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Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 012: Unwanted guest
Eleanora had this frown on her face as she arranged a tent big enough for all of them. She had the mind to prepare separate tents, or put the new girl in the sleeping bag alone out for the vultures to feast on her unconscious body, but then Pamela opened her stupid mouth and convinced Corey, that it would be safer for all of them to sleep in the same tent. This way, no one can be kidnapped while the others are asleep. Eleanora hated that it was a good idea. Greta had spit her flames onto a patch of broken twigs, and dry wood that Corey had found. She was his wingman in chopping down trees to make little logs for them to sit on. Her talons provided the necessary sharpness. Pamela on the other hand, had taken a bath in the lake nearby and was watching Eleanora as she worked to get the large tent ready. It was easier to fold into a small wrap, and much harder to untangle and set up. But she wouldn't ask for help. Corey was out in the forest, looking for something they could prepare
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 013: An idea
Corey awoke first, sneaking out of the tent to go and take a bath in the lake. He got dressed there, before coming back to the camp site. The day was bright and early, yet everyone in his make shift team was fast asleep. Even Greta.NewAge: TIME TO CHECK THE MAP, COREY, WHERE DO WE BEGIN?'That part, I've had alot of time to think about it. We need to find a guild offering quests. If I can get a very high quest, then there's a chance at me being at level ten sooner than later.'NewAge: I LIKE THE IDEA. BUT WHAT GUILD WILL YOU GO TOO? ELEANORA DOESN'T KNOW EVERYWHERE.Corey laughed, but only on the inside. NewAge wanted him to test out the map. So he did, pulling out scroll like map. Making it wasn't easy, he had to crush the eyeballs and spread the pieces out on an empty piece of paper. Then he had to get some ingredients from NewAge to add to it. He waited almost an hour for it to be done. It was worth the hard work. The seer's eye would help in see everywhere in the game. He pulle
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 014: The mage's training
Eleanora was taking her time, with touching Greta. She closed her fingers when it got to close to grazing the scales, Corey kept pushing her arm. "I don't know if I can do this, Corey. Greta is a great Dane. They have a temper." Her teeth almost clattered with fear, and Corey rolled his eyes. Greta's skin glistens beneath the sun's gaze, as though it bathed her with the heat. She looked at peace. Disrupting the peace of a sleeping dragon is unwise, but he was confident. Eleanora was no where near confident. She had bad memories from the earlier times she tried to wake Greta up, and how it never played out well for her. "Breathe in." Corey places a whispers against the shell of her ear, the mage flushes. Goosebumps erupts all over her skin. She did as he commanded, taking a full gulp of air to fill her lungs. "Now breathe out."She exhaled slowly. Her eyes remained on Greta, and she summoned all the courage to touch the dragon. Her fingers had only landed on one of her scales, and
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 015- Bonding
"I have an idea on how we can speed up the bond between you and Greta."Eleanora let her shock be known through her face. Her parents had only given her one way all her life. Train constantly with the dragon. Though she had tried that, it just didn't seem to work. The first time she used Greta's fury was on a pack of dragon hunters, and that hadn't been her order. The dragon just went ballistic. It, however, bumped Eleanora up to level five. And she's been stuck there ever since, unable to move up. Greta refused some orders, she counted today as a lucky day for the dragon to have obeyed her. The only time they were ever in sync, is when they were in air, and in battle. But a level five can only do so much. "What other way?""It will involve Pamela, and getting Greta in a bit of danger."The women didn't understand, Corey almost laughed at their faces. They were lost to his words. NewAge: EVEN I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE PLANNED.'I know.' Corey was aware his system was powerful, a
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 016- Building the bot
Corey sat back with content, and a strange admiration, watching Pamela work on the robot. She didn't ask for help once, not even for him to pass the tools. When eh first read about her, he had thought she was smart. That she was brilliant, and incredibly talented for her to excel this much in her field. He had never thought he would see the missing girl in person, working on a robot. But she was. She looked so in sync with it. Kneeling to add eat piece together, or to melt them over a blow torch. Corey watched her intently, if someone were to attack him now, he'd have a had time looking away.They had to get the robot done before Eleanora returned. Which, seeing how precise Pamela is with the skeleton of the robot, could be a problem. He had time. Alot of it until they had to leave for the home of the sea dwellers. "Corey, do you think people are looking for us?"He was snapped free of his trance once his brain processed the question. He cleared his throat to make sure his voice did
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 017: Purple in the sky
