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She hasn't been inside the main setlement of floor 1 for a while, things remained... unchanged. At least that was what she would see from the rooftops at first glace, in a sprint towards the marker on her HUD. She would land in front of the restaurant that was in fact NOT a hot dog stand, as the name suggested. She exited her stealth state and walked inside, greeting the owner: "Hello, I need to following..." she said with a smile, leaving a piece of paper on the counter with some jotted scribbles saying: She then fiddles with her interface and transfers 1x Demonic shard to the ow

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Transferring 1x Demonic Shard > @Ariel - The Crowned Lion

Name: Nebulous Shard Your Profession: Alchemist Your Rank: 8 ID/Result: 247939 | CD: 8+1, LD: 9 247943-1, 247943-2 | CD: 8+1, LD: 15 Item Type: Crystal Tier: N/A Quality: Rare Enhancements: N/A Description: This item does nothing on its own. Shapeless, formless. But with the right effort, it could bloom into something magical. Post Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19121-f07r8-mix-mix-swirl-mix-closed/?do=findComment&comment=699064&_rid=8792 Name: Serenity Your Profession: Alchemist Your Rank: 8 ID/Result: 247941 | CD: 12, LD: 10 247944 | CD:

Florenthia Village hung suspended in the eighth floor’s eternal twilight, a tapestry of rope bridges and treehouse platforms woven into colossal trunks wider than castle keeps. Ariel paused beneath a cathedral of leaves, her blue kimono—dyed the deep indigo of midnight oceans—glistening with perpetual drizzle. The inverted V of her crimson cape pooled like spilled wine down her back, its edges frayed from battles fought in darker floors. At her side, Kimba the lioness pressed close, white fur damp and ears twitching at every rustle in the understory eighty feet below. The air tasted of we

Name: Harmonics Profession/Rank: Performer II 247922 | CD: 11, LD: 9 247927 | CD: 11, LD: 11 Item Type: Support Song Tier: N/A Quality: Rare Enhancements: N/A Description: Harmonized melodies. Sounds acceptable as a piece, needs work to be part of a greater whole. Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/42376-f01-symphonics-r3-performer/?do=findComment&comment=699065&_rid=8792 Name: Synth Waves Profession/Rank: Performer II ID: 247937 | CD: 11, LD: 10 Item Type: Debuff Song Tier: N/A Quality: Rare Enhancements: N/A Description: Back

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Baldur was surprised when Mari suddenly got close, and then embraced him, placing her face against his chest and holding him, and after a moment, he held her back, giving her a light squeeze. When she pulled back and continued, Baldur still tried to make sense of what could make some do that to themselves. Most people stepped off the edge to make it end. He wasn't sure if what Mari did was better or worse, but at least she was here. One foot in front of the last. He wanted to tell her she was crazy for doing that, that she could have come to him. He could have locked her up somewhere private,

Crafting on 7/16/25 Energy Shot used | 18 Crafting Attempts Support Songs Debuff Songs

Crafting on 7/16/2025 Using Energy Shot | 247816 | Daily Attempts: 26 Crystal Crafting Potion Crafting

The Frontlines pushed forward after Callisto. Oscar had been no exception. Motivations were night and day. It was no secret that his fellows had immersed themselves. Partaken of the proverbial Kool-Aid. A new Floor was a new opportunity to rest on their laurels. Decompress from the previous mortal struggle before engaging with the next. It was at that first moment, stepping off the platform into the pouring rain that Oscar realized the game that was afoot. Dark storm clouds bore down upon them. Town abandoned, people replaced with horrors from dizziest nightmares. And Oscar said replaced

kms Action Taken: [Training Familiar] Yeff: ID#247920 CD: 1 (Jesus Christ) - Failure

ph Action Taken: {R3 LOCK} [RUN AWAY!] Yeff: ID#247919 LD: 17+2 (Success) -- Combat Ends Gambit | HP: 116/180 | EN: 11/36 | DMG: 15 | ACC:4 | EVA:3 Yeff, The Darkest Elf | HP: 131/400 | MIT: 30 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 0 [PARRY ACTIVE] Abilities: Elf’s Wit | On LD 15+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will attack the target with the lowest hate instead. Parry | On CD 6+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will prepare to parry the next attack, taking 50% less damage (rounded down). Weapon Lock | Only Sword Arts of Rank 3 or

