“Move your ass fatty!” I was shouting at my poor excuse of a brother. “Your titties are not flapping anymore but you still have the breathing of a pig after only what, 10 minutes of running? Pathetic!”
Between loud and deep breaths he somehow managed to answer me. “Actually, hah this is hah very good progress hah for only a few weeks.”
“Pff, I don not give a shit! You only start to burn fat after about 30 minutes of nonstop running, something you are not able to do even now! What the honest fuck Calvin, move your sorry ass you fat sack of shit!” I was running backwards in front of him and having fun ordering him around, I mean helping him to achieve the needed fitness level.
“You could hah at least be hah friendlier with me...” He muttered under his breath.
“Friendly my ass you lazy fuck! This won't help you at all, what you need is an iron hand leading you now. What you need is to be disgusted by yourself as to want to change. Friendly advise sunshine and ice cream won't help you.”
He looked at me with pity. “I think Artjem has hah bad influence on you...”
“Pff, dear brother and here I thought you would know me well... But of course I always have been like this, didn't you notice?”
He showed me a face full of denial, I laughed and we continued my torture session.
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As I spawned inside of the game, I was outside the dungeon and had to wait for Calvin to join me since he was still in there. He shortly after walked outside of the portal. “Hmm, this was weird, the people inside were all really annoyed by me since they could not go on because I was still inside...”
I just shrugged it off and we walked towards the nearest city, the one where our team probably was right now.
Noticing the secluded area we were in, I took my chance and picked Calvins hand into mine. Feeling happy because of it but then realizing that he had his gauntlets on, I demanded he took them off.
“Sigh.. Okay.” He seemed like he was forced to it, but I saw his mood lightening up as soon as he heard my idea. He manually took them off and I could enjoy a little physical contact with the person I loved so much.
I saw his relaxed expression and him just feeling at his best right now. One thing others need to understand about him is that he has usually a very disinterested and gloomy face so seeing him like this right now and all because it was of me... It made my emotions go wild.
Ohh, how hard I had to calm myself down as to not just jump at him and throw all sanity out of the way. Those feelings inside of me that I have been holding inside for such a long time...To just do what I have been meaning to do for years now.
But I had to behave. For him and myself for he is not ready, at least for now. But soon..
“By the way, what did you get?” he asked me and I snapped out of the little world inside of my head.
I took a look at my inventory and noticed a few new additions there. “Hmm.. a fuckton of gold, a few skill books. And a nice staff that I will be using for a while, at least until I can make a better one.”
He nodded. “Pretty much the same here. We are also level 32 now and soon to be the current level cap, pretty decent. Gonna take a while to get legendary class gear though...”
“Have you found a way to optimize our characters?” I asked him wondering because he spent the morning researching all the possible skills that could benefit us.
“Not really, we have the perfect classes for us both together and while we could swap some skills, they would not really be better, just be useful for different situations and we would need time to get used to them, no, we are just fine as we are.” He then looked at me a little angry. “Back then, you chose to attack Arthur with your ultimate rather then use the other ultimate for protection, that 5 seconds of invulnerability would have changed everything and we would be victorious with the 3 of us rather than me having a one on one.”
I pouted and shrugged it of. “Hey, who would have expected for him to throw his only melee weapon, I would have easily healed up if not for that.”
“Yes, you made a halfassed strategy despite not knowing all variables, one of the if not the worst mistakes anyone can make.”
I shrugged off and grinned. “As a not very wise man we both are familiar with would say: who gives a fuck? Happened to work out in the end...”
He frowned. “He does really have a bad influence on you...”
“Hey, we are fine, chill down... You can stay logical all you want, I want to do some stupid and fun stuff once in a while. In that case he did really influence me since I am planning to be much more open and honest with myself.” I gave him a wink. “While I do love you, maybe you should also do that once in a while.”
