wait, that does not make sense," said the human.

    The cat man shook his finger and purred.

    "Dear Vertical, I would like you to use your head more, and by that I mean your ears." He touched his. "Do not you feel like you recently suffered a change in pressure? We have to conclude that we were previously at a different height."

    "Can¡ät be¡­"

    The human ran to the nearest higher dune, the farmer, the boy and the dog girl chased him. When they reached the top, none of them had one more doubt. In what seemed to be a shore you could see how the clouds passed at the same level, it was not a reflection of the water surface because the sky above them was super clear. The cat man who had been left alone smiled and with a tear emerging he clenched his happy fist at the assertiveness of his reasoning.

    "This game will be the best," he thought.

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    Astonished, confused and irritated ¡ªin the specific case of Vicious¡ª they descended from the sand hill, knowing very well who they were thanks to the previous comments of the cat man, which by discarding could only be Virtual.

    The first to arrive with him was the boy with the sword. In the eyes of anyone it seemed to be a dwarf, however, it also resembled a human. That duality came from his facial features and height, too high for a dwarf but too low for a human. Very sturdy for a human of his apparent age, but very little compared to a dwarf of that same age. This one had hair combed in an unrealistic way, product of not knowing how to draw different faces and needing to differentiate the characters with the craziest hair you can make. Perhaps that''s also why the color palette used ¡ªGreen, purple and orange tones¡ª and the sharpness of each hair was horrible.

    The second was the dog girl, dressed in a beautiful white silk cloth underneath the huge and grotesque plate armor she brought with her without the effort. Those crimson red eyes had something unsettling hidden, even with that how short it was and the tenderness of her smile made her want to hug her or at least caress her head because ultimately she is a good girl, yes, she is the best girl of all, a precious.

    Then, came the pair of humans, a full-fledged farmer with a rake in his hand, golden hair like corn and muscles that broke with how soft his delicate hands looked. It should be noted that the lack of teeth was noticeable by that smile of joy shown from here to the moon. Taking his hand was the human, black hair, brown eyes, and tons of quivers full of arrows tied to his whole body.

    "Gentlemen" The brown cat man with white stripes approached them.

    "Surely you remember that here we have other names, and," He made an emphasis there. "We must also share our individual characteristics before going to check the remains of our ship, so I will initiate myself, my name is Shercnyau and I am a Detective, an agent of the law who came to this continent to discover the events and solve each mystery of the place."

    "Well, I''m a dog girl."

    "Tell me something you do not know" replied the protagonist of the children''s anime.

    "I can do this." The sweet face he had changed into that of a Cerberus. Then he returned to normal.

    "What the f**k was that s**t ?!" moaned clinging to the human that returned him hugged scared.

    "Please, do not do that again," he said.

    "Gooood..." she murmured." Sinister called me, I am a guard of the nobility who looks after Mr. Nyau and I am a Priestess of War."

    "You said priestess of war?" The human sentenced him with his eyes.

    "Sorry." She cringed. "I know they said I should be the Healer but I also wanted to hurt ... So I''m a bit of both!"

    The sweet and euphoric expression of the little girl did her duty and the keeper let her be lightly shaking her head and a smile on her face. Knowing that it was his turn, he drew his bow and prepared a shot.

    "My name is Deve, the worst-paid guard in the city who came here to gain fortune; I am a Weapon Master, to specify the bow."This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version.

    "That''s perfect!" the farmer screamed in her ear, preventing her from throwing her classic bright smile. "I already know how I got you to fall in love with me in this world!"

    "Oh yeah?"

    "I''m a Farmer, but since I didn¡ät want to take long to get one of the guys available to fall in love on the farm simulator, I went for the one that was easiest: A city guard who was almost always in the same place and his favorite gift they were arrows and his birthday was a bow, I managed to declare myself and here we are."

    "Wait, the easiest one?"

    "My name is Petra Perez and I am the team''s tank."

    "Did you just ignore me?"

    It was then that everyone looked at the only one missing to show up, that frowning young man who had not stopped cursing and condemning the programmers for leaving them in the middle of nowhere.

    "Ah..." he sighed shaking her hair that did not move.

    "I decided that I was going to be like the f*****g Vertical and now I am one of those Chinese series, my name is Taka Taka and I am the Legendary I don¡ät know what crap destined to do a s**t and for that I have a magic sword."

    The atmosphere lost its good mood and a "Well..." floated in the presents.

    "You were not anymore, I do not know, of rough things and that," said Deve.

    "If you want, I can kick your ass whit my Tachi."

    "And if we''re going to check the boat? There may be something of value," Deve said in a broken voice.

    They went to the remains of their means of transport.

    "What a crap, first they omit our presentation at the beginning of the live show, then I get these statistics of crap that do not let me play as I want, and now I get shipwrecked in a floating desert! Those f*****g administrators are going to s**k my d**k!"

    "Calm down, Taka." Shercnyau''s touched his shoulder.

    "If I were you I would not tell that"

    This time the Detective was stunned, a voice from nowhere entered his head. Even that did not impact him as the murderous face of his partner and his throbbing vein.

    "It''s not like we''re the only ones getting shipwrecked or something by style," he thought, creating a wide margin of distance.

    As they approached the ship they heard sounds, to be precise, music. Notes that came from an air instrument, sweet and melodious that relaxed the atmosphere and calmed the scorching heat. They climbed through the buried wood to be covered, slow as Deve indicated, to reach the top of what should be half the ship that was now broken was achieved with a small and strange spectacle.

