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Wait, was she just repeating herself now? She was, wasn’t she?

Oh God, she was going insane! She was repeating herself . . . there it was again!

Her ears perked as a snarling sound echoed through the barren land around her.

“Oh, no. No, no, no!” She screamed, unsheathing her katana a once again as her neck rapidly whirled around to find where it was coming from. “No, no, no! I am not going to do it anymore! No more!” She screeched, her eyes locking on to the white-gray ones of a single zombie.

“They you are, you little bastard!” She grumbled, launching her katana straight at it, and also silently hoping for it to hit.

Splick!

“God, I can finally rest in peace now,” she muttered, her body falling back on to the rocky surface of . . . the rock.

Her brain was her personal alarm clock, anyway.

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LVL: 23 | HP: 460/460 | EN: 46/46 | 9 DMG | 1 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD

INVENTORY: 

☆ T1 Katana | Bloody Howl: +2 BLD, +1 DMG
☆ T1 Light Armor | What I Wouldn't Give For Some More HP: +2 Regen
☆ T1 Jewelry | Aura Sensors: +1 EVA, +2 KEEN

BATTLE READY:
x2 Spider Cider [+60 HP]

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Zombies Killed: 48/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 48/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 8/25 or 4/15

HP Restored (Self): 40/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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Time seemed to slow down as Cordelia’s thoughts drifted off.

Perhaps she was having some. . . flashbacks?

Cordelia blinked as she woke up. “What-” She mumbled, looking down. Oh wow. This was a big bed. When did her bed get this big-

“Oh, no. No!” She screeched, kicking away the covers with her feet. “No, no, no! God, I refuse to be here! Let me out, God damn it!” She hissed, balling her fists together.

Oh, boy, she was in her old room. What freaking fun. She just couldn’t wait to just. . . relive this all over again, haha!

This almost felt like a routine for her. It wasn’t rare for her to dream like this. Or in this case, daydream. The girl sighed as she slipped off of the comfortable bed. Out of all the things she missed in the real world, it was probably this bed.

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ID: 126008
BD: 4+4=6 [+2 ACC]

ID: 126009
BD: 4+4=6

ID: 126010
BD: 9

ID: 126011
BD: 7

8x9=72-10=62 DMG

Cordelia: HP: 460/460 | EN: 31/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 RREGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD

Zombie #49: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]
Zombie #50 HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #51: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #52: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

 

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Zombies Killed: 52/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 52/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 8/25 or 4/15

HP Restored (Self): 40/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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The girl sighed as her feet made an impact with the cold, solid ground. She hated how realistic her dreams were. It kind of kicked her in the ass sometimes.

The girl looked down to see she was in some kind of silky soft nightdress, to which she-- very loudly-- groaned to. She hated wearing these things. It made her feel so. . . bare. 

“Ugh, screw this. I might as well eat something in this,” she made quotes with her hands as she exited her large room, “wonderful dream I’m having.”

Her bare feet softly walked down the hardwood steps of her abnormally large house- or rather, her parent’s. 

“Maybe there’ll be some servants here today,” she sighed, trailing her fingers down the smooth railing. Some days, there were a minimal amount of people in her dreams, in others, it’d be completely empty, and on the worst days, there’d be too much people.

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ID: 126012
BD: 6 [+2 ACC]

ID: 126013
BD: 3, Fail
MD: 6-1=5, Miss

ID: 126014
BD: 7

ID: 126015
BD: 7

8x9=72-10=62 DMG

Cordelia: HP: 460/460 | EN: 18/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD

Zombie #53: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]
Zombie #54 HP: 50/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #55: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #56: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

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Zombies Killed: 55/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 55/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 8/25 or 4/15

HP Restored (Self): 40/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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Who knows how long she was going to get stuck in the halls for as well.

There were days where it felt like a few seconds and then there were days where it felt like years. Her brain her dirty, yes it did. 

