It's pretty huge, the building I mean. Rike's spire, just as the barman had told me, was the tallest thing I had ever seen in this world, even in my own world. Looking up, it must have pierced into the clouds themselves. Who knew how far it went beyond them? The golden tiles, which lead up to the spire in some sort of road, were in immaculate condition, none of them were damaged or broken even the slightest. Grass, which usually crept its way through the ground, wasn't even touching them. I only assumed it was gold because, in my subjective reality, they were green at the time. I only recently discovered that, in this body, I was unable to distinguish between the colors green and gold. It wasn't particularly bad, just strange. Color blindness usually came in red-green, blue-yellow or complete blindness to color, not green-gold. I wonder where that came from. Do all elves have this? Or maybe it's just in the high-elven subgroup. There could be a weird genetic code in these fantasy

"I have not come here to talk about myself. I'd rather have it that you tell me more about your life, if that isn't too much of a hassle for you," Asher stated. After he'd agreed to listen to an old man's stories, Rike told him about his own life. "I am old, very old in fact. As I told you, high-elves usually don't count their years, though I did, which is usually for any long-lived elf. In a few months, I will turn twenty-thousand-and-ninety-four. I believe I am one of the oldest elves that is still alive and conscious. Yet, because I am a high-elf, nothing, not even a wound or illness, can kill me. Stab me, poison me, even rip of my head from my neck, nothing would end me.When I was younger, I frequently heard about the marvels of the world but never experienced them for myself.High elves are known of, not seen. So the idea of travelling was heavily discouraged. So I stayed. I had a family like everyone else. I received high-elf education, which has the highest standard in this

"Sure I'll be. I can't imagine sending you a few letters from time to time would hinder me in any way, so why not? Or is there something special I'll have to do when you're, like, my boss? In this world, there must be a few skills, or other methods, for sending long distance messages pretty quickly, or even instantaneously.Wait, let me see... I think I already have a skill like that-" Rike lifted his hand to interrupt me before I could finish my thought. He let his hand down and said, "Relax, that's not required; I will send Wystus with you, and at the proper moments, he'll report to me." "Really?” I raised an eyebrow and replied, "I assumed that 'the companion for life' wouldn't be handed away so easily. Or, mhh, I'm not sure how strongly I am connected to my 'life companion'. ... No, I wouldn't abandon Faye, since she is helpful." Rike flashed a mischievous grin, revealing a glint of his pearly whites. "Do not worry," he said in a voice laced with confidence. "Wystus is unique

I ate a mouthful of dirt, then turned around and looked up from the tall grass. From the dust of the crash zone, a figure emerged. "You're Cyrus, right?" Okay, Asher, play this cool. A woman with lime-hair who suddenly crashed on the ground like a meteor, asked you if you are who you are. Size her up in your mind, she's a woman. That usually meant that she's physically weaker than a man, but that information was useless in a fantasy world where stats decided your power, a woman CAN just be a strong as a man, there are no inherent statistical differences. She looked taller than me and clearly had more muscle mass than I did. If you did, in a world like this, that must have meant that your strength and constitution skill must be high. Also, there was the fact that she could enter into orbit, and not just burn up while hurtling through it and land, creating a crater without getting hurt. “No," I said. Great work Asher, now expand on it to make it feel more real. "...never heard

Wo Aini, was a princess born to a father called Wo Chongbaini. He was the sixty-ninth successor of the Alaranian Empire, the sole heir of the throne after his nameless older brother had died during infancy. Her mother was a very weak noble woman called Tamen Henhao, who had also been the sole heir of her own family line. The Wo's and the Tamen's always had a close relationship with each other and to strengthen their connections to the throne, the Tamen's offered their daughter to the previous Emperor, Wo Weirou, as wife to his son. This gift and also the fact that the Tamen's had the biggest private army in Alaran made it easy for the emperor to accept the proposition. Following the birth of a beautiful baby daughter with a snow-white complexion and dark, opaque hair, her mother Henhao passed away, leaving her husband Chongbaini with a void in his heart that was soon filled with hate for the girl who had, in his mind, murdered the only woman he had ever loved. Chongbaini who had a