    "Hey that''s my Flute!" murmured Taka.

    There, between hops of euphoric and coordinated notes with the dance of a dinosaur made of plants, a small and strange man Chameleon played passionately the wooden flute of Taka Taka. Curious ¡ªexcept for the furious Taka, disgusted that he salivated his flute¡ª decided to wait for the end of the tune ignoring the anger of his partner.

    Presumably the happiness and song of the humanoid reptile was because he had run into a huge booty. After all, on the ship not only they came but a shipment of food for the trip, the possessions of the dead sailors, personal objects of the players and there may also be the possibility of a message for someone in the new continent. Anyway, life had smiled a little and that subject wanted to express his gratitude in the best way possible, because who does not appreciate what you get in the desert well that perishes.

    "That crap has my flute!"

    "Calm down a bit, it''s nice", answered Sinister, her eyes closed as he shook his placid ears.

    The end was worthy of recognition, then, the agitated Chameleon and his Raptor of plants moved by the place graced, leaves of the Raptor escaped to him and they fell like small confetti of colors and; That last note held her for an intense ten seconds trying to keep up with the tumbling and twirling she made behind her pet. He finished, agitated and tired, reverenced the sun.

    "Well guys we do not know if he is hostile to..." Deve tried to organize the others, however, it must have been expected that this music lover would do what he did...

    Sinister suddenly stood up in a standing ovation to the Chameleon, applauded and shouted praises and this suffered a mini heart attack for the sudden appearance. Encouraged by her friend Petra she also stood up and staggered a bit to express her admiration. Shercnyau sighed in unison with her friend Deve and condescending joined their friends. Taka, wanting to kill someone, could no longer bear the pressure in the vein of his forehead so he raised and pointed his sword at the Chameleon increasingly impressed with his blade and shouted in his ears to his teammates.

    "What the hell are you doing?! That thing contaminated my flute!"

    Impacted the creature did not understand what was happening, what little he knew was the law of the desert, so worried and defensively he said something to his pet and proceeded to use his skills of Chameleon to disappear with the naked eye.

    "Hey, where did he go?" Petra said as the little Raptor came at him to tear the skin from his face.

    For the good of the farmer she was able to turn her face away from the path of fall, completely avoiding the impending disaster of claws and fangs that were sure to deform her beautiful and delicate face that had been so difficult throughout her life labor. That action unleashed each one''s initiative rolls.

    Deve smirked as he enjoyed the absurd bonus he had (17+4 = 21). He separated as much as he could from the raptor and where he imagined that the Chameleon could be coming down the wood diagonally, and on his knees prepared one of his arrows to be shot.

    "One moment ... I''m still in time to talk to that creature, we do not know where we are and we''re not sure we can walk through this place" he thought, seeing the threatening posture of the Raptor''s stretched leaves.

    "If he moves too much, I''ll shoot him." He tightened the rope and was startled to have forgotten to warn his companions what to do, especially because the next to move was none other than his angry girlfriend, who descended willing to return salad to that creature.

    "How dare you try to make me a scar on my face?!"

    She approached and placed her rake / trident and slit the sand of the place when passing over the Raptor that was reduced to mere bleeding leaves, a few buried spots (7+2 = 9) and a pop-up message: +25 Exp.

    "Demons," thought his boyfriend Deve and feeling a breath on the back of his neck that same sentence repeated with violence.

    Some teeth were bald on his shoulder although he almost dodged them (11+4 = 15). The bite made him scream and crunch the shoulder (2+2 = 4) but that was not all, the furious Chameleon took advantage of the moment and with a dagger that thanks to the camouflage seemed to float in the air attacked the back of the archer who prevented by the teeth received the direct impact and a lethal 6 (4+2) of additional damage.

    Seeing the dismal state of its leader Sinister slipped and with its healing powers emitted a glowing white positive energy sphere directly at the dying Archer. However, it was not concentrated as it should have been and -although the healing took effect- the result was almost imperceptible (1). She was disappointed and wished she had her war hammer on hand which was probably hidden somewhere in the wreckage of the ship.

    "Neglect Deve, there I go," said Shercnyau as he started his career for the wood of the place upwards and proceed to jump.

    "I must use the impulse to reach him, I will use my sharp senses to recognize the exact position of the enemy, the first thing that gives it away is the sand, there are footsteps that come from behind Deve but I do not see a single trace behind him, so it''s still there" he thought at the same time that a dice with written Perception fell from his eyeballs (10+4).

    "In the first case I managed to hit him with my sword in the fall and so I put him away, in the second he sees me arrive and he moves away by himself without receiving a wound... and in the worst case" He drew his sword and jumped for a while good result, how sad that the die determined what I least wanted (4+1). The jump was very decent, of course I lacked power and therefore the plan of an attack from the sky was undone at the time and it would have been best to check their landing on the wood and then try a normal attack if possible. Buuut the luck already had spoken and with a second die it reconfirmed it (2+1), falling badly and rolling until the feet of his friend to the degree of burying the face in the sand and losing 1 of life.

    "Here I am friend" he said lying on the floor and coughed sand that he had swallowed.

    "Thanks ..." Deve spat blood.

