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Paul made sure to distribute the Credit s they gaihe treasure chest had a total of 5.000 Credit s, so they distributed them evenly at 2.500 each. After that, he decided to take a look at his new piece of equipment, a rather rare drop for his first time in the dungeon. He didn’t know if this was just his luck or if there were some inner ws with his own Background.
From what he had iigated, there were no Luck or Fortued Stats in the game, and no pyers knew what even increased or decreased drop rates of treasure chests aside from just the basic rates already given by the game developers before the unch. Paul was quite thankful that the developers were very transparent about these things.
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[Bck Wolf’s Revenge Ring]
{Item Type}: [Accessory] [Ring]
{Item Quality}: [D Grade]
{Item Requirement}: [1.000+ Strength]
{Item Durability}: [2.500/2.500]
{Item Effects}: [Ara]: [2.000/2.000] [Strength]: [+250]
{Abilities}:
[Bck Wolf’s Revenge]: Unleash the vengeful Spirit of the Bck Wolf by spending 500 Ara. Oivated, the Vengeful Bck Wolf’s Spirit will imbue its raging power into your body, increasing your Strength and Agility based on the amount of Blood lost and Damage Taken, by up to a maximum of +100% for 5 Minutes. Overuse might rapidly wear dowem’s Durability.
{Description}
A Special Magig created from the Vengeful Soul of the Bck Wolf, their wielders must sacrifice their own lives and blood to awaken its raging power and obtain tremendous strength iurn.
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“This is insane, and it’s a D-Rank item?” Paul couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the item’s description again. “I ’t imagine what a C, B, or A Rank equivalent could even be.”
“What are you looking at so intensively? Is that ring really that OP?” wondered Chris, squinting his eyes as he g Vd’s hand.
“You’re too close.” Vd sighed, gently pushing him away. “And yeah, this ring is pretty alright. Impressive for such a low-rank dungeon.”
“See? I did right by giving it to you; I totally k would help you~” Chris sat down over Vd’s head.
“Hey, don’t sit on me!” Paul panicked, growing more and more embarrassed as he uedly ended up grasping Chris’ butt tightly to push him away.
“Ouch! Hey!” Chris grew redder. “I was just pying; don’t be rough on me; I’m a delicate little devil~”
“…Let me see yloves, maybe they’re better than I thought too,” Paul tried to ignore his teasing and trated on the loot again.
“Why? Not like you’re even wearing them…” Chris raised an eyebrow.
However, for Paul, it was very important to know what they could do. If he was going to form a party with Chris, he o know absolutely everything about his powers or equipment so he could create a good synergy betweewo.
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[Crimson Wolf’s Runic Gloves]
{Item Type}: [Gloves] [Magic Item]
{Item Quality}: [D Grade]
{Item Requirement}: [1.000+ Ara]
{Item Durability}: [4.500/4.500]
{Item Effects}: [Ara]: [3.500/3.500]
{Runigravements}: [First Glove: None] [Sed Glove: None]
{Abilities}:
[Crimson Wolf’s Magies]: Oh gloves have been imbued with Spell Runes, you’ll bee capable of unleashing the power of the Crimson Wolf’s Magies by spending 500 Ara each, imbuing both Spells with their vengeful power, and transf the spells into deadly wolf-like summons, both whose strength will be based on the Spells plus the wielder’s Ara and Main Stat +20%. Summon Duration: 1 Hour.
{Description}
A Special Magic Gloves that summon two deadly wolf spirits based on the runic spells of both gloves; their power is depe on the spell’s strength, the wielder’s Ara, and their Main Stat.
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“For being gloves, they sure give no damn defense, but the ability itself is incredible; did you eve iail, Chris?” Paul wondered, smiling as he admired the bck gloves.
“Not really, let me see- Oh? Summons! No way!” Chris got really happy. “With this, we could easily sweep the dungeon now. e on, engrave something on them! You made that OP wand do that tht, Paul? Pretty please?”
“Hmm, but you’ll have to pay for that, Chris; I am not doing charity here,” Paul sighed.