“Imagine a team out of 5 people doing whatever the fuck they want because they happened to just randomly decide on it,nothing against Artjem other than him somehow pissing me generally off... and he will get hurt for what he did in the dungeon. But no, I am fine with myself.”
“Well, but if I am honest, it wasn't so bad, he did do his job nicely. That job being to be a unexpected force that changed a few things. Do you think the boss would not have joined us outside if he wasn't busy with Artjem?”
“...Most likely, sigh.. I just do not want to accept it. But still, if not for Ben, it would all go horribly wrong. His class is seriously overpowered. The only way I see as to counter it is to restrict his movements and to focus on him until he is dead, take him head on and you have already lost. Maybe me, a defense oriented class could take him on but then again, he could go on for ever. This also means you would need to have at least 2 people or a seriously good way to kite him, not really a fair way to balance it if you ask me.. ”
I shrugged. “Well, this is a hero unit inspired mmo after all, it is not about balanced classes, it is about ways to make yourself op in some ways that might or might not just break the game. I mean, honestly, do you expect us to loose in a 2 vs 2? Or generally if we fight together and I do not goof up like last time?”
He nodded. “Fair point.”
We then walked hand in hand further. It got to a point where we had half the way behind us so I forcefully slowed us down.
Over voicemail I told everyone to gather in front of the gates as we would travel further ahead.
“Hey! Guys! Wait!” We heard a male voice behind us. We turned around and saw a young boy of maybe 15 years of age running up towards us with a big smile on his face.
Jordan U. was above his head, level 29. “Guys, are you adventurers? I have not seen anyone out here for the last 3 weeks and I was here leveling alone.” He scratched his head awkwardly. “My name is Jordan, hi.”
Calvin just frowned annoyed. “Yes, can see that.”
“Haha, of course. Say, if it is not much trouble, can I join you? I have not met a new player that was actually traveling and leveling for a very long time, please.” He put both of his hands together and pleaded with an awkward smile.
I saw Calvin set out to tell him in a not so friendly manner to leave us alone and as such answered quickly. “Ohh, isn't he cute?” The boy blushed. “Yes, come with us, the more the merrier, right?”
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After all, there could come a few really nice things out of that happy little random encounter...
He happily followed us but now Calvin no longer wanted to hold my hand... I pouted and decided to talk with Jordan. “So, since you will now be traveling with us, tell us something about you.”
Jordan nodded shyly. “Well, I have been here since the beginning actually. When Might and Magic started me and my father both started here. Since then all we did was to start a small family restaurant, so hey, at least my cooking is maxed out.” He laughed shyly. “We never actually went out and did anything as adventurers and just lived our small happy lives there. I went to school and worked afterwards on our restaurant. He never really forbid for me to go out but also never encouraged me either and 6 month ago I decided to go on an adventure with a few friends of mine, but as soon as we started to hunt for monsters.. Well, we had a few problems and the others dropped the idea. From then on I traveled alone and now I am here.”
“..It took you 6 month to get only here?” Calvin asked with some arrogance in his voice.
The boy nodded in shame. “Yes, I am not a very good fighter, I have to admit..” Calvin snorted.
“What is your class?” I asked with a friendly smile but noted the blade on his back.
“Well, I am a standard blademaster, but I am working towards a certain special class set...”
“This implies that you have mastered your class...” Calvin said and I elbowed him but forgot that he had a plate armor and hurt my elbow...
“Maybe you should have taken a ranged class?” With a friendly smile I said, again.
Embarrassingly he looked away. “Actually... 3 years ago I deleted my old and created this character because I saw someone that inspired me and ever since being a blademaster has been my dream...”
Calvin then sighed and tried to feign some interest. “And what are your masteries? Got any titles?”
The guy smiled broadly and nodded his head. “Yes, I recently finally got my sword mastery to advanced! You have no idea how much work I had to put into it.. I spent all my money on a trainer and took 3 months courses with him, I was told I was pretty decent!” He was proud in a shy way and scratched his head. “As for titles... I have recently gotten “decent”. It gives me a few bonuses when I fight.”