    "At your service"

    Angry, moody and stubborn by the pathetic performances of his teammates, Taka Taka walked to the place where the idiots were at the mercy of the Chameleon.

    "Give me back my flute," he said into the air behind the archer.

    He did not receive an answer

    "I''m going to turn you a piece of s**t," he said and raised his Tachi and immediately black marks emerged from the handle to his elbows. "I see you mother f****r" he said in a demonic voice and his eyes were stained with fury and thirst for blood as he lowered the blade with an intense speed.

    17+4 = 21

    The attack was such that the camouflage of the Chameleon was deactivated and everyone could see how the wound sprouted blood that suddenly changed its color to a black, dried and split (8+3+3 = 14). The chameleon backed down a couple of steps, dizzy to the point of forgetting his dagger and losing senses.

    "You did not even try to talk" said Deve, holding an accurate arrow between her eyes that ended her life. +50 Exp.

    Taka approached and reluctantly took the corpse''s flute and the black marks returned to the sword.

    "Honey, are you ok?!" Petra said, getting close to the wounded man.

    "No... I feel like I''m dying ..."

    "That''s why I told you that you should play something tank, they always attack you." He leaned back on her legs and she gently stroked his head.

    "It''s true," said the cat man, who was more sand than face.

    "I''ll gonna heal you again" said Sinister.

    Deve watched Taka Taka''s back and fixed his attention on that sword.

    "Again it seems that we will depend on you" he thought smiling.

    "I better not heal you, I only have three uses left and that''s also my damage until I find my hammer," Sinister said.

    ¡°Huh?" Said Deve.

    And that condemned one went to look for the warehouse of the boat along with the cat.

 06: Regyéˆ¥çž« luck

    "Hey, hey, hey, this can¡ät be happening"

    The fire was eating away and enjoying calmly the banquet that was the mast on which stood the watchtower of the ship. Those five didn¡ät mind leaving that piece of wood in that terrible state, which apart from the fire was the victim of numerous cuts, blows and grotesque stabs. The stability, previous pride of the engineers, died along with the sailors. Maybe the staggering of the mast was greater thanks to that, or that the desire to vomit that had the pathetic survivor on him is credited to the senseless killing that just happened.

    Nothing for him makes sense. For a month and a half the five passengers complied with their guards, they acted cordial and although they did not relate too much to the crew there was never a previous incident, no warning. And now it turned out that the wolf could transform into a girl and that each of his beloved friends at work were there... burned, cut, dirty and stinking corpses that seconds ago represented what he understood as worthy of respect. His hand trembled, his heart beat thumping his chest; It was the end, what the hell could it do? Although it was because of forgetfulness or cluelessness they did not hunt him down from there immediately reveal his existence and stay there is a sentence of death covered by flames and crushed to the ground as the miserable that is.

    The scorched wood creaked. The unfortunate shrieked inside but drowned the baby cry as the tears sprang up. They continued in that place, talking in the midst of the deaths of others.

    "This is bad, do you think it¡äs difficult to steer a ship?" said the mouse Lee touching the inert body of the sailor. "I mean, we can¡ät wait until we get to the coast by a miracle."

    "You''re right, from here I don¡ät see the coast." said the Elf in the bow.

    "Why don¡ät you try going up to the mast?" said Satoru, who approached and extinguished the fire with torn cloth from the sailor¡äs clothes.

    The pulse of man increased even more. It was a spectacle, in less than a second every pore of his body released at least twelve thick drops of thick sweat.

    "I''m sorry Serena, Amando, Victor, Mother, I don¡ät think I can go back home..." He had no choice but to squeeze his jaw hard to suppress his sob. "Mirki I didn¡ät take care of Oscar either, I let him die and the only thing I tried to do was to hide like a coward..."

    The nameless Elf walked casually to the mast, ready to climb it without problems thanks to his great dexterity and his undoubted intelligence. He passed by the Orc with an unpronounceable and unintelligible name that took a nap in the middle of the floor ¡ªas usual ¡ªand took the opportunity to stroke Wauf''s fur while sniffing one of the bodies.

    "Something of value?" Satoru asked the group.

    "Apart from the scimitars, nothing useful," replied Lee, raising the Captain''s collar, which unfortunately was of a worthless material, a mere piece of metal.

    "Then I guess we can clean up," Wauf said and the saliva dribbled out of his mouth.

    "You''re right." Lee''s macabre expression was surely capable of disturbing the rudest physicians in a morgue. He unscrupulously took the scimitar and started the process.

    Wauf gave the first bite in the neck, his instinct told him that if he wanted to enjoy he should go for it at the beginning. For his part, the rodent monk completely cut off his arm and drank the blood as if it were an exotic glass. The blood soaked their faces and their clothes in worse ways than the combat and their faces of joy and satisfaction indicated that their appetite had just opened.

    "Gross ..." Satoru muttered. "I can understand that Je... Wauf to be a wolf to eat people, but what the hell is wrong with you?"

    "Don¡ät worry..." Now he had a hole in the stomach of the subject in which he dipped his fingers and sucked them and then chewed them. "My race can eat anything without too much concern."

    "At least you should have manners" the elf played and the man touched his friend Satoru in request to provide him with support.

    The disgusting mouse and the wolf were not limited to eating, no sir, the lack of awareness and consideration for others was a concept without meaning to the noises to cut the viscera, pull the guts and break the bones using the teeth of beast and twist them with the strength of their arms. If the conversation was enough for the last sailor to realize what was happening below, however, those sounds of horror were provoked by the remains of his companions. He bit his furious fist.