“e on, aren’t we besties already? We lived life ah situations and stuff; you totally don’t o ask me for money.” Chris groaned, being a cheapskate. “Man, don’t be like that.”
The timer for the dungeon was already at two minutes; both were getting kicked out soon. Paul sighed as he looked into his eyes, pushing himself closer to Chris, who was resting on the grass.
“Do you think I’m going to just fall for that trick?” He looked at Chris with his sharp, crimson eyes. “You’re paying me somehow.”
“Eh?! What’s wrong with him? He’s so different out of nowhere…!” Chris thought, suddenly being as red as a tomato. “Could it be his “gamer mode,” where he takes the game more seriously thay? Bruh…” As Chris thought that, he touched Vd’s lips with his index finger.
“And why are you getting so serious about a damn game, Paul? I thought you were a shy little bean~” Chris got closer to his face. “Are you getting too deep into your rolepy persona or something? It’s holy really adorable~ I’m going to annoy the shit out of you tomorrow…”
“Ah!” Paul quickly realized he was ag a bit out of character and quickly stepped back. “Sorry… I… Yeah, I got a little too serious. It happens with games. Ahem, okay, I guess I give you a dist if you insist, Chris. But I o earn money for my sister.”
“Your sister? Wait, don’t tell me...” Chris muttered, gasping. “I k! You actually lied, and you live aloh your little sister, right? Your mom was a total lie; she’s not there for you anymore, huh? So you want money by pying the game while w hard in college? Paul, that’s so moving…”
“Stop messing around! I mean, in the game, there’s a sister this character has that Vd has,” Paul sighed, facepalming. “I think I o take care of her tress this character’s story properly; she’s also very strong, and I holy get involved a lot with video game plots, like, I care about the characters even if they’re fial. I know it’s geworthy, but that’s how I am. I don’t want Camil to suffer anymore, so I need money.”
“Aaww, that’s also moving!” Chris touched his chest as if he were grabbing his heart. “I hought you had such a big heart, Paul! Haha, okay, I’ll pay and also take that dist. How much?”
“Hmm, each Runigravement… It should be two thousand Credits, that’s a fair price for now, as I only engrave Tier 1 Spells, the dist is already applied; it would usually be between four and five thousand,” Paul said, his sharp red eyes staring into Chris Soul.
“Eeh? I barely have three thousand!” Chris cried.
“Then pay me three thousand and the rest ierials we distributed,” Paul smiled. “I’ll gdly take some more beast cores.”
“Seriously dude…” Chris sighed. “Okay… here.”
The transa was done swiftly, and Paul quickly received three thousand Credits and two small beast cores as well. After that, the two were quickly kicked out of the instance dungeon, appearing at the town’s square, where the dungeon gate was located.
“Phew, we’re finally out... Man, the air is much fresher around here. So you’re engraving the gloves or what?” asked Chris.
“I ’t do it in here, though. What if someone sees us and thery to kidnap us or steal from us?” Vd asked. “We have to be careful, Chris; this might be a game, but there’s no prote at all from robbing etting killed by a Pyer or even another NPC.”
“Yikes, there’s no prote at all? really?” Chris wondered. “The other VR I pyed...”
“Yeah, most VR games like to put in proteeasures, not this one. Part of the “realism” of it,” Paul said. "Eventually, I’ll probably also kill and hunt other pyers for money; I mean, it's a free real state.”
“Wow, you’ll go so far for Camil?” Chris wondered with teary eyes. “You’re such a dedicated big bro!”
“Stop it…” Paul sighed. “Let’s go to my manor; we get it dohere.”
“You have a manor?!” asked Chris. “My character started right as I was kicked out of the brothel my mother lived in.”
“Your mom’s not there?” Paul asked.
“She’s not; she died a while ago; the prostitutes of the brothel then raised me,” Chris said. “Or well, this character’s backstory is like that.”
“Makes sense; I bet they couldn’t afford another mouth to feed,” Paul nodded.
