Rise!

My eyes suddenly open and the immediate feeling of something coming up from my stomach hits me. I lean to my side and just empty my insides.

Fuck me…

Doesn’t matter what place you come from, puking isn’t a pleasant thing.

Some people probably have a weird fetish for it....

I wipe my mouth and just glance at whatever the hell I threw up. Is that blood? Don’t tell me I’ve got something inside me that’s causing that? Ew…

It’s some weird brown, black and red mix…

Forbidden smoothie looking ass…

I just lean away and rub my eyes. Fuck me…

What was the last thing that happened again? Right, right…deadly angry birds basically..

So…

She actually heard me and made me one of her followers. Soul Pact proposed and forged without any conversation. Wish I had some dream talk with Azura about that, but I can’t really complain since she saved me. Oh yeah, and the titles...

Lady of Azura and Maiden of Azura.

One’s a fancy way of calling me a virgin and the other is one of the ranks in her hierarchy. I’m surprised I didn’t start at the bottom. But like I said, I can’t really complain. Just don’t tell me I get special spells for being a virgin, I don’t need dominatrix goddess to play with me…

Unless…

No, no, no. Leave that conversation and those thoughts for later.

I should probably concern myself with the others right now.

How are the others by the way?

I glance around to see nothing.

Oh, that’s not good.

Wait a second, what the hell? Where am I?

I push myself up from whatever the hell I’m laying against but quickly stop myself at the sight of a cliff just a feet or two away from me. Oh boy..

That looks like a steep drop or long drop…

Whichever sounds worse….

My hands reach behind me, and I feel, wood? I turn around to indeed see a tree that looks rather gray. Matter of fact, everything looks gray besides me at the moment. Is that…

The message ‘Abyssal Corruption Resisted’ popped into my mind. I did get that notification before everything went dark.

So maybe that’s it? I really only thought that anything Abyssal was story related. Yes, an MMORPG with a story, how exciting, I know. It was a little drawn out as well, but I only played through the first act of it. Was fun for what it was to be honest. On the other hand..

I don’t think there was any kind of damage in the game like Abyssal and what I felt was some weird paralysis, but that isn’t exactly a rare kind of effect, lots of things can cause it. Anyone knowledgeable would initially think necromancy, but that has a purple hue and color for its spells.

Wherever the hell I am and whatever the hell is happening has no connection to Necromancy and that’s frankly terrifying and makes things quite difficult for me.

I feel my cheek twitch right as a sharp pain strikes my left arm.

Fuck..

I glance to my arm see something I’d rather not have seen.

Besides the sleeve of my robes being torn, I can see that on my upper left arm there’s a small patch of blackness with black veins around it. It looks like an infection that started to spread and then was immediately stopped. I guess the worse part about it is that my arm feels a little numb as well.

“Shit..” is all I can say

I look myself over to see some minor tears in my clothes which means one thing, one horrible, horrible thing. Something nullified the magic on the robes. Goodbye additional buffs for now I guess…

Where’s my pack by the way?

Looking around I spot it rather quickly and walk over to it, nothing stopping me. It seems like no damage occurred to my legs and on the topic of damage I glance to my health bar to see it slowly going back up. I just sigh with relief as I reach for the backpack which turns to ash the second I touch it.

And there goes all my supplies.

“Fuck..” is all I can say to that

I just straighten myself out and groan. I hate this. I fucking hate this. I take back everything I said about reincarnation! This fucking sucks! Hasn’t been a fucking month and I’ve had to fight for my life multiple times! Why didn’t I get a fucking slice of life harem serial? God! This is a pain!

I just pinch the bridge of my nose.

I can’t bitch about and stay here, I need to find the others and now I have to scavenge for food and water, and I have no idea if my magic works, but before that I should cover this wound up.

I slide out my left arm from the torn sleeve of the robe and just tear it off and wrap around the wound as best I can so that nothing is exposed. Clothes came apart easier than I expected. At least my skirt is still intact.

Right, I should actually have a look around. I glance back to the cliff and look past it. I will say, the place is impressive for how utterly miserable it looks. Legitimately it looks like I can see a whole country. I do see seven large towers that pierce the gray clouds. Let’s just say they look like skyscrapers on steroids…

Maybe they’re dungeon towers? Or something similar at least.

I snap my fingers in a moment of sudden annoyance.

If this place is all abyssal shit then holy spells would work against them best, at least I think. Holy spells work best against unholy shit, they’ve got a two times multiplier for damage and abyssal shit sounds rather unholy if you ask me. But I don’t have…any….holy spells…

Unless…

I open my inventory and navigate to my magic section. My blessing from Aphrodite is still there. No new active effects, but I do have one new passive effect which is simply Corruption Resistance, I don’t think I need to elaborate on that. What about my spells? Anything new?