    "How dare they? They are bastard sons of the devil." He felt the blow of the Elf''s feet and hands as he climbed. Trembling he checked his belt and watching his scimitar approached his shaking hand to take it.

    "Hey Wauf, don¡ät go so fast, and remember to leave for later!"

    He intercepted his own hand, if he wanted to avenge his friends by changing his life it was not enough to attack with the hope of killing one of them. No. Thanks to the adrenaline his mind hit an irremediable conclusion. The Elf placed his hands ready to reach inside the small observation post.This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version.

    And like a flash of the gods the edge of his weapon landed on the Elf''s throat.

    "I will sell my soul to hell"

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    "I suppose if I speak too loudly I die" the Elf whispered.

    "That''s right..." The sailor''s eyes were upset, but he didn¡ät allow him to affect his intellect and first of all he reached out his hand to squeeze the elf hard. "For me, there''s no problem in killing you right now," the edge pressed. "But if I do, those damn fellows of yours will annihilate me."

    "So, what?" The Elf''s position was getting worse. The sailor to suppress his freedom made him feel like a bird enclosed in a tiny cage with spines, the possibility of flying was there but if he did; in any direction, you would end up running into a death or at least a painful fall. Making the situation worse by being tense and hanging more and more from his fatigued fingers.

    "I propose a deal, you want to use the ship I can¡ät die, do you understand me?"

    "And what makes you think we cannot use the boat?"

    "Please, none of you could establish a course or follow the sun; in addition the current course will take you straight to the deep sea if you don¡ät correct it right now." He lied and a die came out of his mouth showing a decent 12 to which a +2 was added.

    The Elf had no luck and a 6-1 = 5 forced him to take those words for granted.

    "It''s fine, but..." The Elf ignored the pain as best he could by reducing the distance between their faces and thus suffering 1 damage point. "Don¡ät you care that we killed your companions in cold blood?" said psychotic in an excellent intimidation of 19 natural.

    The sailor sweated cold, suddenly the need to pierce the Elf''s neck was equal to that of an insect going towards the light. However, the deep hatred did not allow him to lose his little sanity and even less his future moment of revenge.

    "N¡­no wa¡­way (3+2 = 5)" he stuttered and was embarrassed by it.

    At that moment an almost impossible miracle descended with the appearance of a golden die that fell gracefully from the Elf''s head resulting in a 6-1 = 5 that gave him the victory by the hair.

    "What''s going on up there? Why have not you gone up yet?" Satoru asked.

    "Boys, I found our navigator" said this with the approval signal of the Mariner.

    "What?" They attracted the attention of Lee and Wauf.

    "Say something else," he demanded, lowering his neck as he mumbled.

    "And I think that this guy is definitely ours," declared the Elf with his best "Please do not kill me" smile.

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    The situation was tense. The Elf''s stamina seemed to have been lost every second that was spent in silence.

    "Why don¡ät they say anything?" He thought, shifting his eyes like a madman to try to get a minimal clue to the behavior of those below. By the bad angle to the only one he saw clearly was the Orc that calm opened one of his eyes and fixed it in his direction; patient, cautious, he caressed the edge of his monumental ax and smiled, finishing his message after winking at him.

    Lee stopped his lunch, ran his hands through his clothes, trying to get rid of the blood as much as he could. The she-wolf swallowed the last bite and while licking the blood around her snout turned around changing her animal shape to that of a small girl smeared with blood and violent purple eyes that in the middle of the day obscured the light of the inclement sun. That pair advanced directly to the swordsman carrying a gloomy and frightening mortal aura.

    "Wauf." It was what the Swordsman said irritated, no more was needed.

    The girl let out a roar in which she revealed her hideous hybrid fangs and jumped to the mast. Barefooted and unannounced, she climbed the pole in a frenzy, jumping it up and down through it in a perfect use of her bestial and humanoid qualities to stick and detach in fractions of a second; causing tremors in the structure, reaching which spectrum to the top ¡ªin specific¡ª to the back of the sailor (14+6). The sailor was shocked at the absurdity of the situation.

    "I-if you move your partner murderer" he warned, knowing how useless that line was because of the impossibility of seeing the back of his neck. However, to his surprise and luck, thanks to the weakness of the base he heard a creak that told him what was to come.

    Immersed in despair he tried to stab the throat of his hostage who enjoyed a better knowledge of the events and did not delay in letting go and falling with a mocking laugh into the arms of Lee and Satoru. Before the Sailor could turn around a sudden thrust he snatched the scimitar from his hand next to a pair of his fingers (15+6). He fell to the ground and witnessed the effect that the tunic caused by preventing him from seeing anything other than his psychotic face. Between moans and anger the sailor exchanged glances and accepted his inferiority.

    Wauf removed a hand from his tunic and in reflected the sailor closed his eyes.

    "It''s not your time yet."

    He opened them fearfully. Wauf seemed to be offering something to him.

    "Eat."

    "Huh?"

    On the palm of her hand was a viscous piece of flesh that must have come from that half-eaten body.

    "Eat and you will be of ours."

