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Author: Authoress Aurora
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You bought everyday clothes with special properties!

Would you like to make her your default outfit? After death, you will appear in these clothes. All properties will be saved.

The mental answer is yes or no.

I was ready to kiss the System while reading this message.

"Yes!"

Your outfit has been updated.

Apparently, when they told me that you lose everything when you die, they meant "all military equipment." And really, what else to expect from a crowd of men obsessed with fights? They do not care about a sense of style and a spectacular look. The most important thing for them is armor and weapons. Accordingly, they think about these losses.

Pig and I went outside. The downpour ended, which was logical for such a strong weather: only occasionally small drops fell from the sky.

I looked at the dirt under my feet. This is able to turn shoes into viscous pads in just a couple of steps. But, thanks to the enchantment for cleanliness, lumps of dirt peeled off the shoes almost immediately.
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