She sighed and leaned her back against the wall. Frick, she didn’t want to walk anymore. She was too lazy to walk at the moment. Who knows, maybe she was fighting ruthlessly right now. Who knows, maybe she filled the quota for the zombie amount, already!

That would be really incredible. 

But it could also be highly probable. Sometimes, her mind just went blank when she was fighting. She wasn’t really sure if that was a normal thing to do when you’re being bombarded by multiple zombies, but hey, if it works, it works.

As long as she was alive and slaying a couple of zombies, she was all good with it.

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ID: 126016
BD: 3+4=7 [+2 ACC]

ID: 126013
BD: 8

ID: 126014
BD: 7

ID: 126015
BD: 3, Miss
MD: 5-1=4, Miss

8x9=72-10=62 DMG

Cordelia: HP: 460/460 | EN: 5/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD

Zombie #57: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]
Zombie #54 HP: 50/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #58: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 

Zombie #59: HP: 50/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

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Zombies Killed: 58/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 58/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 8/25 or 4/15

HP Restored (Self): 40/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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She sighed as she tapped her slender fingers against the marble ground. Yeah, this was a boring dream.

Like, hell!

She hasn’t had one of these in a long, long, long while. Perhaps she could, like, finally think! Her daily routine never really involved her actually thinking as much as she really thought she was. It was usually just. . . wake up, go do some quests or hunt— something like that, maybe have a bite to eat if she’s near a cafe, and then go back to sleep! 

Pretty boring, huh?

She sighed and leaned her head against the wall. She needs to spice up her life a little bit. She needs something different. 

She clapped her hands together as she thought of something new. She was going to do something with her hair!

It was a rear idea! It had always been getting in the way of her fighting and she needed something new! Good job, Amara!

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ID: 126020
BD: 6, Hit
MD: 7-1=6, Hit [REGEN ACTIVATED NEXT TURN]

6x9=54-10=44 DMG

Cordelia: HP: 445/460 | EN: 0/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD

Zombie #59: HP: 6/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

 

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She really didn’t know why she hadn’t had this idea a while ago! Her hair had always. . . bothered her. Perhaps it was because her parent’s defiance on getting anything else. She never cut her hair unless it was really necessary, but here, she could do whatever the heck she wanted! 

Yes! That was going to be her plan! After she kills just a couple more zombies, she’ll run to the nearest alchemist and get one of those weird potions that can change your hair color, and she’s sure that she can find a pair of scissors somewhere. How hard can it possibly be to just dye your hair and cut it? 

It is a new era, my friends! A whole new weapon, a whole new Cordelia! This. . . today is the day she will be a whole new person. . ! Well, physically at least. She doesn’t know if her personality was really a problem. . .

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ID: 126021
MD: 10, Crit! [REGEN REFRESHED]

Cordelia: HP: 430/460 | EN: 1/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD [+5 HP]

Zombie #59: HP: 6/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

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Zombies Killed: 58/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 58/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 8/25 or 4/15

HP Restored (Self): 45/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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She giggled to herself as she thought more about it.

Man. She just felt. . . so free. She was never allowed to make decisions like this by herself and now she finally can. Just a little taste of freedom can be so addictive. She needed to limit herself, though.

She knew how freedom can turn a person’s personality completely upside down, and she didn’t want that. Just like some kind of drug, freedom has to be limited. 

Her hands fell down to her sides as she smiled happily to nowhere and no one. 

She was just happy that she was finally her own person now. Who knows how long this world will last, but she wanted to cherish every single part of it. 

It wasn’t going anywhere for now. So. . . she sighed and leaned her head to the side so that it was propped up by a white marble pillar. . . she can just enjoy it for a little bit.

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ID: 126022
MD: 5-1=4, Miss

Cordelia: HP: 435/460 | EN: 2/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD [+5 HP]

Zombie #59: HP: 6/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

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Zombies Killed: 58/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 58/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 8/25 or 4/15

HP Restored (Self): 50/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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She felt excited. More excited than she’s been in a while.