    The sailor stopped slow, at all times held his injured hand and bit his mouth. Hunching in pain, he raised his face and the girl waved the meat, reiterating her invitation. Slowly he let the wound tighten ¡ªan action that freed the bleeding from his captivity¡ª and directed his direct arm to reciprocate the offer. Stoic Wauf waited without blinking. A few centimeters the sailor in a fit of rage gave a powerful thump that dipped the piece of raw meat; he breathed tired and used showed him the middle finger with his hand hurt.

    "Tell me, tell me, tell me," Wauf exploded with laughter. "Tell me you thought First Dead" She lost control in a sadistic smile.

    "No," he replied, holding back the girl''s grimace. "I thought... I refuse to obey and I also refuse to die."

    He stood on guard and pale got ready for a final attack.

    "Kyaaa!" shouted Wauf and made his heart explode. "This NPC is great! Can we keep it?!" she cried on the edge of the observation post with her back to the sailor.

    And there the lack of blood acted on him.

 07: The detour

    "He passed out," said Wauf.

    "What did you say?!" said the Elf still in Lee''s arms.

    "The sailor fainted!"

    "What should we do with it?" Lee asked and relaxed the arms with which the Elf fell to face the floor. "We kill him?"

    "But we need someone to steer the boat," said the Elf with his face against the wood.

    "I''m going to throw it!" Wauf sat Regy on the wooden edge ready to push him to the ground.

    "Wait, we have not decided what to do yet!" exclaimed Lee.

    "Go ahead throw it!" Satoru said that until that moment he had been scratching his head. "I have an idea."

    Wauf released Regy''s body and Satoru caught him in his arms like a professional super-strength rescuer (19+1), laid him on the pole and crouched down. The Elf and Lee imitated him.

    "Don¡ät get down yet, Wauf!" Satoru said and she stretched out her arm with her thumb raised.

    "Good," Lee murmured, "what''s your plan?"

    "We don¡ät have much time, he told me that the course will not take us to the new continent," said the Elf.

    "I will use my magic eyes." The irises of Satoru''s eyes fluttered wildly and in a process that seemed painful they changed color to a brilliant gold that gave off a tenuous, hypnotic, warm light.

    "Don¡ät look me in the eye" he said and proceeded to open the eyes of the unconscious Regy. He made sure they were making eye contact even though Regy''s eyes were not synchronized and he increased the intensity of the golden glow.

    "Now you''re under my command, so get up before I wanna kill you."

    Lee and the Elf waited with Satoru for five long seconds before a spasm from Regy surprised them.

    "It seems your trick didn¡ät work." Bored the Elf gave up and moved away.

    "I guess we''ll have to think about something else." Lee slapped Satoru on the shoulder; he let out a sigh and threw Regy''s face against the wood.

    "I kill him?" Satoru drew his sword.

    "Hey, don¡ät you dare kill him! I said I want to keep it!" Wauf roared. "We just have to wake him up when we go to disembark!"

    "And how on earth are we going to find a way?!" Satoru replied.

    "I''m thinking it!" Wauf climbed to the top of the post and took a long look around him hoping to see some dirt on the horizon.

    Lee and the Elf went to check the hold, then went out eating some cookies and went into the captain''s chamber for clues or guides on how to sail and left there wearing old and worn pirate hats ¡ªan old memory of the old friends of the captain¡ª and still Wauf was desperately looking for solid ground (4+1). Satoru impatiently raised his sword, understood that killing him was perhaps a bad idea but it angered him to see him there, dejected and useless.

    "At least I''m going to hurt him ugly," he mumbled but a hand came to rest on his head. He turned and found Afkage the orc offering his great ax kindly. "Thank you." He bowed his head and took the ax.

    "This is your last chance, or you wake up at the count of three or I''ll tear your legs out." Satoru prepared the blow. "One, three!"

    "Stop!" shouted Wauf. "You can¡ät wait for a damn second! There''s land over there!" He pointed his finger in the opposite direction of the sun. Afkage looked at Satoru with a smile and, raising and lowering his shoulders, asked him to return his ax.

    "Seriously?!" Lee and the Elf ran to the helm. The Elf grabbed it and turned it a little in that direction.

    "Like this or more?!" said Lee.

    "Eh... Just a little more to the left!" And with that indication the Elf set the course as well as he could and the others approached him. They asked Wauf to stay on the mast to warn when they deviate, however, she was more worried that they would notice their white lie.

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    The sun joined the sea on the horizon and the light was scarce, the rudder was in the hands of Afkage the Orc that for half an hour had given its maximum to remain as still as he could, he did not understand what his companion told him but he supposed that imitating him would be enough; and since no one had spoken to him again he did not care at all. Satoru went to sleep in the ship''s hold about seven hours ago, and Lee and the Elf had spent the afternoon rotating the work of steer- ing the ship all this time, and had played with the cards they found in the captain''s room.

    "I''m getting bored," Lee said stealing a card from the deck. "Do not you think we''re barely moving?"

    "I sincerely believe that the designers created a lousy start for this game, lock the players up the whole day on a boat, please, even I know that the water levels have never been good" replied the Elf stealing a letter.

    "They''re not even attacking us with fish with wings or such ridiculousness."Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road.

    In fact, if the ship had not changed the course they would have reached the new continent, specifically a small town that settled half a year ago, a nice semi-tropical place where an elderly man dedicated to hunting beasts and blacksmithing I was waiting for them to ask for different tasks. However, when you turn in that rough way you will now be lucky if you will at least reach one of the dozens of islands near the continent. Out of the simulation a programmer reluctantly gave him one of his most valuable Beast Combat cards to his smiling partner who scoffed and said "I told you that players never follow the plans, except those guys".

