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As his footfalls carried him, a sideward glance to his HUD showed the green circle move and trail behind him. <<Detection>> at its finest, leaving nearly none that could actually pass by the wanderer unnoticed. The lenses on his face gleamed with every streak of light that broke through the canopy overhead, as his focus remained ever forward. The man noticed no hesitation however, his gift left unclaimed but it was paltry in comparison to the meaning behind it. Down deeper into the thicker masses of the forest that line the larger mountains, where most players feared to tread. Wher

9/20/25 - Unevaluated 253676, Perfect T1 Whip, (CD:12+1, LD: 17) 253679, Perfect T1 Claws, (CD:11+1, LD: 9) 253681, Rare T1 Thrown Weaponry, (CD:9+1, LD: 8) + 253683, Rare T1 Thrown Weaponry, (CD:8+1, LD: 16) = 253681, Perfect T1 Thrown Weaponry 253685, Perfect T1 Projectile Weaponry, (CD:12+1, LD: 2) 253689, Perfect T1 Katana, (CD:11+1, LD: 7) 253692, Perfect T1 Martial Arts Weapon, (CD:12+1, LD: 3) 253693, Rare T1 Heavy Armor, (CD:9+1, LD: 13) + 253698, Rare T1 Heavy Armor, (CD:7+1, LD: 14) = 253693, Perfect T1 Heavy Armor 253694, Perfect T1 Heavy Armor, (CD:10+1, LD: 3)

The wind blew offering a rustle amongst the trees. It either aided her or gave her away. She stopped and looked back at the wanderer. Her eyes followed his every move, each step, each seemimg breath taken as he strolled. It was as she expected, he was more powerful than most on the floor. The wave of his hand hadn't gotten away from her. She recognized it as an initiation of sorts. Most likely a skill he'd aquired. Eventually she realized it pointless to flee. Better to stay put and stay quiet. So that she did. The longer she watched the more apparent it became to her that he was aware of her,

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The rustle in the wood, the small green dot that perched itself on his minimap having been discovered by detection like all the others. It mirrored its companions in color, but the one distinguishing mark upon it was its distance. Far removed from the others, found solace within its solitude surrounded by cardinal creations in a stark blue. Raidou would reach for his brow and remove a pair of lenses, wiping them with a clump of fabric from his robe to give them a polish. A gesture to allow his thoughts to gather and the ones that mattered to bubble to the surface. There was always those that d

The forest was a place of wonder, it held life and death, creatures of all shapes and sizes knew it as home. The serene atmosphere drew her near. Careless whispers flew through the wind grazing Vanta. She loved it here, she could think, all was at peace. Thousands of trees to climb, roads and pathways to map, streams of cool water that lay to rest beautiful stones that shimmer under sunlight. This was life. At least the best of it she could live in this world. Senses imitated but not the same. The wind, the sun, the little ladybug that landed on her finger; none of it was real. The food she at

The emerald fields of stone valley were just as fresh as the nomad remembered. Spanning about as far and wide as a players vision. Dotting the left a smattering of trees in a dim blueish and green hue, topped upon spires of darker wood and riddled with moss. Just beyond, a range of mountains that peaked slightly over that wood casting a silhouette of shade across that under its umbrella. The fields were ripe with activity, as players in formed parties rushed off and flashed blades to the promise of easy to acquire loot. Given the lack of difficulty these fields were flush with faces, chatterin

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Wulfrin had confirmed what Astra had seen, the flames were emanating from him and not just his blade. Likening it to the way the shadows clung to him made sense, and Astra was able to pick up on it once it was pointed out. For all the time they spent with one another, Astra still couldn't help but feel that there was an air of mystery that hung about Wulfrin. Though, it could be supposed that it would be that way for a lot of the players trapped in Aincrad. The floating castle was changing people daily, and even if it could be surmounted to Cardinal's actions, there was a lot that remained une

"-he was- is a good man." Was... The faux pas was there...it tugged at chords otherwise left alone within her heart. It had been a fear of hers - and she - with her orange cursor couldn't easily check the monument. "It feels like that...huh?" Mari asked Jomei quietly. It felt like Oikawa had died. After all, death meant the departure of those you once knew, it was final. And - this felt very final. "You know...he told me he was going away for a while, but refused to tell me where, or if he'd ever come back. when I asked...he just didn't answer." It hurt. It hurt knowing how he confess

Recently Astra's life had been a bit hectic, considering that he'd been undergoing intense training to level up and acquire skills, participated in raid-wide events on Floor 29, and continuously found new ways to acquire scrapes and bruises. All that to say, a day of rest never hurt. The real problem Astra faced was how he would occupy his day of rest, which was something he often struggled with when he wasn't in motion. Perhaps it was ADHD, perhaps he felt as though he couldn't ever really rest, but besides eating a metric ton of food and doing some reading, he had nothing. That was, until, a

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'Deep breaths,' that was how she convinced herself to get through town. Avoid eye contact, keep out of the way, and under no circumstances do anything to draw attention to yourself. Her thoughts rampaged one after another. Vanta was a new player with no advantage aside from irl skill. Not that it would prove useful, but she felt she had to weigh it in as a possible aid just to feel better about the doomnof her situation. She wandered the town of beginnings, mentally mapping the most efficient routes, shops that cost less coin, how many NPCs resided on the floor, and above all, how many players

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Calm and quiet wasn't usually a term provided to any form of online gaming centre, and yet here Aoi had to admit that a measure of the two seemed to lay over the fields before her. She could see the various outlines and figures of other players and creatures moving about - some in contention with one another, some simply enjoying the weather and the peace that could be found among the large grasses. Aoi had paused to glance about and take it all in, considering her own position among the various bodies in the distance, before deciding there wasn't much worth considering about it at all.

<<Quest Details>> Wulfrin gazed upon the familiar sands of Floor 5. This was the home of another of his past times, killing a quest mob known as Terra Firma. The first step on that list was to speak with Abdullah. * * * Guild Rank 1: +1% EXP and Col at end of thread Wulfrin Consumes Gungnir Shard: Sharkcuterie Board | T1 Feast | ACC 2 | EVA 2 - takes one portion and shares rest with party (5/6 remain) Protein 2 - Skewer Roll Damage 3 - Liquor of Light Mitigation 3 - Bingsu Wulfrin | HP: 960/960 | EN: 140/140 | DMG: 28 | MIT:123 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE

<<Quest Details>> Fresh off the recent raid on Floor 29, Wulfrin was in desperate need of a relaxing fishing trip. Early in the morning, Wulfrin set off from his home on Floor 22 down to his humble beginings on Floor 1. As he stepped off the teleport gate, he took in a deep breath, absorbing the fresh air. Aincrad's floor variety was something that still amazed him even after all this time. One moment you could be fighting for your life against eldritch horrors and the next you could be strolling the streets of the largest settlement in the game. He wore no armor as he had opt

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