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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
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 020: The trip
"We should sing a travel song!" Pamela screeched, after just two minutes of them being in the air. Corey was close to drifting off, it was easy to fall asleep when you're fifty feet high in the air. "A travel song?" He wasn't much of a singer. In fact, Corey couldn't pick a point in his life where he actually sang something. Not even the lyrics to his favorite song. The third trailer for the CLASH of THUNDER game. Unusual for that to be his favorite, but he didn't mind. He loved how the song depicted the struggles of the warriors, and how they all battle for the same thing. Against the same types of enemies, and each other. Like the wars on earth, Corey found the song to perfectly represent what the third arc of the game was going to bring. He related it to his internal struggles with himself and his identity. Like he was clashing against a familiar foe. "Yes, a travel song. The kind you sing on road trips, just to keep everyone from being bored.""I don't sing.""Neither do I." E
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 021: Imp-tropolis
Eleanora flew closer to large billboard hanging off nothing as Imp-tropolis came into view. Corey and Pamela hurried to edge of the saddle to peer down at the city. Corey whistled, it reminded him of New York. He'd never been there but from pictures he could make a good comparison. The tall statue of a bird demon holding up the head of a different creature. The tall buildings, busy highways, and messy- yet glamourous- streets. He couldn't wait for them to make their stop. Not only was he hungry for food, but he starving for the calling of a challenge. It would boost his level, and give him something to remember.He could hardly keep his body from vibrating from the excitement. "I need to find a spot for dragons. We can't just keep Greta anywhere."Corey agreed. The Great Dane was no only a prize, but their means of transportation. Which meant that one of them would have to stay to make sure no hunter tried to kidnap her. And he knew who that person was. Eleanora. She'd never see t
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 022: A sweet challenge (Mature)
'What have I gotten myself into?' Corey asked just as the music switch to something more seductive, if the first lines were anything to go by. He couldn't believe she was queen. What was a queen doing in a club challenging a stranger? True succubus behavior. The succubus flipped her deep brown hair over her shoulders, she threw the pendant in the direction of the bathroom door. Behind it Pamela heard the music switch as she finished her business, she washed her hand and quickly reached for the door, only to lose consciousness. Falling to the ground, her face pressed against the wood of the door. Corey's head was struggling to think straight, which led him to confusion. His body had never been this entranced by a female form. He had admired Pamela and Eleanora, but they hadn't made the blood in his veins rush to his groin. The feel of the smooth leather underwear against his sweat pants. He was silently cursing himself for wearing such loose clothes. Verosika bit her lip, Corey wa
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 023: Unconventional feelings
Pamela woke up on a bed, soft, plush beneath her body. Keeping her warm, and her headache at bay. Which led to her shooting her eye lids up out of fear and confusion. The last thing she remembered was reaching for the door knob at a club bathroom and passing out. From a farther look, it's understandable why she's suddenly freaked by seeing green satin sheets instead of cold white tiles. She scanned the room with her tired eyes. Seeing expensive items at every crevice and corner. From the chandelier dangling from the center of the room. The diamond crested mirror, and vases. "Where the fuck am I?" She asked out loud. Hearing shuffling from somewhere in the room, but no actual response. She slid her body out from under the covers. Her bare feet touched the floor, and she gasped. The cold feeling tickles her toes. Pamela moves towards the mirror, seeing that her clothes hadn't been changed but her shoes were missing. The main doors came apart, and Corey walked in with a strange look
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 024: The trip continues
Unlike Pamela, who had been outraged by Corey's decision to bring Verosika with them, Eleanora had handled it better. After her initial stage of jealousy with Pamela, she was more used to how she was supposed to react. The way she saw it, if Pamela and her had somehow become friends then the same applied to Verosika. They could all be friends. It was naive in the mind, she knew this but she liked the thought better than the alternative. And Corey had surprised her. As they got on the massive submarine. With a large enough space for Greta to move around and sleep, Corey had waited at the heel of the dragon for Eleanora to get down. He was riding out the sudden introduction of sexual feelings into his body. His arms created a space, and Eleanora was overjoyed at the invite of a hug she practically flew into him. Knocking him off his feet. Corey chuckled at her, she began squealing and holding him even tighter.There was no questions. Nothing. She didn't even ask who Verosika was. So
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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
