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A Gamer's Guide 383

There’s something oddly charming about meeting and getting to know people you have no reason to think you’ll ever meet again. We may only have stayed for a little more than a week, but that was enough to get to know them. If we ever meet again, I hope I’ll be able to show them the same courtesy they did for me. 

For now, though,...

A Gamer's Guide 382

“I see,” Mr Judge said, repeating himself.

“I can put a stop to that,” Kitty said, but there was no bite to it, not even any bark, it was only a silly little joke and Ester treated it like that by laughing. 

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth and she stared wildly at the others partaking in...

A Gamer's Guide 381

They found him in the lounge, as expected, seated besides the fire together with the young goblin he had brought in, a bowl of soup cradled in the goblin’s hands. Wrapped up in blankets and furs, Ester almost couldn’t see his red-nosed face at first. 

She noted with some curiosity that although the good chair she liked had been mo...

A Gamer's Guide 380

“Sounds good! Great work, Hum. It’s amazing you were able to convince him without even—”

Ignoring whatever Lion was saying, Ester went over and burrowed herself in Gravy’s arms, who knew her well enough (because she had done this so many times) to just hold her instead of asking what was wrong and other ungood questions. He was g...

A Gamer's Guide 379

By the time they had arrived at the castle, Ester—by her friends called Hum—felt entirely certain that fish-guy was almost probably definitely the one mentioned in the message she’d received from the Hyrru-Ettric Archjudge’s proxy, SirFloorBed. At least, she thought so. If that wasn’t really the case then she’d maybe absolut...

A Gamer's Guide 378

The four of them share a look. Have I mentioned that I’m terrible at lying? Or maybe that came across just now when I totally fumbled this interaction. Classic Lo Fennrick, can’t talk to save his life. Why the heck did Lett agree to come along? Maybe he enjoys watching a guy mess up everything he does? Yeah, that might be it. Garath, too. Al...

A Gamer's Guide 377

Lett is still sitting right there, so I remember that I—and anyone else listening—should probably talk out loud. “Stop being so dramatic,” I tell him. “I deal with being human everyday! You don’t see me going all limp over it.

“Yes I have,” Garath mutters, almost inaudible beneath the snow. “I saw your memories. ...

A Gamer's Guide 376

“I’m not sure if I can?” 

His gaze burns holes in my skull.

I shrug. “We can try, I guess?” I put my hand on his chest. No chest hair. As a matter of fact, aside from the hair on his head, he has no body hair. Sure, there’s the eyebrows and the eyelashes, but nothing else. It’s how I’d expect a model to look, sur...

A Gamer's Guide 375

Hm. Odd. This sensation… Very strange. 

Garath. Analysis?

<Once, I knew a dragon with excellent

skill in removing only certain parts of a

a goblin’s brain. Perhaps those abilities 

might come in use for you now?>

You make a...

A Gamer's Guide 374

By the time we go in for a landing, I’ve got a bunch of altered skills, and Lett has gotten maybe two or three hours sleep in total. A pretty productive night, all things considered!

Among others, I spent some time working on the peel skill, the rat summon skill, the—

Hm? Hey, Garath, where’s the city? This is just an empty fie...

A Gamer's Guide 373

HUMAN 3: You’re leaving already?

Pathetic Coward: I must.

HUMAN 3: Sure, but… Okay, listen, I don’t know how much sense this is going to make since it’s coming from me and all, but, like… I was there, right? I saw what happened. You weren’t, so you don’t know how it was actually like. This was… Shit, I suck a...

A Gamer's Guide Books 4 & 5 .pdfs

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A Gamer's Guide 372

Blood compass wasn’t working anymore.

Bloodless? Dead? No, not dead. Never dead. Bad compass. Foul thing. When opened, it was found that the little vial was empty. No blood. But when vial was smashed against floor of carriage, strange smell erupted, like milk or flowers. 

Gross. 

Replaced it with other vial...

A Gamer's Guide 371

I grab the child box and exchange it with the god of hope box, switching their places. And then I look at Lett. Hmm. It isn’t very obvious, but… Yeah. I can tell that it’s working. The love and trust I have for him is increasing, growing stronger with every moment I spend in his proximity. 

Silently, I switch t...

A Gamer's Guide 370

One thing I really should have considered before we set out was to ask Rice for the map. No, better yet, I should have made a replica of it long ago. For some reason, I never even considered the idea that Rice might not come with me the entire way.

Now she’s gone, and everything feels bittersweet. 

If only to distract myself, ...

A Gamer's Guide 369

Spinning on my heel, I stomp over to where Rice is and grab her by the shoulders. “Rice, we need to go right the fuck now or I’m going to start doing things I’ll regret.”

