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I sighed, scooping the books up into my arm and opening my inventory to store the items that had been lent to me. “I apologize for my outburst… I do appreciate you—all of you,” I stood up, putting my hands behind my head and taking deep, choppy breaths. Whether or not my body was receiving any extra oxygen was unbeknownst to me, but it helped calm my mind either way. “I just need a minute is all.” My feelings don’t excuse my reaction to her comment, whether they were sincere or not. Keeping a level head is all I’ve got left, facts not feelings, instinct not emotion. I

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Charge Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Reveal SP Incurred Towards Limit: 16 SP Refunded: 16 Cost: 16,000

Another wine bottle ricocheted off the marble tiles. The sound bounced from floor, to wall, to ceiling, to wall, back to the rafters, and then finally to the couch where Acanthus reclined. Her left hand held the pale green neck of tomorrow’s regret. It was a good vintage. Good enough, at least. The discarded bottle rolled across the floor, making an intolerable scraping noise. It hobbled across luscious, speckled floors so extravagant that Acanthus doubted such a floor existed anywhere on earth. With a sharp crack, the empty bottle split against the far wall of the parlor, vanishing with

"Lazy?" Forming the word with any deliberate intent for the rest of the day seemed nearly painful. Those most familiar with Freyd knew that the sheer concept of a day off was essentially anathema. Even here, now, he'd come equipped with full tactical fish-decimation gear and buffs in tow. A lazy day meant depleting every detectable fishing spot on his mini-map with surgically precise timing. There were entire spreadsheets built around matching the best lures with potential catches, weather-dependent debuffs to offset inconvenient climate outages... Even his tennis shoes were laced with fi

No words for Demian today. She did her best to treat him like nothing more than one of Aincrad's shopkeepers. Anything more was simply too much effort. Purchasing: Skewer Roll x10 (20 materials) Bento x5 (15 materials) Bingsu x5 (25 materials) Miso Soup x5 (25 materials) Gelato x5 (10 materials) Mousse x5 (10 materials) Total. 105 Mats sent to Demian.

"Stephen Star? Famous?" Furrowed brows fought to recollect the significance. "Are you that guy who cast magic spells in that old comic book TV-adaptation? The one with the fancy red cape that had a mind of its own? Wow... that would make you pretty ancient too." Raising his bracer just in time, it catches most of the egg yoke splattered his way by Acanthus' baby drake apocalypse. The goo froze and shattered into scintillating sparkles of post-mob content, barely garnering the Whisper's attention. If he'd even heard the moral dilemma stirring in his friend's heart, there was no mention of

Crafting results for 6/1/2025 (Link to shop post) Step 1: Fusion Fusing Uncommon 243740 + 243732 -> 243741 (Rare) Fusing Uncommon (Mast) 243738 + 243737 -> 243742 Rare (Mast) Fusing Rare 243736 + 243733 -> 243743 Perfect Fusing Rare (Mast) 243739 and 243730 -> 243744 Perfect (Mast) Step 2: Appraise (IDs link to the shop thread in which the item was rolled or fused. If the item does not have a link, then it was fused or rolled in the same post it is appraised.) March to the Dawn | 243744 243735 | Instant HP Recovery III A militaristic f

Today's Crafts Extended Workshop. (+3 EXP total from Trinket | Tuning Fork + Hard Working) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 243740 CD: 5 +1 LD: 3 Uncommon - 6 (+3 Ambition) 2 243739 CD: 8 +1 LD:

Ph * * * Note: CS Shades of the Gemini is active. if any player objects, they should note such in their first post and it will be considered inactive. Wulfrin consumes Gungir Shard 239050 | Sharkcuterie Board | T1 Demonic Feast (6/6) | ACC II | EVA II | ID: 239171 - takes one portion shares the rest with party (5/6 remain) [desc.] A daring spread featuring a variety of cured and smoked shark meats, paired with exotic cheeses, crackers, and a hint of seaweed garnish. This adventurous platter offers a bold flavor journey, perfect for those with a taste for the wild and mysteriou

DATE: [4/16/25] RANK 9 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 2667/5119] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 10+3=13 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Extended Workshop +2 EXP per craft Trading Hall 3 +2 EXP per craft | Salvage on LD 9 | +3 crafting attempts Crafting T4 [Sheild]s: ID 243717 | CD 11 | Perfect ID 243718 | CD 10 | Rare ID 243719 | CD 3 | Salvage | LD 7 | Material Lost ID 243720 | CD 4 | Salvage | LD 6 | Material Lost ID 243721 | CD 3 | Salvage | Material Lost ID 243722 | CD 11 | Perfect ID 243723 | CD 10 | Rare ID 243724 | CD 4 | Salvage | LD 16 | Material saved ID

The rumors that a scout had made it to the labyrinth on Floor 29 spread like wildfire, and all of Aincrad’s player base waited with baited breath for any news of its completion. To most it was just another day at the office, but for those who had their heels dug in on the untamed Floor 29, things would be anything but normal. Even more so considering it was filled with eldritch abominations. The swordsmen and women that were fighting on the frontlines quickly would become overwhelmed as waves of these blighted and grotesque mobs charged with a renewed vigor. They seem to be under the comm

Thread Closed. Boss Room Located.

No Chill | 243716 Applies ANTIFREEZE to the user for a single thread.

