The spider king let out a screech and her children understood it as her order for them to charge."Bees! Don't falter. Let's not disappoint our queen!""Beetles! Full force!"The commanders of both sections ordered and their subordinates obeyed. The insects soon swarmed the orc king, forming a tornado around him. Even with quality, he shouldn't have been able to surpass the sheer numbers of the insect army, right? But then,"Is this your trump card? I expected more. Then again, I guess that's all you would need to beat that moron over there."'Yea, keep talking big even after you are already caught in my trap.'"Hmph."'What's so funny?'"It's nothing. I just remembered a question somebody asked me earlier. Would you like to know it?"The spider remained quiet. She wasn't showing it, but she was feeling quite tensed. The mana threads she had created were taking quite a lot out of her. She was hoping to at least have been able to take down the orc with this, but it was taking longer th

Day 22 The air stained with the scent of blood, the ground broken and torn apart, the creatures littering the ground with their corpses and injured bodies, the smell of agony and rage. The battlefield had been opened and boy, was I bewildered. Everything had actually gone according to my plans. First, I assumed the Ogre Tyrant would be wary of us, especially after Diane told me that Derbyshire ran off to the east to seek refuge. So him stopping at the wolf hills, seemed the likeliest thing for him to do, although I had stationed a bunch of rat men at other possible locations for him. You see, to get to the center of Larm, you needed to pass through a few hilly areas. According to Diane, the shortest possible route from East to West was through the center and so, using the Wolf Hills was a given. Him being wary of us, he stopped just at the wolf hills to come explore. Next, I assumed he also possessed the skill [Overlord] so he would simply use it to scan us, not control us. He was p

There was a weird presence that was felt around the world. Only a handful of people would actually notice considering this presence was and at the same time, wasn't that important. This presence was the Tyrant of Larm, Goliath the Dragon.Of the handful of a people, a man in pitch black armor grinned. His armor had a few nicks and scratches in it. One wouldn't believe that the black allure the armor possessed was actually the result of it going unpolished for so many years. His helmet had the face piece cracked, so one could see his golden inhuman right eye."The little brat's awake… Maybe I'll get to see him one last time."He gripped his sword, strapped to his back, tightly as he drew it and readied it for his opponent, a ginormous minotaur with shaggy brown fur and red eyes. One of its horn had been cleaved off and the other was bent in an unruly manner. Several visible scars lacerated its body and blood spewed out like a pipe. It was in perilous situation at the moment.A white fl

Sakura petals danced in the wind, slowly descending to the ground. I was currently in what looked like a pasture of silver grass, with a single Sakura tree behind me. I had been standing here for a while, doing nothing but enjoying the scent and sight. I didn't want to admit it, but the realization dawned upon me. I died. Well, there was no room to whine about it now. 'Ugh… that was painful.' I thought, rubbing my neck with my wing. For some reason I maintained my bird form even after dying. "I bet it was." A voice said, startling me. 'Huh? Who are you?' I looked around and noticed the voice coming from behind a tree. A bit scared, I didn't dare go near the owner of the voice. "Seriously?" The person moved from behind the tree, revealing a girl in my school uniform – a skirt, blazer over a white shirt with a red tie loosely fitted around the neck – with tanned skin like a surfer. Her sandy brown hair was shoulder-length, complementing her pretty face. She was the spitting image

This was a bit weird to say, but I held a funeral ceremony for San. I dug up a grave for him even though his body wasn't present and I had fixed a stone slab in which I scratched his name into. I very small stone slab, that is.The treant brothers stood behind me and the army of twigs were spread all around me. The looked kind of solemn, even though they probably didn't understand the reason for my sadness. Maybe because I was sad they could sense it?I decided to hold this ceremony in honour of the two twigs that died. San and his unnamed brother who I killed.We were currently standing in front of my nest. My very first home. A place that meant a lot to me. Looking at the ground, I couldn't find where I scratch 'Tori's Domain' into the ground. Not like it was all ash or anything. In fact, this portion had grown back and you would think I was lying if I said I burnt this place down a few days ago.I picked up a Winowa blue. It was still cold to the touch."Redarkakakaka!"Ichi cried