She squints at me as though she’s never seen me before in her life. “Prince, what the heck have you been up to since we last met?”

“I had a...

A Gamer's Guide 368

My feet touch ground, real ground, and I watch in mild curiosity as Garath’s body, still bowing, his chin pressed into the dirt and mud, splits perfectly in half. Two pairs of folded wings emerge from the slit, pure white, shimmering like woven dreams in the pale moonlight. And once they’ve emerged fully, they fold out, massive and bright, c...

A Gamer's Guide 367

The dirt beneath my bare feet is soon replaced by soft, squishy mush. I can’t feel it, though. My feet simply pass through the must to instead step on the ground. 

How does this even work? What logic governs this whole thing? I don’t understand. 

Once I’ve arrived at the dragon, I turn around to find that the rest of ...

A Gamer's Guide 366

Three votes for killing the dragon. Wow, this is way simpler than trying to undo an apostleship! 

Except I’m starting to note a few dissenting views. Glyph, Lett and the goddess are all the very picture of uncertainty. Especially the goddess seems torn, which is odd, since I think I can remember four-winged dragons essentia...

DAILIES ARE BACK ON BABYYYYYY

All the way until the fifteenth of next month, ish! I don't really remember the exact date but something like this. Sorry about forgetting to continue to do the dailies, I got distracted by something quite interesting.

Y'see, I've been cooking up something brand new. A new story! I've even got a few chapters written, but not enough to st...

A Gamer's Guide 365

I try to grab him but my hands slip into his chest and out his back but he’s okay, he wasn’t hurt at all. Except now he’s lying behind me on the ground, panting and fearful. I reach out to grab his shoulder but my hand slips through. When I look at it, my hand shimmers and the moonlight is passing straight through it. Beyond the translucen...

A Gamer's Guide 364

Primary mission: completed. Dang I’m lucky. 

Let’s see if I can stretch that luck for a moment…

Reaching down, I check if Lett will allow me to take his hand. He doesn’t pull away. Nice! I love holding warm hands. Lett’s hand is very small, but it’s still nice to hold. 

All of the soldiers are looking at u...

A Gamer's Guide 363

For a moment, Kitty continued to hold him. Then, he leaned out, wiping his tears, though still not standing up. Remaining on his knees, Kitty affixed Lett with his gaze. And in only a single moment, Lett knew that he was no longer being looked at with pity or worry. Kitty’s eyes were clear, genuine, and as hard as rosilver. “Why wouldn’t y...

A Gamer's Guide 362

Lett had always been good at pretending. When he was younger, his favourite game was pretending to be a dragon, and his brothers would pretend to be kings and knights out to slay him. Sometimes, he would go a bit too in-character, and he’d refuse to die. Then his brothers would tattle on him and the game would be over before it had turned fun....

A Gamer's Guide 361

“No,” I mutter. “No, you can’t—”

“Charge!” someone behind me cries, and now the soldiers are back on their drakes, spears brandished and ready, moving with all the grace and intentionality of seasoned warriors. All heading towards the downed dragon. All heading towards…

I notice a gleam among the cavalry th...

A Gamer's Guide 360

Smoke, now. I smell it. It’s artificial, oddly enough, like what I’d imagine burning paint to smell like. 

“What is that smell?” Glyph asks from the back of another drake. Her sword is drawn, even though the church is still many kilometres away. I could answer her, but right now, I don’t want to talk. I don’t even want to ...

A Gamer's Guide 359

The garden was on fire. It was very pretty. Purple flames licking at grass and bushes and budding flowers to leave only soot and ashes behind. Even the smoke was purple, rising up into the heavens to join with the clouds. The snow hadn’t even had time to melt before turning into steam and floating away. Snowmen and snow forts and a so-called <...

A Gamer's Guide 358

I stare at him, feeling my mouth slowly slack open. “Ah. Um…” I look at the others comprising this merry gang. There are several hundred. No… There are only several hundred. I sigh to myself. “Can this wait? Preferably until after we all get killed by the dragon herald?”

“Oh, no worries, Fennrick! I wasn’t...

A Gamer's Guide 357

I have now been waiting in this damn field for the better part of two hours. Sundown, she said. Twilight, one might call it. And yet, the sun is down, and where is it?

It is taking every inch of willpower I have—which is not a lot of inches—to not begin painting the ground red. Because, as you might recall, it’s snowing. The snowing ...

A Gamer's Guide 356

“Thank you,” Jolene said, deftly hopping onto the side of the carriage in-motion before handing Grandma’s reins to the guard. “Please feed drake, water and munch. Pardons.” The door to the carriage creaked open and she stepped inside, some unseen hand closing it behind her.

As she had assumed, the carriage was indeed entirely dar...