    "Hey Wauf, how far are we from the earth?!" exclaimed the Elf, turning his face towards the mast, which moment Lee took advantage of to rush through the deck and exchange his cards for the best ones he could find. "Are you hearing me hairball ?!"

    On the pole the wolf had been dozing for some time, her body reacted to the noise but only waved her leg and ear in small spasms.

    "I''ll go wake up that loose."

    "Wait." said Lee. "Before that we solve this game once, remember that if I win you must call me Master from now on."

    The Elf looked at his cards and sat down assured of his luck.

    "In what you lose every time you get money or objects you will offer them to me, compared to you I need resources and not just my fists."

    "Well, my Duel Time skill was activated and neither of you can retract, so show your hand."

    The Elf revealed his letters and displayed a full house consisting of three nines and two kings. Immediately Lee smiled like a demon that had just tricked a stupid human and showed his house full of three aces and two kings. The Elf threw the cards at his face, now, Master and got up to go up the mast. At the base of it the sailor Regy little by little was waking up and opening his eyes was surprised to see the sunset in front. He tried to move, which was not because he was tied up.

    "Oh, you didn¡ät die, that is good, in a moment I need you to take us to the ground." The Elf did not give him time to respond and without retention he used Regy''s face as support to raise the mast.

    "He- wai-" the poor man stammered. "Hell, this does not look good," he thought.

    His confused heart was still hurt by the deaths of his friends, but in a way he was happy to stay alive and have managed to get these killers away from the Kokoto People. A tear slid down her face as she laughed low.

    "Now that I think about it, they''re perfect for that grumpy Old Man''s job"

    The Elf reached the top of the mast, observed the tender killing machine sleeping peacefully and with a gesture of tenderness cleared his throat and breathed deep to roar like thunder:

    "STUPID DEGRADED RISE NOW OR I SWEAR THAT I PUT YOU A STRAP AND I LET YOU ROCK!"

    From a jump Wauf woke up and almost fell off the mast if it is not because he changes shape and uses his hands to hold the edge.

    "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

    "That''s my phrase! How the hell do you fall asleep if you''re who our eyes are ?!"

    "Uh..."

    The expression on her face showed her embarrassed, although she immediately became uneasy when she realized that her earlier lie would be disproved.

    "We-well the truth is that as everything went well and the course was easy m-I got bored and fell asleep ..." A die came from his lying lips and blessed her with a 19 that thanks to his statistics became a 21 almost impossible to beat for his friend with sharp ears.

    "You don¡ät have to stay like this anyway." The unconscious die that he threw almost managed to surpass hers (19-1). "It would be better if you do not sleep more," said the Elf, calmly descending the mast.

    "Eh?"

    Wauf did not believe what happened, looked around and there was nothing that looked like land in sight. She sighed relaxedly thanking the heavens that her friend had that terrible score in perception that haunts him in all the games and in real life. But he became uneasy again when he realized that he still did not see land to go to.

    "Demons, demons, demons! What will happen to us if we don¡ät land?! Are we going to be stuck in the middle of the sea?! I don¡ät want to eat fish for the rest of my life! "

    She sweated cold.

    "I don¡ät like fish!"

    "No, please don¡ät step me on the-!"

    She heard that scream and leaned over the edge, was glad to see that her pet was alive and that no one had ripped off her limbs; however, he was thrilled to have the help he needed. He looked at his companions like a stalker.

    "All right."

    At that time he undertook a mission of stealth and the dice gave him a decent 10 that with his skills was transformed into a 15 that allowed him to go down without attracting anyone''s attention until he was on top of Regy.

    "Please don¡ät make any noise," she whispered in her ear causing chills. "I really need your help."

    "Why should I help you?"

    "There are a lot of reasons, don¡ät be gross and think it alone." Wauf brought his rapier to Regy''s neck. "The thing is that I do not know where we are, I don¡ät see land and I don¡ät wanna stay in the sea for the rest of the ga- my life."

    "And how do you want me to know?"

    "You are a sailor, Sailor it!"

    "That''s not a verb!"

    "Please," she knelt in front of him and approached his face causing Regy to blush. "I really don¡ät like this situation."

    Regy almost gave in to the beauty of that werewolf, but the memories of his dead friends and compatriots freed him from the lovely tenderness of Wauf.

    "Help them? The least I want is for beasts like you to be free, unleashing chaos on the world, however..."

    "If you bring me the map in the captain''s room I can locate myself using the stars."

    "Thank you!" Wauf said and without hesitation went stealthily to that place.

    "Even if it''s risky, staying stuck with them is not a good idea." He looked away from the half-devoured captain''s body.

    "I have to take them to an island where they find dangerous creatures and flee with the boat" he thought full of will and desires for revenge.¡±

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    Wauf opened the office door softly. The night had already fallen so it was not a problem for her to get there without being noticed, she hoped that it would not take too long and that no one would notice that she was not on that mast. She passed and closed the door and relaxed walked looking for that map. She almost screams and becomes infatuated when she sees that lying on a chair Satoru was snoring and that she had covered her face with the only map in sight.

