K.Quinns
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- Thousands of soldiers. Hundreds of knights. Hundreds of mages and dozens of priests. And even several large chests filled with holy water. On the day the demon was prophesied to descend, the gathering site was packed with people, like grains of sand on a beach. Thankfully, they had managed to roughly pinpoint where the demon would appear, allowing everyone to congregate in one place. No matter which direction you turned, the view was filled with armed soldiers, all fully equipped for…
- As anyone who has played games would know, quests in RPGs play a crucial role. Not only do they provide experience points, high-level items, changes in relationships with NPCs, and the acquisition of skills, but they also serve as a guiding path to carry the game's story forward. And the same is true for the VR RPG game, Demons’ Saga. In fact, this game doesn’t really have much of a structured storyline. The main objective is simply to hunt down the demons sealed throughout the world. Players are…
- For anyone who's played this game, the methods to acquire equipment items are pretty straightforward. You can buy them from shops, order custom pieces from a blacksmith, or even win rare items at auctions. In this game, one of the most common ways to get items is to commission them from a blacksmith. Of course, since this game strives for "another reality," other methods are possible too. However, the items you find in stores are often of mediocre quality, and auction prices can be outrageously high.…
- The stench of rot seemed to rise from the mound of corpses. Blood had pooled across the ground, so much that it soaked everything beneath it. As soon as the video started, the sight that filled the screen was a village littered with the bodies of its residents. They were scattered like garbage, their corpses covered in deep gashes. But… could those even be called gashes? It was more accurate to say they were torn apart. The condition of the bodies was beyond horrific. Even though this was just a game,…
- Morning had arrived. Thankfully, I was still alive and in one piece. Though my mental state felt thoroughly shredded. The thing that really pisses me off about Rampage B is how it knows exactly how to scratch at those deep, hidden desires I try to bury. "...Sigh." As a result, mornings after Rampage B were always filled with a sense of disgust. But hey... at least my body was intact. I had a few cuts and scrapes, but nothing a good nap couldn’t heal. ‘...I’m exhausted.’ Wandering around all…
- It was only a few days ago. According to Chaerin, a significant event had occurred in a remote village. A young boy, described as a demon child or Māin, had appeared and killed many villagers. The knights eventually arrived and put an end to the incident, but not before issuing a dire warning—there was a chance that a demon might descend. Because of this, the topic had become a major point of discussion among the Otherworlders. Information about Māin, demons, and demon blood was flooding in, and the…
- Whoa, that caught me off guard. Someone suddenly smashed my head. I wasn’t sure what had just happened. Luckily, the hit wasn’t strong enough to do much damage. Otherwise, that could’ve hurt a lot more. Wait, shouldn’t I have said I almost died? Well, sorry to disappoint, but my head’s pretty tough. A regular hammer isn’t enough to kill me. It would take a lot more force to one-shot me. To be honest, when my head was hit, I was completely conscious. I just pretended to be knocked out to…
- Winter in the Forbidden Forest is incredibly short—just about a month and a half. That’s half the length of winter back on Earth, where it stretches close to three months. Because of this, some unique natural phenomena occur here... For one, the trees in this forest don’t shed their leaves in the winter. Normally, trees drop their leaves to conserve energy. With less sunlight in the winter, the energy gained from photosynthesis isn’t enough to sustain the leaves. So, it’s common for trees…
- Since the day Yoo Chaerin first visited the cave, many others had followed. And among those visitors were some truly bad people. One such person had even tried to force themselves on Yor. Yor had barely managed to kill that wicked player and claimed their items as spoils. Now, showing those items to Chaerin, he recounted the incident with an irritated expression. '...What the hell.' Chaerin cursed inwardly as she listened to Yor’s story. The cause of all this was obvious, even to her. 'This is…
- Attention is like a drug. No matter how big or small, people live off the attention of others. We’ve lived in cooperative societies since the primitive ages, and isolation has always been synonymous with death. That's why hikikomori, shut-ins, wither away from lack of attention, and why we don’t need to worry about celebrities—they’re constantly in the spotlight. Just look at how many people in my modern world flock to platforms like Instax or Yubetube. Humans, at their core, crave attention…
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