Lance of Azura huh? I haven’t heard of that one, but I’ll guess that it does some damage. Hell, I should’ve read up more on cleric shit now that I am technically one. So those spells will be handed to me by Azura whenever she feels like it I guess. Saves some money for me. You can’t buy all spells sadly.

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I should start heading out somewhere, I think this creepy dead forest might be my best bet. And oh, look at that, there’s an 8th tower in this area as well. Fuck me those things are big. So, this let’s call it an Isle of Corruption has eight different sections with eight towers. I’m not looking forward to the enemies..

Right before I can start moving the sky turns dark for a good ten seconds before it returns to its previous gray look. I just glance into the sky behind me.

You’ve got to be kidding me…

I see the flying corpse of an undead dragon in the air with broken chains hanging from its neck and legs. Most of its body has seen better days but still…

There are so many problems with that….

Why an undead dragon? Those things are level 150+ raid bosses and they aren’t found above ground. This is just a whole lot of fucked up. It’s just a new breed of fuck you to me at this point.

And the size of it christ, I’m probably the size of the tip of its toenail, hell I might be smaller. My only saving grace is that I don’t have a high level, if I did then well this would be a very different kind of scene. Fuckers are like heat seeking missiles for high level players when in certain areas.

I mean they also get attracted to those with any dragon ancestry, but that’s a complicated lore thing on its own.

The undead dragon roars in the sky as it disappears into the clouds.

The scariest kind of dragon is the kind that has nothing to lose in a fight and well, is fucking huge.

I’ll just start heading through the forest now…

Undead dragon, a world devoid of color, fucking giant towers that go up who knows how far filled with whatever monster they slap the word abyssal in front of. I’m so close to my breaking point, like a full on mental breakdown.

I’m a wannabe fucking adventurer, an escaped convict and bad goddamn party member since I keep losing them all or I’m not fast enough to save them. Maybe flying solo would be better, but as selfish as it seems I don’t want to be alone.

If I had to just travel with my summons, I would go crazy quite fast.

I place my hand against a tree to step over a thick root that’s sticking out of the ground.

For a dead forest I’m surprised there are still leaves here and well, that nothing has turned to ash from my touch. Why’d my own shit have to disappear? I know that you’re not supposed to carry your backpack around everywhere, but it felt comfortable to have everything on hand.

And now it’s gone. Now all I’m left with is magicless mage robes and my money that I decided to keep on me, but hey, I can possibly pay off abyssal monsters from whatever eldritch hole they came from, right? Can you tell I’m agitated, because I feel agitated.

As I move between two trees I hear a tearing sound coming from somewhere very close to me.

I took a deep breath and look behind myself to see my once ankle length skirt now much, much, much shorter. I officially have a miniskirt. I hate this, I hate this so much. My life is fucking misery porn at this point.

I just rip off the lingering fabric so it can be gifted to piece of shit branch that took it and continue on, my legs entirely exposed. I just sigh, I haven’t been this annoyed in a long time.

Now my skirt ends right after my ass does, that’s my only saving grace from this. So, no leg lifting because I’m not wanting to show my goods off. This is the only time I’m wishing I had a smaller ass, because then this miniskirt might be longer.

Maybe instead of a long leotard with a loincloth I should just get pants, hell, maybe even actual armor for my shins, feet and waist. Maybe I can use the inconvenient armor to my advantage when fighting those that use them.

Most of which are Barbarians and Berserkers so, walking tanks. Most my spells might be good for a low level one shot kill, but with the type of fucking luck I have I won’t count on anything good happening to me in the close future. At least I can finally see the end of the forest.

As I reach the outskirts of the forest I’m met with rolling plains and a town that isn’t too far from me, hell, this might actually be my break. But a town in a place likes this just reeks of suspicion. Who in their right mind would even consider living here?

But you know, while I’m here I may as well try something.

I extend my right hand and cast my Summon Pack spell

Right before me four wolves materialize. They’re blue and see through. As I finish summoning them the quartet of wolves’ howl at the same time and then sit down in front of me.

Let’s hope no one or no thing hears that…

I step closer and reach my hand to the nearest one and placed it against its head.

It feels like real fur, huh. That’s nice. I know this isn’t the strongest summon spell, but it does do its job rather well when you want to jump someone. Now, I’m a good summoner and so after I finish petting the first wolf I simply move on and give the other three proper pets.

Adorable.

They’ll need verbal commands until I reforge the spell now that I think about it. That should be the least of my worries.

“Alright, let’s head out.” I tell them

They break off into pairs and move to my sides and with that I start moving towards the town as well.