“Eh?! They could! I bet they were all just stingy…” Chris said. “But well, whatever, it’s a game at the end of the day... Right? You should know that well, especially based on how stupid you got back then…”
“I-I know, don’t rub it on me.” Paul sighed.
The two made their way back to the manor, where Chris was able to... Well, to wander around the ugly interior and the dusty floor. It was sure a lugubrious, dark pce. It wasn’t as if he couldn’t see; most creatures in Obscuritas already had the ability to see in the dark.
“Dude, this pce’s nasty and old; is this really the manor of a noble vampire such as yourself?” Chris wondered.
“It is! It’s better than logging off in the middle of nowhere, right?” Paul smiled fidently. “At least my character is not homeless like a certain someone.”
“What? I’m not homeless; I am adventuring! Totally different things,” Chris said. "Anyways, for how long you float with the wand?”
“Hm…” Paul looked at the Wand’s Ara.
In a single Dungeon Raid, he ended up spending three thousand Ara out of the twelve thousand.
“I think I could do three more dungeon dives. If I use my Trait once, maybe we could speedrun a couple more,” Paul said. “We gotta grind hard to get somewhere in this damn game.”
“Trait? What Trait? Is the OP ohat makes you gay? Pfff…” Chris teased him, ughing at his misfortune.
“Yeah, that one...” Paul sighed. “Anyways, Camil’s there; she’s still sleeping.”
Vd gently opehe door of his room, where Camil was cuddling on his bed, gently covered in warm bs, and grabbieddy bear. She looked like a doll.
“Aww, little thing! I didn’t know we could get tied to NPCs like this; that’s iing,” Chris nodded. “You also said there’s a mom?”
“Yeah… I don’t want to i with her for now; she’s been isoted for months; she doesn’t even walk out of her room, but I faintly sense her presence; she must be sleeping too,” Vd said. “I’m a pyer, so it's different, but vampires tend to take really long naps, sometimes days, weeks, months, or even years if they want.”
“What? Such a zy race,” said Chris. “But why are they like that anyway?”
“I haven’t iigated enough, but I think it might be because of a Curse, the Vampire Race, like most of the Races of Obscuritas, desd from the A Demon Kings, and are therefore cursed by their patrons, the Seven Evil Gods,” Paul expined some lore.
“Right, I am indeed cursed by that bitch called Luxuria,” said Chris.
“She must be the patroness of all the Succubus and Incubus aed races,” said Paul. “Vampires… I don’t know; it’s either Gu or something else. Seeing how zy and sleepy we are, probably Tristitia, the Evil God of Stagnation and Apathy,
“So the Sloth Evil God?” asked Chris.
“Yep, so far I’ve seen Gu of Gluttony, Luxuria of Lust, and Tristitia of Sloth,” Paul expined. “There’s probably even more.”
“Are they the only damn gods in here?” Chris wondered.
“There’s the Moon Goddesses, who are more on the wful good side; Evil evil gods are purely either chaotic or wful evil,” said Paul.
“Fug hell…” Chris didn’t like the lore.
As they talked about various things, Paul worked on the gloves and finished within an hour.
“It’s doake them,” he said. “As you said, I added the Fireball and the Stone Wall spells, the best offense and defense you ask for. If they turn into summons, one bee a walking fire and the other a tank, which we desperately need.”
“hanks a lot, Paul~” said Chris, wearing his cute gloves. “I look pretty cool with these, right?”
“Eh, you look fine.” Paul said that, but deep down he was screaming something else. “Yes, you’re super cute! Why are you so cute?!” He tihinking, yet his expressionless face made Chris uo tell.
“Anyways, it’s kind of te; should we log off?” wondered Chris. “I think dinner’s almost ready in my house.”
“Hmm, I was thinking about going a few more times; I think we make it if we hurry,” said Paul.
“ht!” Chris said, ughing out of nowhere. His adorable face was now wearing a mischievous, almost malicious grin. “Actually, I got a pretty iing idea, Paul.”
“Huh?”
What was this bratty incubus thinking now?
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