Telrenya spun around to greet her, her voice bright and untouched by the bitterness of defeat, and the sun was a degree too warm once again. Yue Hua was about to slap herself -- nevermind her earlier musings on post-battle highs. She was, in this moment, certain that she was smiling too wide in a manner that wasn't becoming nor socially appropriate, but when she went to reign in her expression, she felt that it was no different from the characteristic politeness she usually wore. Merely a noticeable upward curve to her lips -- nothing to be losing her head about. Why was she fussing? "Yue

"without any further instruction," night began, looking out towards the city, "i'd just perform my due diligence to a minimum and write down… everything. let her sort through the paperwork.” though she shifted, a little uncomfortable in admitting part of her own sloth, her eyes were set on the buildings they rounded, the boat guiding them through the waters. “i don’t get paid enough to do her work for her, to be honest. if anything, i’m hemorrhaging col. but whatever it takes to get us out of here, i suppose." she glanced over to an, head dipped slightly. "if there's anything you'd like

Their sloop was listing viciously on the choppy waters of The Black. Morningstar, after much debate and ultimately pulling rank, was at the helm. So far the two of them had little luck locating the labyrinth entrance, working on a hunch that the raging sea may have been the key. Now they found themselves trapped in a raging storm that dropped their visibility to basically zero. Thankfully, Wulfrin's tendency to become horribly seasick didn't come with him to the virtual world, though his body felt funky just out of sheer memory. He was positioned just below the sail, at the base of the mast wh

Taka may as well have been poking a sleeping, starved bear with how angry the girl before him became at the dismal of her apology. Steam may as well have been coming out of her ears, and the slight growl in her restrained tone wasn't helping hide how much she was fuming. "Oi, when someone apologizes to you for their wrong doing, you're not supposed to reject it!" The girl released the tension in her balled up fist and took a deep breath to calm herself of the disrespect she felt. It was fine (for the moment) though. This guy was a complete stranger who only just learned about his fate in a dig

The ship listed to one side, pushed around by brutal waves. Salt foam bubbled on deck, dissolving until again it was replaced by the dark sea. Morningstar gripped the wheel tight, his face drenched by lashing rain. Above, the storm thundered, the boundless wrath of Neptune bellowing through the air. Booming winds crashed against the sails, threatening to rip them to shreds. In the distance, Morningstar thought he could hear a horn. With one hand, he created a visor over his eyes, and once the waves dropped low, he scanned the horizon. "Look!" he shouted through the storm. Light broke

"I'm more than capable of teaching the game on my own," Wulfrin chuckled as he tried his best to lighten the mood. "I've followed enough players on their repetitive tasks given to them by Dorian, the single most unorganized mayor I've ever seen. Truthfully all my fishing time comes when I'm watching them stumble around picking up random rocks and flowers. Everything pretty much gets stomped by me these days, so unless we're entering the floors in the 20's, there won't be any need for back up. I'm deep in the trenches on the frontline, so this is a welcome change of pace." Wulfrin stood up

The dense jungle fell eerily silent as Astra forced his was towards the location of the screams. Eventually the jungle cleared revealing a small clearing with a small pond at its center. Next to the pond lay the body of a hooded figure face down in the mud. Several teeth and claw marks covered the body as the red digital approximation of blood soaked the soil, oozing from the wounds. Howls could be heard in the distance as a gentle rain began to fall. Lightning flashed providing a brief illumination to the now darkness filled jungle. Several wolf paw prints could be seen coming to and from the

"I'd say so," KnightinGale replied to the comment of the tank's durability. "They can definately take a beating, as for the wiping out of our own bars, I wouldn't have any idea. Until recently I was struggling just to navigate the damn menus." Eve continued to watch the battle unfolding intently as the combatants had become blurs. Keeping up was becoming a full time job as Eve's eyes flicked around the room as fast as she could will it. She now had a goal in mind. If she could approach such a level of durability herself, perhaps she could help get her sister out of here after all. Doubly

Wulfrin watched as Yuki continued to be thrown around like a rag doll. Her ability to absorb damage was insane. This was the first time he had actually gotten to witness these legendary feats of tankiness for himself, as the only time they had traveled together was briefly during the Callisto raid. From his understanding that raid party's biggest hurdle was keeping the tainted bear focused on their tank, which they cleverly managed to do by exploiting its hatred for healers. The two titans clashed their weapons with a harmonic clash of steel that caused several vibrations throughout the icy ar

Mike awoke to the sound of birds on his windowsill. The virtual, shining sun burst through the cloth curtains. For a moment, Mike thought he was back home. His smile faded instantly. Glancing around the room, Mike did not spot Arthur. Where did the old fart run off to now? he thought endearingly. One could imagine it difficult to call that endearing. But, surprisingly it makes complete sense to Mike. To himself, his judgement is flawless. But, that is not the focus. As Mike stood out of the bed, he noticed a piece of paper on the table. "Whoever wrote this, sure was in a hurry."

According to his newfound notes, Morningstar was headed for the Mausoleum next. He was cautious when moving between rooms. The silence of the library was eerie; he never really felt alone, despite not seeing anyone else around. The books in this room were unreadable, bound in thick chains that Morningstar could not break through. He hadn't opened a single book in the previous room, but now that they were locked up, he found himself curious. What secrets did the library want to keep from nosy parties like himself? At the back of the room, a sarcophagus lay where a bookshelf mig