    Wauf approached slowly, prayed that the dice would not abandon her and proceeded to try to remove the map from her partner''s face. When I hit the sheet the dice failed (6+5) and Satoru was undeterred, however, due to being in the fifth dream was not able to feel the presence of his friend who got the paper left the room and ran as fast and quietly as possible to his Sailor.

    "Here it is" he whispered.

    "Let me see it."

    Wauf opened it in front of him.

    It was inconvenient to read the map in the dim light of the moon, now he had some practice and apart in the time he waited for Wauf had already been located a little with the stars, so it was just a matter of thinking a bit.

    "Climb up and shout that the earth is a little more to the left."

    "All right!"

    "It is assumed that one of the islands few islands that has been explored and marked as a dangerous place is the Piedad Island, it is my best and only option" He heard how the little murderer told his classmates about the change of course.

    "Besides... that island is in the opposite direction to the continent"

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    "Come on, don¡ät be discouraged, it''s hard to go straight all the time," Lee said, stroking the sad and huge orc in the back.

    "I don¡ät think he understands what you say... Master" the Elf said scornfully.

    "My words don¡ät but my feelings." He hugged the Orc and it corresponded.

 08: The misfortune of Ro-rin

    "Mainland!"

    To the sound of that shout Lee, Wauf, Afkage, the Elf and Regy woke up whipped by the emotion of being able to fight, the joy of exploring land, the surprise of not being lost at sea, indifference for no particular reason and expectation about his uncertain opportunity for revenge. Satoru was not even mounted on the lookout post; it was enough to be on the edge of the bow so that his eyes filled with hope. Wauf leaned out from the mast, stuck out his tongue and waved his tail without stopping as he felt the sun gradually cover the entire surface of the ship as the sun dawned. Lee and Afkage ran to the bow, eager to verify their partner''s words.

    "At last we will be able to enjoy the game!" Satoru burned with passion and reflected that by casting his fire spell on his sword and pointed it in the direction of the island.

    "I can''t wait to see what kind of beasts there are!" Lee stood at the tip of the ship. "I want to level up and find others to break their faces!"

    Afkage without understanding a single word nodded repeatedly and raised his ax as a sign of having perceived his fighting spirits. He smiled impatiently to break some bones and took a deep breath so as not to lose his sanity.

    Wauf howled calling everyone''s attention that due to the sun they barely saw her canine silhouette jump down leaving her animal form to slide down the mast like an agile human euphoric hugging Regy who closed her eyes fearing an attack.

    "Thank you so so so much!" she said being on top of him completely.

    Regy didn¡ät open his mouth, no matter how beautiful that long-haired girl was and how happy and tender she looked with those tears from her bright eyes. For him that thing had ceased to be a human one a long time ago, well, it was hard for him to remember that act with the corpses of his companions stinking the place from the previous day just a few meters away from him. However, since she ended the hug by giving him a warm smile, he assumed that an unfriendly face or getting lost in her thoughts would be the worst thing she could do if she wanted to carry out her revenge as soon as possible, so; He gave her the most sincere smile possible, yes, a true smile that did not lie at all because knowing that in a short time he and the other demons would end up worse than his fallen companions satisfied her sobbing heart.

    "Why do you hug him?" The Elf asked with clear disgust at that show of affection with someone who at most would be worth only one of his bullets.

    "Eh?" Wauf replied nervously and walked away half a meter from Regy.

    "It''s true, that was very strange," said Satoru, carrying his sword in his hand.

    "I understand that you like to enslave NPCs but you never get attached so fast." Lee clenched his fists and placed himself on guard.

    "Do you think I hypnotized her in any way?" He asked Afkage that without understanding a word from his friend he released a "Hmhm" and prepared his great ax against the sailor.

    "Take off, little girl, this thing is useless." The Elf pointed his shotgun at Regy who was sweating stressed.

    "Hell... Of course these heartless people would kill me as soon as they stopped needing me... Even if it doesn''t work, I have to dissuade them, I don''t want to die before I see them suffer!" Regy thought and, dead of fear slowly opened his mouth. If he had any chance of convincing them, it was to say that thanks to him they were not lost in the vastness of the ocean. But what if that girl denied everything? He cannot allow himself to become less useful than a corpse of those they devour.

    "Now or never" ¡°I-¡°

    ¡°Stop! He was the one who guided us to earth!¡±

    "Uh?" Regy turned in the direction of that voice.

    "What are you-"

    "What you heard stunted Legolas! If not for him we would still be in the middle of nowhere!" Wauf said and trembled as she imagined having to eat fish the rest of his life to survive. "Thanks to him we''ll eat beef, pigs, chickens. So stop the scandal and don''t kill him."

    "What? And how did he do that?" asked Satoru.

    "With this." Wauf showed the map.

    "Was there a map?!" Lee exclaimed.

    "They are lousy looking for things," Regy thought as he let out a sigh to calm down.

    "It was amazing! I just brought him the map and he told me which direction I should tell them to move the ship!" Wauf kept the map and flooded her rapier. "He just looked at the map and the stars so obviously he must be a navigation genius!"

    ¡°Well, I was always good locating and memorizing things¡±Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.

    "So¡­"

    Wauf turned in front of him, pulled her arm back with the rapier and hurried it straight at the immobilized sailor. Unprepared Regy clenched his teeth, angry at having received hope from that damned murderer and closed his eyes in reflex. He heard the sound of the tip tearing and piercing through something quite stiff, but it wasn''t him. Shrunken, he opened one eye and was ashamed to realize that the only thing he cut were the unfortunate ropes that almost cut off the circulation of an accurate pit that did not even touch his shirt fabric (16 and 17 +6 = 23 ).