ph Action Taken: {R3 LOCK} [RUN AWAY!] Yeff: ID#247918 LD: 9+1= 10 (Partial Success) MD: 9 CD: 8 Gambit | HP: 116/180 | EN: 10/36 | DMG: 15 | ACC:4 | EVA:3 Yeff, The Darkest Elf | HP: 131/400 | MIT: 30 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 0 [PARRY ACTIVE] Abilities: Elf’s Wit | On LD 15+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will attack the target with the lowest hate instead. Parry | On CD 6+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will prepare to parry the next attack, taking 50% less damage (rounded down). Weapon Lock | Only Sword Arts of R

ph Action Taken: {R3 LOCK} [ST-II][-9 EN] Yeff: ID#247917 BD: 7 (Hit) MD: 1 (Crit Miss) CD: 6 15*11= 165-30= 135/2= 67 DMG to Yeff // Yeff Misses, Parry activates Gambit | HP: 116/180 | EN: 9/36 | DMG: 15 | ACC:4 | EVA:3 Yeff, The Darkest Elf | HP: 131/400 | MIT: 30 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 0 [PARRY ACTIVE] Abilities: Elf’s Wit | On LD 15+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will attack the target with the lowest hate instead. Parry | On CD 6+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will prepare to parry the next attack, taking 50%

In here we can last forever without food, but the effects are... unpleasant." "Two months." Mari said quietly, shaking off her other sandal. It clattered against the first. She wanted to bring her knees up to her chest to hold herself tightly, but she couldn't. Not whilst wearing her Yukata. So she just sat there, her hands cold, fingers intertwining in each other. "Two months...without food." Mari repeated. It was the longest she had gone. Again, her own doing. Raidou gave her weekly rations but there was a particularly dark time where she was hoping she would have to eat and the game wo

ph Action Taken: {R3 LOCK} [ST-I][-6 EN] Yeff: ID#247916 BD: 4+4 (Hit) MD: 10 (Crit) CD: 11 15*8= 120-30= 90/2 = 45 DMG to Yeff // 32 DMG to Gambit, Parry activates Gambit | HP: 116/180 | EN: 17/36 | DMG: 15 | ACC:4 | EVA:3 Yeff, The Darkest Elf | HP: 198/400 | MIT: 30 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 0 [PARRY ACTIVE] Abilities: Elf’s Wit | On LD 15+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will attack the target with the lowest hate instead. Parry | On CD 6+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will prepare to parry the next attack, taking 5

But Yeff was prepared, now, and Gambit was unpleasantly surprised to find that the dark elf warrior's defenses would not be so easy to overcome a second time. Gambit didn't notice this until it was a little too late, however -- thinking he was striking an easy target quickly, Gambit rushed forward and unleashed another wild swing into the roaming boss of Floor Four. Expertly sliding his rapier across Gambit's thrust and sliding out of the way, Yeff managed to avoid the worst of the blow (most of it, actually). Then set off balance, Yeff stepped forward and elegantly stabbed Gambit through the

The dark elf had his rapier extended, a scowl plainly across his face as he charged -- and Gambit confidently stood his ground, grinning ear to ear. How many times had he defeated the Floor One Field Boss now? Had to have been dozens! And he was much stronger now than he was then. Gambit took his time to respond, but he was definitely quick enough to do so. In one swift motion, he drew his sword, swatted the elf's slim little rapier aside, and scored a powerful slash across Yeff's torso. The dark warrior spun around in a fit of rage, shouting something in a language that Gambit didn't understa

Baldur closed his eyes to hold back tears. I would have to come to visit you. But he didn't say the words He couldn't say the words; they would just be more knives. In his minds eye, he could imagine her situation, the horrors of it. She had chosen to do this to herself? He felt furious with Raidou. The man should have known better; should have talked her out of this torture. When he opened his eyes again to look at her, a small tear trailed down his face. "It's called the rule of three." He croaked out, wiping the small tear away with sleeve of his yukata. "Three minutes without air