I can’t really tell what kind of town that might be, hell it might be a village, its hard to figure it out from this distance. I wonder how Bob had such good eyesight, well, wasn’t that good to see the towers which makes me think that it’s a powerful illusion spell or just natural effect.

Anomalies in this game can be really weird, problem is this isn’t part of the game.

The grass feels weird against my shoes…

Really feels like something is trying to take the life out me. I just glance to my covered wound.

Please no parasite, please no parasite, please no parasite, please no parasite…

I just glance up to the tower in the distance. Should I try to investigate that thing? Or see what’s inside? I mean going in alone would definitely be suicide. I wonder if its bigger on the inside, hell it might be a portal some other dimension. I do want to experience such a shroom trip, just not like this. Safety first.

Town’s getting closer as well and it looks human? I mean, we are still in those waters, so I guess it makes sense. The building styles gives me the human vibes, but I still can’t spot anyone.

I take a glance back to the forest and I swear it’s gotten larger. Feels like a trend for this place.

Fuck me this is creepy. I might just do a little prayer to my sugar mom to help me a little more soon, I need some warding spells against these things.

This place is not the ideal vacation spot either. Dammit heading to the Obsidian Sky Falls sounds good right about now, place is nice and elevated, has some of the safest cities and plenty of opportunities for me to grow in wealth and notoriety if I wanted to.

But I guess our original destination isn’t a bad place either.

Teleportation spell I will have you one day! Would make everything so easy.

I squint my eyes and lean forward, and I think I can see lit torches and some braziers, but they don’t really have color. Essence and Life aura is real then, fuck me.

Can’t imagine how depressing any food might be. I really don’t want to eat anything that taste bland, shit and depressing all in one.

A fucking McSad.

Hehe. Funny. Got a chuckle out of me.

You know one of the good things of having these legs is that I don’t have body hair and therefore I’m not chafing between my thighs even though they’re thick in the good way, it’s a whole other topic when it comes to cold to warm ratio I feel for my crotch.

Whatever fucking idiot decided that no underwear exists in this world should step on a nail and shit himself.

I glance between my wolves and an idea pops into my mind.

I wonder if I can summon them in a way where they’ve combined into one giant wolf that I could use as a mouth. That’s the easier option than to look for summonable mount spells, those are a bit rare. I can probably try it later. I also don’t want to buy an actual horse and then put it in mortal danger.

I feel the ground change beneath me and glance down to see a dirt road that leads into the town. I stop in my walking and glance to the edge of the road.

It’s like it was suddenly cut off. That’s not the only thing that looks weird.

I kneel down on the grass and just place my hand on the two sides. It feels…different…

Wait, was a section of the world transported to this place? Where is the island heading then? What is the end goal? I’m just full of questions and theories. I stand back up and dust my knee off then look towards the town.

Yeah I’ll be honest with you, I don’t have a good feeling about this, but I have no better option.

Such is the way of my life…

I continue on.

I’m partially expecting some wind to blow my hair so that my statement would sound cool, but there is not a sign of any wind here yet there are plenty of clouds. Wait…do those even correlate? Fuck me I should’ve paid attention in school.

Walking towards the town I do actually start seeing some figures of varying sizes. I hope they accept my money. They might even have a library if I pray hard enough. I can just drool at the thought of another spell book shop to place my money into.

So I’m seeing some of them start lining up and moving. I wonder if they see me. I see one of them move forward and now they’re just waiting….

Why does it have to look so fucking creepy?

As I get close I can start to distinguish them. From the looks of things there are only men. Quite the variety as well. Humans, Half-Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes and Half-Orcs.

Now, question is why are they holding weapons? Like pitchforks and stuff. I know I’m unusually attractive, but I’m not a fucking witch and this place shouldn’t be like sixteenth century Europe. The one that’s in front of the line of men is an older Half-Elf guy. He’s got a makeshift spear in his hand.

Important note I should mention, they all look gray and something’s going on with the veins on their bodies.

The Half-Elf raises his spear towards me.

“Capture her!” he shouts and the men behind him start rushing towards me

My wolves move in front of me and start growling but that doesn’t make them hold off. I summon up Talos next to me and he takes his stance in front of me.

They’re still not stopping.

I cast Summon Stone Golem next to Talos.

In the air large and jagged pieces of stone appear and form into a hulking brute with glowing blue eyes.

And they’re still not stopping. Fucks sake.

“Deal with them.” I order my golem and wolves

I give Talos the mental command to hang back a bit and cover.

I glance towards the Half-Elf and see him raise his spear further into the air. As he looks directly at me his eyes go dark and the veins on his body slowly start to emit black smoke through his skin. He opens his mouth and black tentacles begin crawling out of it.

What. The. Fuck.