There are two things Corey comes to notice as Greta pins him to the ground underneath her strong chin. There are little spikes there that poke at his skin, and he could only hope they weren't causing damage to his stomach as he wouldn't be able to know. His lack of notice or care for his pain demolishes the part of his brain that was meant to alert him when he was seriously hurt. One of the things Corey noticed was how his body wasn't built for anything that involved running. He was never an athlete in school. He never engaged in any sport related activity that would cause him to run or sweat. He supposed that would explain why he was so out of shape. The second thing he noticed was how little time he had taken to explore the Lock keeper. The unique environment, he dived deep into planning to win that he had forgotten he wasn't on earth anymore. Instead, a magical land that although it was a bit dangerous, it was different. It had elves, mages, norks, and who knows what other creat
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 018- Peace
Corey kept searching, telling Greta to fly lower as it seems the spark was no where amongst the clouds. As theu retreated Corey saw something his eyes had missed. A long trail of rainbows leading towards something. This was where the happy child in him drew the line, if he followed the trail, he could get lost and not know his way back. Heck, he had a map but was still new to the game. He would get lost having no way reading the map, or understanding the path to take. And as he thought this through, stilling Greta in the air, he realized he would have to learn to handle some things without NewAge.While the system was by far the best thing he'd gotten in his entire life, new and old. But he couldn't just sit back, make a plan, and let NewAge do all the hard work. That would mean if he ever lost the system, he would be stranded and useless. So Corey, feeling the high of his happiness damper a little, stayed where he was. Mesmerized by the the rainbows. They led further, disappearing
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 019- A lake side view
The trio made their way to the lake, just standing at the shore waiting for one person to do something. Eleanora whose idea this had been, was finding it difficult to follow through with it. She and Pamela had taken a bath together that morning. They were girl. Growing into pals, and it was natural. It was like she was at a hot spring back in lithua.But with Corey? That was a diff level. Both women had this unspoken attraction to him that made little to no sense. As they didn't even know him well enough to pinpoint what they were attracted too. There's just something in the way he acts, he talk, how he does everything that provides this strange magnetic pull. Pamela was sure that if she could feel it, then so could Eleanora. And she wasn't sure what to do with that information. Corey, noticing the women were rooted to their spots like they feared moving wit trigger a trap wire or something, decided to be the one to take the first step. 'my bandages are waterproof. I don't have to
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191: It can't end like this
Corey woke the next morning to the loud banging of something metallic. He could almost feel the danger before it arrived. He could sense the trap before he woke up, and NewAge provided him with no warning. That was the worst of it all. His stomach clenched, buckled with the tight feeling of despair slipping through the cracks of his chest. Something was here. An enemy that had put his system on hold. How was that possible? Corey shoved himself out of bed. Rushing towards the door of the bedroom, his fingers barely grazed the doorknob before it flew open. Scratching his nose as he ducked out of the way. Corey blinked, staring heavily at the figure that stood before him. Just yesterday, he'd been playing videogames. How did things roll from zero to one hundred? A dark figure pushed out from the door way. "We haven't been acquainted, Mr Feldman. But you're about to find out this is just the first phase of my plan."Corey wasn't given a chance to speak as the grimy voice of the man. T
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Author's note
Dear readers,I would just like to say thank you to thank everyone who has read this story so far. It's my first time writing a male leading story, and I'm not sure I did it right but I hope to get it perfectly some day. But this note isn't to tell you thank you, I also wanted to inform you that starting next month I will be taking a full month's hiatus from this story. It's not going the way I planned, reader wise. And I'd like a break from it to get my head cleared and gather some new ideas. I'll publish some chapters for the rest of the month. But after that, I'll be off on a break to return by June. Thank you for reading this note. And have a good day..
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190: Impressed by the best gamer
Taking a break was not something Corey wanted to do but he had no clue if taking another quest would benefit him at the moment. Likely because he was feeling the urge to be lazy. But where was the fun in that. Corey tapped his friend Toby while he slept. He seemed stressed, and on his screen was a failed level to a part of Clash of Thunder that Corey assumed they must have added in after he died. And apparently Toby was having issues with finishing it. Corey pulled out his chair from under the desk, plopped down on it. He pulled the headphones over his ears, and clicked on the replay on the screen. He wasn't adjusted to the set that Toby used for his gaming. But a quick two minute scan, and Corey knew where to keep his hands without having to remove his eyes from the screen ever. He sat feeling the old school joy he would normally get whenever he got home from school and settled behind his desk to play his favorite games. Or just to stream. Sometimes, he didn't even stream, he just
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189: They're on hiatus?
