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Screw the Sage Signing the contract.
The girl got up immediately, perplexed as to what had occurred. She recalls a ruthless hand grabbing her body and dragging her into the book, and then she witnessed the life and tale of a guy in the third person. She's still drowsy from the tiredness, so she just sleeps there, staring at the attic ceiling, for a few moments until her memory returns. Her pulse rate increased slightly as she recalled what had actually occurred, and she became scared. She attempted to remain calm because it wasn't real. ‘This is not true.’ She reflected to herself. Everything was in her head. “The man, his narrative, the little kid, and everything else are all creations of my mind.” She told herself, "I can do this." Everything will be alright if I remain cool and continue to take deep breaths as before. “I'm hungry,” she grumbled as she touched her tummy. “I guess it's already morning,” she replies, rising up and collecting her suitcase before looking and thinking if she would take the cursed book wit
Screw the Sage I cherish you. Please don't leave me behind.
Above. The gods look down on all beings other than their own kind. Then, as the mightiest, you must enforce the norm and allow the lowest animals to follow, bow, repent, and pray. Because they had endless lives, they were bored doing nothing, and the gods decided to invent entertainment suitable for a deity that monarchizes every world they control. The gods have an eye in every universe; they established this link to facilitate communication and wagering. Gods that crave amusement will go to any length to obtain it. One example is the formation of angels, demon lords, heroes, saints, and monsters to compete for the correct piece to employ. Whoever wins will be fortunate. They LIE. This is a never-ending cycle of battle, life, and death. But all changes when the Ertoverse, a component of the multiverse, gives birth to a solitary man on planet Ert. They refer to him as a miscalculation, a mistake, or a bug, to be precise. The guy they believed was the weakest link turned out to be t
Screw the Sage The Adventurers.
The first rays of morning appeared, and a symphony of lyrical bird melodies began to float across the settlement. The streets were softly illuminated by the newly risen sun, which was accompanied by a rush of morning activity. She massaged her groggy eyelids as dawn crept into her chamber. She caught a glimpse of a pearly gleam in the sky through the window. A man with a plague mask waited at the door next to her. He turns to her and says, “Good morning,” before going back to make her food. She leaps from her bed, rushes, and then suddenly clutches her master's back. She buried her face into her master's back as she said, “It's been long—so long.” When Screw noticed it, he said, “Go back now, and thank you for remembering me.” ***** “Happy birthday, Gura. Happy birthday, Gura. Happy birthday! Happy birthday!” “Happy birthday, Gura!” “Woah! Thank you,” Gura said, closing her eyes before blowing out the candle. Everyone was partying at the Screw's residence; it has been five years s
Screw the Sage Red pellet
“Fireball!” A ball of flame erupted from Perk's hand. Perk began to recite another magic spell after firing the fireball, “Fireball Brid,” and a little firebird flew and burned her attackers. It's only been fifteen minutes since the brawl began, but they feel like they've been fighting for many hours. There are too many weird monkeys on every side, and they are encircled. “We've killed a dozen of them, but they still—” Malt avoids monkey claws and counterattacks with a little knife, striking the monkey in the heart. Zack killed the beast with a concealed blade, creeping up on May. “Thank you,” May says as she smashes the beast monkey's head. “Focus on what's in front of you, May,” Zack said as he slashed another one. “There are too many of them... It's difficult for me to defend.” Joy pierced the beast's midsection and blasted the other one, who attacked her front with her big shield. “Form a circle formation!” Zack remains in the foreground, Joy is in the rear, guarding May, who is
Screw the Sage The two survivors.
‘Is she crazy?’ He was stunned. The scene broke Screw's heart. He can't believe he witnessed the murder case of treachery. Everything was quiet. Actually, it was only for him. Currently, the person in front facing the NOT SO RAGE BECAUSE OF THE WONDERFUL DRUG BABOONS was too busy maintaining his position to realize that one of his friends had been assassinated. Zack keeps his sword drawn and successfully repels this mad monkey's second attack. “Hey everyone, get up now!” Zack exhorts, “I can't hold these crazy baboons anymore.” Zack dropped and tightened his knees to withstand the physical might of that punch. *Clang* His entire body was drenched in crimson perspiration. “Guys, a little help, please.” Zack knows his limit, and he can't take more of the Berserk Baboons, so he tried to cast a glance back to see if he could see his friends. When he saw Perk's bloodied neck and slashed it out, he went blank. “Ooh, I recognize that expression; you were asking who killed your magician,
Screw the Sage Mr. Monkey, that's not what he meant.