There were so many choices to choose from. To color, to hair length, to the way she wanted to style it!

She wanted something unique. Perhaps an abnormal color would be a good idea, then! Blue? No, it wouldn’t fit her. Red would make her seem like a hot head. Purple was exactly the opposite of what she wanted. Green. . . we don’t talk about green. Perhaps, white? Did it not resemble cleansing and newness? Maybe she should do white. She was becoming a whole new person, so it would be the perfect color. As for hair length. . . She definitely needed to cut her hair. She definitely didn’t want some kind of bob or pixie cut, though, it wouldn’t look well with her slim frame. Well, her hair right now was more than waist length. . .

Perhaps just above the shoulders?

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ID: 126023
BD: 1, Miss
MD: 1, Miss

Cordelia: HP: 440/460 | EN: 1/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD [+5 HP]

Zombie #59: HP: 6/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

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Zombies Killed: 58/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 58/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 9/25 or 5/15

HP Restored (Self): 55/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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She could always have bangs if those were really getting in the way of her fighting as well.

Maybe a messy bun could also suit, her, though, not all of her hair-
God, that would be a nightmare. 
She wasn’t sure how his whole hair changing thing worked in Aincrad, but she was willing to try it out. Whatever it really took just make her unique, but of course, not too unique.
She didn’t wanted to attract any eyes, but just enough to make her feel happy with herself. 
Cordelia huffed with a grin. It felt so weird just fantasizing about this kind of stuff when she was literally stuck in a game where it was certain death sometimes but, hey, it’s not like she was leaving here any time soon, not that she was totally against leaving here at all.
This world. . . It just seemed too perfect. Almost too perfect. 

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ID: 126024 [accidentally put #31]
MD: 3, Miss

Cordelia: HP: 445/460 | EN: 2/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD 

Zombie #59: HP: 6/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

 

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Zombies Killed: 58/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 58/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 9/25 or 5/15

HP Restored (Self): 60/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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She was scared. Scared that this was all just some kind of sick dream that God had put her up with and she’ll wake up the next day to the same boring life she once had. Cordelia huffed her knees together and sighed almost depressingly.

She didn’t want to go back. She sounded sick when she thought about it but she really didn’t. She was. . . so lonely. So depressed. Nothing ever made her happy in the real world, but in here. In Aincrad. She was happy. She made friends. She made enemies— though it wasn’t an entirely bad thing to her— and of course, she was free. Free to wear what she wanted to wear. Free to talk when she wanted to talk. Free to do what she wanted to do.

She would rather die in the hands of Kayaba than to have to go back to the wretched place she used to call home.

Maybe she really was going crazy after all.

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Zombies Killed: 59/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 59/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 9/25 or 5/15

HP Restored (Self): 60/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

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ID: 126025
BD: 8

9x2=18-10=8 DMG

Cordelia: HP: 445/460 | EN: 2/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD 

Zombie #59: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

 

 

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Crazy was a huge understatement, really. A really big one. 

She was. . . insane? She was pretty sure that would be something that people would call her if they ever found out what she truly wanted. What she truly and desperately needed to happen; 

Stay in the game.

She almost let out a defeated sigh. Society sucks. She hated it sometimes. Well, she hated it all the time, really. She was pretty sure that no one out there actually liked society even though they are a part of it.

But hey, if you ever find anyone who actually likes society, be sure to give her a call, because she was going to pound their damn face in.

Like, seriously!

How could one love something so judgemental and. . .  and. . . and, well. Judgmental! Society sucked and everyone knew it. But no one ever really tries to make a change in it, because, well, it’s freaking society!

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Cordelia gasped as she opened her eyes. "Wha, who? Where?" She mumbled frantically, stumbling around for a few seconds before finally regaining her balance. 