Calvin rolled his eyes and gave up on the boy. But then he started to grin. “Can't wait for you to meet Artjem...”
Oh, right... “You see, we have a small team of 5 players and a few npc's so I will introduce you to them, just... be prepared, not all of them are nice but if you give your best, I am sure things will go just fine.”
“HA!” Calvin let out an exaggerated fake laugh and we walked together until we reached the city.
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We first me Artjem and Daisy as they waited for us, no sign of Ben. I was told of everything that happened and could only take the poor Fiora into a tight embrace.
As I stood in front of her grave, I thought that she was a nice girl, one of the very few I got along with for obvious reasons. I did not cry but I felt saddened. I would not take her words in me and abide by them for the rest of my life, but I would hurt the ones that did that to her.
It was just how the selfish and out of the norm personality of mine was.
Later we then finally met Ben as he walked hand in hand and with his tongue inside of another woman. “What's up?” He casually greeted us. “That's Isabelle, she will come with us. Can we go now?”
The woman besides him waved her hand at us and her eyes were shut into slits as she eyed every single one of us, taking a long look at Artjem and Calvin. Fucking bitch, I hate her.
I saw Fiora running up to him and hugging him tightly but looking confused at the woman by his side. He took her in his arms and apologized.
We just decided to accept his course of actions and none of us screamed at him that he was a heartless bastard because he was fucking someone else so soon, no, it was not that hard to see that he was dealing with this situation in his own way.
Even the little Fiora, despite being obviously saddened and disapproving of this situation did not do anything as a normal child might have done and thrown a tantrum, she instead did not go from his side and was sticking to him now, obviously very concerned about him. Seemed like I might have underestimated the mute and often lost in her own little world child...
I also introduced our new companion. “This right here is Jordan. We have met him not long ago and he is a nice child that wants to travel with us. Unfortunately he is not one of... such monsters as any of us so let's be nice to him. I am talking to you Artjem!”
He glanced at the shyly smiling Jordan and sneered. “Yeah yeah...”
Calvin then came to him and punched his guts. “I believe you owe me something.”
Artjem coughed while holding his belly and looking at Calvin with both a look of betrayal and bloodthirst. “The fuck?”
“Make me the team leader. Oh, and do stupid shit like the one in the dungeon and there will be many more of those. But I am generous and as such we will accept the stupid shit you do from time to time, BUT I will be expecting communication from your side and some team play. Even when leveling in the same areas on common monsters you rarely fought with us. Even Ben and Daisy tried to fight in teams just to learn combinations together. Quit being a selfish dick. As we all saw before it will only get you a fist up the ass. ”
I paid veery close attention to Artjem after the last statement as to see if he would have a reaction, but he was only angry...
The others, me included agreed and he complied. Giving Calvin the leadership while shaking hands, he gave him the death stare.
Calvin on the other hand only sneered and locked eyes with him. “What, can't take a hit, FAGGOT?”
Artjem was wide eyed and frowned, having nothing to respond. Well, other then some your mom jokes and lame name calling.
Nicely played brother heart...
AN: A quick rant or me bitching over things.
Kind of gave up on getting a good rating. From my understanding there are 2 types of people that would rate my little story badly: The first are of course the elitist of this site, they expect quality and recognize me for what I am, an amateur with an awkward style and still learning and trying out.
The second type of people are the easier to understand ones. The first chapter got as of right now 2.5k views, the second 1.9 which goes down to 400 after the first 10 chapters. Lots of people drop it and dislike it instantly calling Artjem a heartless nazi (ppl forgot the meaning of nazis smh...) and dislike the incest plot, which is fine and I am just honestly salty...
So yeah, I expect the rating to go only down which of course makes me feel down. Yes I am a little bitch, thanks for asking.
Me bitching ended.
Peace out.