The new additions to the group were still on Corey's mind as he navigated through the lobby of a deserted and destroyed space ship. Dressed in a black suit to keep his oxygen from running out. His objective was to fix the ship, keep the oxygen and find out who the imposters were. There were a total of three that Corey had to search for. So he asked the women to all join in. Toby even agreed, he wanted a way to test out his alien form. No doubt so he could attack Corey, and the teen more than welcomed it. He was easy to intrigue sometimes. And for the rare occasion, rare but consistent, what should have intrigued Corey instead bored him.He took slow strides through the lobbies with Alisha by his side. She really had no complaints to joining his harem and Corey was slowly getting to know her personality. Almost like he was still getting to know Clio. Alisha was a natural hunter, she had skills that Corey didn't posses. Sure, he was a jack of all trades. But watching how she skillfully
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188: CONGRATULATIONS 🎉
The next day, Corey was apologizing to Toby. "How was i supposed to know he won trick you into marrying him? It was supposed to be a harmless joke." Toby glared at Corey. He'd gone from trying to think of a way to get himself a girlfriend to married to an orc dude that threatened to kill him if he ever left him. And he could tell Corey was secretly laughing at his predicament. No matter how many times he tried to act sympathic and sorry. It was clear to Toby that his friend was having a good laugh out of this. "If you're truly sorry, you'd use your powers to get me out of this.""Yeah, but the king would be so sad." Toby tossed his pillow at Corey. The teen didn't bother blocking it. He fell on his back then began cackling. "I'm sorry if I don't want to be married to an-"The door to his room opened, and Borba walked in. Her eyebrow raised. "You're not thinking of ditching my brother. You're his mate. Acceptance is your only choice. I chose Corey, and he didn't complain. We orcs ar
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187: Near death celebration
The missile was fast and Corey found that he could still laugh with his broken sense of humor in such a situation. Misha turned to him, incredilous expression on her face. Then she loosened up and laughed. As if on cue, Corey got a message from Borba. He teleported her to their position. She whipped around to see the missile before she could even greet Corey and tell him her brother was inviting him to enjoy an orc festival. She heard the coy laughter coming from Corey and Misha. Borba flung her mace at the missile. The wind blew against her skin as the weapon struck the tip of the sharp war missile. Making it explode. Her weapon flew back, and she caught it. Laughing curiously at the pretty site. She turned around and Corey looked in awe. From the background, it looked like a scene from an action movie. With the explosion in the sky, pieces of metal flying about. And Borba walking towards him. The wind in her hair, a smirk on her face. Corey wanted to snap a picture but all he did
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186: The types of bots
They'd found a place for Corey to fix Misha's button. And while he worked on it, getting another chance to look at her insides- no sexual innuendos there- he watched the city and spotted many types of bots. Corey was intrigued, and he was never one to really hide his fascination from himself. If he wanted to study something he would admit that much to himself. So as he settled carefully on the blanket, and Misha was stuck in a limbo like state unable to fully shake out of it and wake up until Corey was done, he asked NewAge to explain each of the bots and their purposes. He was already acquainted with the killer bots. NewAge: THERE ARE MANY TYPES OF SENTIENT BOTS THAT ARE CREATED ALMOST EVERYDAY. BUT ONLY TEN STAND OUT TO THE WORLD. WE'LL GO FROM AN UNEVEN LIST. 1: THE MEDIC BOTS; THESE BOTS COME WITH NO RANK OR LEVEL AND THEY ARE USUALLY THE EASIEST TO KILL AS THEY HOLD NO FIGHTING SKILLS. THE CREATORS DELETED THAT FROM THEIR SYSTEMS THE SAME WAY THEY DELETED EMOTIONS FROM THE KILL
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185: The warehouse
After reading the clue Corey went about his day, keeping it in mind that he would think about what to do with the aforementioned clue once he was done ne thinking about the lock keeper. Because the man kept him intrigued and on his toes. He wanted to know more. But Corey knew he would never find anything about the lock keeper without some help. Which was disappointing. It was still strange referring to an unknown force as the lock keeper, instead of the man he'd once known to be that. Erogo was just Erogo. Self centered and easily blinded by words. Corey went to bed almost too easily. Sometimes his mind and body surprised him. After what he'd seen, the question of how he could still sleep well was insane. Corey turned around in the bed, thinking about what his day would entail. But that changed when Misha broke into his room the moment he was done getting dressed for the day. She looked distressed. "Corey, I got another message. I think I need to go to that warehouse. Convince
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184: Check his mind
Corey sat his father down in Greta's den where the dragon was peacefully taking a nice nap. She had woken up briefly to sniff Corey's hand, and give his full body a lick with her long rough tongue. Corey had dried himself off the saliva and proceeded to walk circles around his father. He was watching the man as he tensed in the chair. Between the mighty dragon and a powerful kid that he knew was about to do something horrible to him. So he hissed, "Do you worst. I'll never talk."Corey laughed at the irony hidden in those words. "But I haven't even said anything, you're the one talking." His father tensed even more, and Corey was having too much fun making a fool out of the man. But how he could he not have fun? Corey knelt by his father's feet, and his eyes started to glow in a way that was nearly blinding. His father blinked severally and tried to process what he was seeing. Then his eyes rolled, in the most painful way possible. He wasn't given the opportunity to scream. Corey w