"Where am I again- oh right, never mind," she mumbled, shaking her head. How many zombies had she killed? She was sure that she had probably exceeded the limit by now. What a drag. She probably could've stopped a while ago, but she wasn't the one who controlled her. . . day dreams. Okay, maybe something was actually wrong with her body because day dreaming was definitely not suppose to be like dreaming. Well, it kind of is but not really!

Cordelia groaned as she leaned her head against the oh-so-familiar rock. Man, this rock really felt like her second home at this point. Who knows? Maybe she just make a house here and now. What?

It's not the most farfetched thing in this game! She's seen things!

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Cordelia frowned very, very, very deeply as she scratched her chin. 

What the hell was up with that? This was stupid! Completely and utterly stupid! Like, why was this only happening to her?! She was sure that none of the other players were getting treated like this! 

She grumbled and crossed her arms as she closed her eyes with a crossed look. This was certainly . . . dumb! Like, why?

Her energy was just about at its max again, and then she’ll be out there in no time. Swinging her katana at those stupid zombies. Wherever they were, anyway.

Happy thoughts. Happy. Thoughts! Think about them, Cordelia! Think about them!

She needed to change this damn subject! She was never going to get anywhere if she was depressed like this or whatever, especially if she was going to get to the front lines anytime soon! Think, Cordelia. Freaking think!

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Man, she really needed to fight again, huh? No matter! She was out of her when these last two waves are finished!

“Take this, you brain sucking twerps!” She screeched, swinging her katana wildly at the zombies. 

Just think about it, just think about it! She could be out of here in five minutes. Just five minutes! That’s all she wanted! Then she could get out of here. . . and do her hair! Oh my god, how much she wanted to do her hair!

It sounds really weird, but it doesn’t even matter at this point!

She just wanted to have her hair done. . . and to be not fighting zombies anymore!

Honestly, she sounds like some kind of diva in the apocalypse.

She wouldn’t be surprised if she did. There always divas somewhere in the world, even if it ended with an outbreak of a deadly virus.

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ID: 126026
BD: 6 

ID: 126027
BD: 6

ID: 126028
BD: 9

ID: 126029
BD: 5+2-7

8x9=72-10=62 DMG

Cordelia: HP: 460/460 | EN: 31/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD

Zombie #60: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]
Zombie #61 HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #62: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #63: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

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Zombies Killed: 63/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 63/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 9/25 or 5/15

HP Restored (Self): 60/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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Cordelia screamed out loud when she felt a huge amount of energy leave her body. Her legs felt wobbly as she leaned against her katana, all of the zombies in the immediate area were gone or were on the verge of dying.

“Hooray . . .” she muttered, fist bumping the area as she grinned tiredly. Man, she really needed a nap. Honestly, that rock looked like the best damn bed she had ever seen in her life right now.

Maybe if she could just take a few hours . . . the event would still be going on. Right?

Yeah, yeah.

She climbed on top of the rock and mumbled sleepily. Yeah . . . the rock was certainly comfortable. 

Like, actually. It felt like literal heaven to her. The things sleep do to people, right?

She was barely grasping her sanity right now, much less her sleep. Maybe she was . . . maybe she was really going crazy.

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ID: 126030
BD: 4+2=6

D: 126031
BD: 4+2=6

ID: 126032
BD: 9

ID: 126033
BD: 5+2-7

8x9=72-10=62 DMG

Cordelia: HP: 460/460 | EN: 16/46 | 9 DMG | 3 EVA | 2 REGEN | 2 KEEN | 2 ACC | 2 BLD

Zombie #64: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]
Zombie #65 HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #66: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20] 
Zombie #67: HP: 0/50 | 10 MIT | 15 DMG [CRIT: 20]

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Zombies Killed: 67/150

Last Hit on Zombies: 67/100

Critical Failures or Evasions: 9/25 or 5/15

HP Restored (Self): 60/150

HP Restored in a Thread: 0/120

Consumables Used: 12/13

 

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