“So...” Screw flailed the shattered teacup, checking to see whether there was still a love of my life within. Screw drops the teacup and glances at the two ladies in front of him after checking it for any remaining liquid. “What's next?” he asked. [Are you questioning me or them?] The system, too, has no idea what's going on. “Mr. Screw, are five royalties not enough?” May inquires softly. “How about we make it ten royalties, and you can add something if it works for you?” Screw taps his left-pointing finger three times on the table, and the two women swallow as they wait for his response. “What's the catch?” Screw asked again, randomly. Joy clutched her massive shield and sword as she realized something was awry. After that inquiry, his aura instantly altered, and Joy felt a huge weight suddenly crush her. May didn't squint after that question either; she attempted to seem more valiant in front of Screw; even her garments were soiled from the last combat. “Mr. Screw, we are looki
Screw the Sage Heavy Knight vs. Self-proclaimed Sage.
Joy is still fighting the second Berserk baboon from behind. She was too concentrated on her battle to see anything else, and she used her speed to get as close to this frightening beast as she could. [Shield Bash]* The Berserk Baboons halt the shield bash with both hands. They now control both sides of the shield. “What?!” “It's supposed to get stunned for a split second.” Joy was taken aback, but she continued her onslaught. She thrust her sword forward, aiming for the baboon's neck. The baboon clearly saw the threat and moved his neck to the right to avoid it. The knight had anticipated his move, and she had chopped her opponent downward with a powerful slash, another vital talent for a knight. The baboon was struck, and another thrust strike was headed for its midsection. The knight didn't finish her combination; after striking with a thrust blow, she used [Cyclone]*. The air around Joy was drawn in by the aura of her blade and began whirling. She was continually attacking he
Screw the Sage Caravan.
“Is that where the village location is?” she wondered as she noticed a cloud of smoke in the distance. “I need to check it out.” She hurried as fast as she could, but was astonished and bewildered when she noticed her surroundings begin to move backward. A brilliant light arose and was absorbed by her former spot. She suddenly realized she had returned to reality, this time in the gloomy attic. She looked around, retrieved the cursed book, and placed it inside her bag as she slowly regained her calm. With a heavy sigh, she began to stroll down the steps. When she arrived and opened the back door, a cool breeze caressed her skin. “I'm ready,” she said, walking to the main road and approaching the city gate. Her gaze surveyed the city, taking in the grandeur of all the buildings and stores. There is a lot of history behind the people who live here. When they talk about their lives, they make you feel at ease. When she arrived, she noticed a lot of people coming in and out of the city g
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Secret Society.
In an outlying earth at the center of the thicket nymph, a castle view is heavenly with a complicated architecture. High-ranking guards standing at the top of the citadel screen, with the glorious hands of intellectuals and engineers. A revolting, ethereal quality of a perfect kingdom had outlined the surface of this magnificent castle. Inside are the most breathtaking patterns carved with graceful edifices and monuments of the kings and queens.A youthful lady with a silvery dress marked with an eye and an emblematic cross with a blue mask walks through the room of this grand castle. The lady was between the ages of fifteen and eighteen, with a porcelain complexion, huge blue eyes, long eyelashes, red lips, and a mole on her top left lip. She's indeed a beauty to behold.The young lady arrives at the majestic door, and the guardians open it slowly, exposing the most delicate interior of the palace. She goes in, greets others with a simple nod,
Loreborn Adventurers Guild
It's been many weeks since the tragedy in the village, but no one knows or has heard anything about what happened there. It appears to have never existed in the first place. The master-disciple duo stood at the food booth, staring at the grilled meat with seasonal vegetables, salads, and various sauces. Everyone wants to nibble on that piece of meat because of the perfume it emits.“Can we eat?” Gura asked while salivating at the dish in front of her eyes. “Nope…” Screw said, while his stomach grumbled, “You got money?” He asked.“None,” she cried.[The system suggests working as an adventurer.]The system suddenly suggested the most efficient way to gain spare money. As he read the system prompt, Screw started to create a future plan for him and his daughter, Gura.“I think I know what I should do.” Screw walks away from the food booth, and Gura follows him into some dark alleyways, turning right from the corner. “Whe
Back again.
The adventurers walked right into the Malaska Dungeon. They made it through the first floor, defeating slime and little goblins. They continued traveling after passing through the dungeon's second floor, where they battled even lesser enemies that may pose a severe threat to them.They made it to the third floor, destroyed all the minions in their path, and plundered a tiny goblin village. The fourth floor was likewise simple. The fifth floor included a red ogre in his prime with a powerful axe and a blue ogre who tried to murder them but died after a strike to the head and a few strong punches from the adventurers.They made it to the sixth floor and encountered a little lizard that nearly killed their entire party due to its tremendous magical assault. It killed a massive monster with no obvious vulnerability, but the adventurers had had enough and simply left the unfortunate beast dead on the floor. They totally ignored the little beast when they saw it; it didn't attack them unles
Ayala Mall.