    "... From now on he will be my pet!" Wauf sentenced and looked at him with devilish eyes.

    "Pet?" He thought fearfully as he stood leaning against the wooden pole.

    "Any objection?" Wauf groaned, opposing her rapier to his friends and her wild features came to light just as a miserable part of the infinite fury she was able to release.

    Afkage altered and advanced his foot ready to release a devastating attack due to not understanding any of her words, however, Lee put his hand on his shoulder maintaining eye contact with the wolf girl.

    "I only have one..." he said in a thick and serious voice. Wauf didn¡ät hesitate and remained in his position of threat although his companions were denoted gloomy and would surely kill her in less than a round.

    "Let me help you with the name!" The tension in the air disappeared instantly and Satoru laughed in his mouth at the sharp tone of Lee''s tone.

    "It sounded like Mouse Michael!"

    "That depends on whether your proposals are good."

    "They will be, I assure you."

    The Elf lowered his weapon imitating the others and walked to the bow to observe that firm land they were talking about, but before he gave Regy a cold look and showed him the index finger while throwing the weapon on the shoulder.

    "A bullet, you''re worth no more" was the message the Elf sent him.

    "A mistake, a bullet" was what Regy understood.

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    If they spend a quiet hour, eating or taking a nap, they gain an Advantage in the Regeneration of life and mana and recover some skills.

    Regulations ¡ª Short breaks.

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    "So they will let me free?" Regy rubbed her wrists that almost turned purple from the tightness of the tie.

    "That will depend on whatever you understand as freedom," Lee replied.

    "That¡äs right." Wauf shook her rapier causing noise and then punched Regy''s throat with the tip to which he could only react by sticking his back and head to the mast "From now on you are my pet, jiji," Wauf''s facial expression got upset and a grimace of pleasure arose from her deceptive sweet appearance. Her eyes took on a scarlet glow; she put his thumb to his lips and got tiny wrinkles next to his eyes as he drew a macabre smile.

    "You must call me "Pretty Owner" every time you address me and you will be called "Sebastian¡±,¡± she said in a radically different tone of voice and a couple of Intimidation dice fell from her lips (10 and 11 +3 = 14) defeating by beating 7+2 = 9 of the pathetic sailor against the wall.

    "Hey, hey, it''s a pet, not a butler," said Lee, and Wauf pouted it back to its tender appearance. "Let''s call it" Rolin. "

    "Umm, I don''t want him to have the same name as my brother''s pet ..." She kept his rapier and allowed Regy to stand up normal. "I know!" she exclaimed seeing Regy with a sweet and childish smile. "You will be called "Ro-rin"!"

    "Is not the same?"

    "There is a difference, what do you not hear? Ro-rin, Rolin, Ro-rin, Rolin, Ro-rin ..."

    While the rat man and the wolf girl were arguing about whether it was the same or not what was once "Regy" had to accept his fate as a mascot of the murdered of his countrymen...

    "Okay, I''ll call myself "Ro-rin," Pretty Owner..." he said submissively and Wauf jumped happily as if he had tamed a dog or a cat.

    "... Until the day he avenges me ..." he thought and hid as much as he could of his thirst for blood.

    "Perfect! Then the first thing my pet Ro-rin will do is - //"

    Suddenly Wauf''s voice was drowned by a loud noise of falling water, Lee tried several times to ask what he said and Regy, that is, Ro-rin was surprised and took the map from Wauf''s hand and paled when he realized of what that noise meant ...

    Wauf and Lee also understood the situation they were in when they rotated their heads towards the rest of their friends in the bow and the Elf and Satoru made them desperate signs holding firm to the wood of the ship and Afkage ran towards them with fear. The orc shouted at them but they were not able to hear it, despite feeling like the ship "got off" made them react and in less than a second Wauf crossed the mast with his rapier (12+6 = 18) and hugged his pet Ro-rin hard against this and Lee ran straight to Afkage who nailed his ax against one of the wooden walls with all his strength (14+4 = 18) to cross it and waited half a second for Lee for both synchronized to roll the handle of the gun ninety degrees for added support (18+4 = 22 and 18+2 = 20) and they held on with all their strength hoping for the worst.

    Just then the fall began. For a short period of time that seemed eternal everyone was able to admire the "Island", which turned out to be the tip of a mountain surrounded by a mysterious circle of seawater that fell into the void.

    "Please don¡ät break, please don¡ät break!" The Elf whined, hugging his shotgun with one hand.

    "I''m going to kill that damn sailor!" Satoru exclaimed with his feet in the air depending on his nailed sword and his hand taken to the Elf.

    ¡°Hahahahaha!¡± ¡°Hahahaha!¡± Lee and Afkage laughed at their faces warped by the wind.

    "Why can''t I finish stepping on land at once?!" Wauf squealed and did not stop her tears from maidens.

    Regy, that is to say Ro-rin remembered that the map at night was difficult to see and with tears of sadness and frustration he thought ¡°Why the hell does God hate me?!¡± having no choice but to hug the little murderer, beg for their survival and avoid swallowing their hair.

    "This is not funny if they die like that!!!!!"