Jessica Smith
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**Even if my bow was not destroyed, it would have been difficult to fight at close range. I'll have to use my Unique Talent as soon as I have the opportunity.** She could hear the boss chasing her, scratching the walls as they ran through the corridor. **For the moment, I'll have to counter that speed he receives from that night boost.** "Wind Boost, Swift and Furious," she intoned without urgency, surrounding her body with a green aura. +++Agility and Speed increased!+++ Dylak reached out,…
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DUNGEON PROGRESS BUTLER MARICK -- DEFEATED COOK MONIER -- DEFEATED COUNT DYLAK -- ONLINE HOUSEKEEPER BILMUR -- DEFEATED HOUSEMAID ELIORA -- ONLINE HOUSEMAID ELIZA -- ONLINE PROFESSOR SPIEGEL -- DEFEATED GIRL (???) --- ONLINE ************* +++++ THE STORY SO FAR Viola Lang, The Monster Administrator, updated the Eurola region's first dungeon. The Dungeon NPCs are now NUs, gaining autonomy, and yet, their objective is to train the last Low-level User. They convinced…
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"Yes... Take that, you redhead meanie..." Clara muttered, eyes closed, a smiling, drunk expression on her face. "Feel the power of Miss Bing Baaaang..." "Did you use Slumbermare on her?" the Victorian-dressed girl asked the only Count Dylak Duplicate that survived a fight against Clara's Imps. "That was the only way to shut her up," Count Dylak said as if he had survived a nightmare scenario. He looked down at her small master and bowed slightly. "What do we do with this User?" "Bring her inside…
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Thanks to Fabio, such an impossible battle against two Dungeon Bosses changed into 'Easy Mode'. Although Housekeeper Bilmur increased his strength thanks to one of his Passive Skills, he was unable to hit the gallant Fabio once. The handsome, gorgeous and awesome male NPC dodged gracefully and counterattacked with a powerful electric-charged punch, killing the enraged boss. Meanwhile, Alan was battling Butler Marick. With the use of his rifle and one poisoned bullet, Alan completely hard-countered…
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**When we finally arrived at Eurola, Emily couldn't stay still for a minute. 'Our adventure finally begins', she would say, even though we were level 15 already.** **We traveled to Unus Town and started a new guild, which I proudly named: 'Storm Crusaders'.** **After skipping the 'beginner's area', we parted north to the city of Scales, where we found our first guild members.** "Hello, gals! Would you like to join our awesome Guild? Think of it as a ship, and I am your captain!" **That was her…
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**If there is something I've always hated about mobs in this damn Virtual Reality, is that they can be freaking persistent.** "And I also hate Vitality brutes... They disgust me..." A tired smirk formed on Amelia's lips while constant drops of blood dripped from her chin. She chuckled after realizing her current estate. Her right knee was kissing the ground, and half of her face and clothes were sticky and stained in red. **I wonder if I'd have done the same for Marco a month ago... No... I'd rather…
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**Defeating Cook Monier was not my proudest feat. I caught him off guard while he was cooking something on the stove. I shot him twice in the back with poisoned bullets, and he seemed to brush off the pain as he got bigger and sturdier.** **I missed a third shot, for he had jumped aside, finally turning into something resembling a beast. The first thought crossing my mind was that he was too big to work in the kitchen now.** **The now black, wolf-looking bear, tossed the table getting in his way and…
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"Why is this happening to me?!" Clara cried while running through the forest. Above her, two little demonic-like winged creatures giggled and pushed at each other. "Our Master is going to die, tee-he-he! What should we do?" "If she dies, it will be your fault for being so weak, nya-ha-ha!" "I know you're programmed to act like jesters, but knock it off! You're not helping me remain calm!" "Did you hear that? You're a nuisance, tee-he-he!" "She is talking about you, nya--! Hmm? Hey, enemy at…
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---------- ++ Congratulations! Your 'Poison Resistance' Passive Skill is now Level 2. ++ ---------- "That is good news, Alan! You will now be able to withstand its paralyzing effect and probably survive for a longer amount of time," the child-like voice in his head said, as Alan watched his HP bar slowly decrease. "Great..." He panted, watching the color of his palms getting purple. "But I don't plan on dying like this anymore..." ---------- ++ YOU DIED Death by poison. Death…
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"Clara, could you explain to me what a Safe Zone is, please?" Ashley asked. "You don't know? You're level 41!" "The User account I'm using is level 41, yes, but I do not know much about The Novus." "Oh, right. I forgot for a moment you're Isabella. Sorry, New Sis! Well, to put it simply, a Safe Zone is a place or a city the Developers choose to protect. The destruction of Unus Town would've been prevented if it was considered 'Safe'." "So it actually acts as a shield," Ashley said. "Yes! If…
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