They opened their flashlights and continued to stroll cautiously to the spot where the Lego robot had stopped moving. Unfortunately, they didn't discover the Lego robot or the two shadows they saw via the camera when they got to the area. “This gives me chills,” Edward stated as his hand began to tremble, explaining why the camera wasn't focused. “Stop being a jerk and film me properly,” Samantha says as she combs her hair with her hands to make sure she looks good in front of the camera. “Are we ready?” The guy said, and Edward nodded, “The camera rolls in 3, 2, 1,” and he hand signaled to indicate that the recording had begun. “Hello, my name is Samantha, and welcome to the "What's the Truth?" show.” "We are currently inside the Ayala Mall here in Cebu," she added. “What are we doing here? Do you remember what happened in the past few months?” “There were so many missing people inside the mall that even the police couldn't find the reasons for their disappearances.” “We're here t
Ghost hunting.
The man switched his camera on quickly as he felt something strange behind his back. “As you can see, there's nothing here, right?” and he continued walking. “But rumors say that there's something going on here.” “Hello?” he said. “Alright guys, it gets weird as hell here. The temperature plummeted,” but before he could finish, a lady slammed the table and knocked the laptop off. She frowned at the man, who doesn't do any research but is watching a horror movie flick that he found online. He frowned and said, “Hey! I'm still watching.” When he noticed her staring at him, he stopped talking. She folds her arms in frustration and asks, “Have you found anything interesting these past few days, huh? Edward?” He passed the papers he had been compiling for days and added, “Of course I did; now look at this.” She raised an eyebrow as she opened the folder and said, “Really? Ghost investigation?” He nods in agreement. She folds the folder she's carrying and hits him in the head with it, ask
Better luck next time.
The wolf tribes' pact leader is well aware of what is going on. He is not as foolish as the other wolves, who just act on instinct. The wolf clan head recognized that the small lady in front of him was not normal; he recognized it right away, which is why he stood up to end her right away but failed. The small child was no longer the same as in the earlier encounter. His hair is screaming at him to flee as far as possible, leaving everyone behind. But his wolf blood prevents him from doing so. The final battle This is the last showdown between him and her—the wolf tribe's proudest leader versus the human civilization's small girl. Both warriors' blood is on fire, and they can't wait to taste more. The pact leader prepared its claws by lowering its front torso, and all of its furs stood up, creating an electric energy momentum between the skin and the fur. He growls loudly, warning everyone not to approach him because he'll be going all out against the bleeding, insane young girl. Gur
When she bites back.
Another wolf came in and lunged at Gura; she escaped the onslaught and slapped its neck with a stick. The wolf, beaten by the stick, rises up and looks at Gura's position. *Grrr* The other wolf sat back and let him hit once again. This time, instead of attacking, the wolf circled Gura, targeting and positioning itself to charge with its claws. She didn't move an inch. Outside, she's as tranquil as water, but on the inside, a seething wave of excitement devours her. She wishes to taste it. That is all over her head. The wolf pounced again after numerous circlings, but this time with more tremendous leg force. He prepared his sharp claws to claw Gura's back and then aim for her neck for a kill. But the wolf was taken aback when Gura moved and confronted his attack head-on, as if she had anticipated it. She flicked her wrist and flung the stick, striking the wolf's nose and causing the creature to lose its equilibrium. This allows Gura to jump into the wolf's body, retrieve her dagger
How would you feel if your friend died in front of you?
A bunch of folks rummaged through some lost grass in the middle of the glaring heat. Others utilized it for medicinal reasons, while others used it as a main meal. It's been weeks since the great village exodus. Many locals became depressed since they didn't know what to do and had lost hope. “If the great chief had not died inside our village, he would have survived and led us; maybe we would have known what to do,” one of the village survivors explained. “We can't do anything; those bandits attack us unexpectedly and without hesitation.” A lady embraces a bundle of grass and inquires, “Why do those bandits attack us? Is it because we agreed to call an adventurer from the guild?” After Screw and the adventurers leave the settlement, everything happens so quickly. They have the impression that someone is following their every move after they leave. They first assumed those were the creatures from outside the hamlet, and they were certain that the adventurers they had recruited would
I'm seeking for a decent location to stay.
The city was not particularly large, but the residents were ecstatic. When word spread that a dungeon was sprouting on Malaska Plain, several merchants rushed inside. A guy approached the caravan while examining the surroundings. “Good to see you all arrived safely,” he replied, bowing to them. “As scheduled, we arrive on time; where should we stay?” The guy grinned and motioned for the caravan to follow him. They arrive at the local inn and instructed the members of the caravan to stay and rest for a while and before daybreak they must ready to go to the Malaska plain. The young girl use this time to buy more necessity for her own survival and prepare for the upcoming adventure inside the dungeon. They arrived at a nearby inn and advised the caravan members to stop and relax for a time before departing towards the Malaska plain before daylight. The little girl takes this time to stock up on supplies for her own survival and prepare for the approaching adventure inside the dungeon.
