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FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Going Back
Draven carried with him the ash of his sword in a mud jar that he’d made in a rush. Leo was not comfortable with it; he felt that the ash of the monster had combined with the sword when Draven was gathering the ash.“You don’t need the ash,” he said to Draven. “Just ask your master to make you a new sword.”“If it were that easy I’m sure he would have made me two,” Draven replied sarcastically.Besides, he could decipher which was his sword and which was the monster. With his growing powers that came with his upgraded points at level three, he could absolutely beat this. He wasn’t sure if the master had disappeared with the sword, since he made this with his hard technical strength.“We can just go back to the last place your master was and summon him to make you a new sword,” Leo said again.Draven was irritated by his annoying nag.“At this rate you’re going to turn into a woman with the way you keep yelling at me,” he said to Leo. “Besides, it’s too risky to go back to the very pla
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Poison
“Hey, not so fast!”Draven grabbed Leo by the hand, severely wounded. Leo cried out in pain, bowing his back immediately and lowering down to his knees. Draven removed his hand in shock and surprise; he hadn’t meant to squeeze him that hard.“Sorry,” he said, uncomfortable. “I was just thinking we should eat first and get energy, you know, as we planned earlier?”Leo raised himself with the other hand and stood up straight. He was out of breath and blood from the badly dressed wound dripped from his hand and onto the ground.“Jeez man,” Draven said, taking his hand and examining it. “We need to have your wound checked. It must have festered badly and you may have poison.”“I’m… fine…” He was finding it hard to make one coherent sentence.It was as if the wound had dug deep and a sort of toxin had passed through his body, paralyzing him. Draven had no knowledge of medical skills, but he had the skill of survival instincts at his increased level, so he knew that Leo was badly injured an
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Leo Wouldn't Die
“What’s going on?""Leo asked in panic, trying to draw his arm back.Draven held him steadily, examining the wound with a horrified expression on his face. Leo was so scared that he immediately sobered up. Plus the heat from the fire was becoming unbearable. The scent of the cooked meat that Draven had pierced through with a thin stick was even more unbearable.“There’s a bit of a spike in you. I think that’s what’s spreading the poison,” Draven said, his eyes on the wound.“What?!” “I’ll have to take it out, burn the skin to stop the festering and then give you the tea.”On that note, he stood up and checked the bowl of water he’d placed above the fire. When he saw it had heated, Draven hurriedly put pieces of the leaves and grass and flowers he’d picked into it. Leo watched him, impressed. The man was innovative. He wondered who Draven really was in the life he lived before coming to the game. He had somehow placed a long flat wood on the fire with a
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Screamed
Leo woke up with a groan and a throbbing headache. He yawned tiredly, then sat up from where he lay. With horror, he found out that he was naked.He screamed.Draven
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Earn It
They got to the site by midday the very next day. It was a long walk that encompassed less rest and less eating. Draven would have preferred if they walked by midnight and covered more grounds, but Leo was adamant that midnight was the only time he had to sleep and care for his wound.“You’re healing nicely, you don’t need that much rest when we’re in danger,” Draven argued one time.“I need as much sleep as I can get so I don’t fall ill and have you foster me again,” Leo replied.He left him alone then; and it was true, he didn’t want to foster him anymore than he already did. All Draven was concerned about was covering more ground and getting to the place faster, and caring for Leo should be the last thing he wanted. For that, they drank as much water as possible, avoided any danger possible and walked faster than usual.Once, they heard the movement of a group of players. Leo wanted to meet them for more water, as the one in their container was finished and he could not hold back h
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Empty Handed
Draven stared at the hologram features in surprise. He could not believe the master was saying such words. How many times would he have earned something in order for it to be given to him? Hadn’t he earned enough already? Hadn’t he worked enough already?No, he was not going to do such a thing. The sword had been damaged when he was trying to survive with his life intact, and even the master knew that. Hell, he said he was aware!Since he was aware, why was he still trying to punish him? Because this sure as hell feels like a punishment.“Don’t I deserve to be given a gift?” he asked as a last resort.“A gift?” The master made a sound that Draven could only decipher as a scoff. “My dear student, why do you think I will make you a new sword as a gift?”“Because I survived when I could have died from it?”“The fact that you allowed this sword to shrivel and die without you in it is an indication that I should not make you another one. You do not know how to handle a sword, Draven. There
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Help Me
“What do you mean we’re under attack?"!” Draven nearly yelled.“Exactly what I mean, man, we’re under attack!” Leo replied just as bluntly.“Alright fine, where’s the attacker?”“They’re on their way here.”He arched his brows at Leo. “Really, man? They’re on their way here?”“I heard screaming, okay? And then I came to check if you'd gotten the sword back so we could fight them off but apparently you haven’t had a single thing!”Draven inhaled and exhaled consecutively. The Master taught him that he must be calm at all times, and that’s exactly what he wanted to work for. Maybe if he became obedient and started his training again, the master might just take him seriously and make him a new sword. It had to be earned, right? This was part of the earning process.“I didn’t get the sword,” he said quietly. “But I’m going to work for it, alright? That’s the condition they gave me.”“You were given a condition in order to have a new sword.”“Yes, that’s basically what I just said.”“Do yo
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Injured...
Draven did not step back, much to Leo’s disappointment. He wanted to help the girl. She didn’t look like she was injured, but if they left the tree trunk under her for some time, then she would die. He didn’t want her to die when he knew he could save her.“What are you doing under there?” he asked. “Did it like fall on you but you were somehow miraculously saved from being crushed by it?"She didn’t answer. Actually, she seemed out of sorts and breathed. Draven realized with horror that she would die from breathlessness before the tree even got to her. He bent over to her, examining the damage done. Apart from the pressure of being pressed by her side that would eventually kill her, Draven didn’t see any other issue.“We have to lift the tree off her,” he said to Leo as he straightened.Leo was appalled. “What? You want me to lift the tree from her body? Do I look like I’m 300 pounds of muscle?”Draven rolled his eyes. “Jesus can you be serious for once? We’re only helping the poor g
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