Fantasy Life Simulator!
Δημιουργήστε το δικό σας ταξίδι γεμάτο ενθουσιασμό και θαυμασμό. Ποιος είσαι εσύ; Τι θα κάνεις; Ποια θα πηδήξεις; Ελάτε να γράψετε τη δική σας ιστορία! Τοποθετείται στο φανταστικό Βασίλειο του Redveil, όπου η διαμάχη και η διαφθορά είναι βαθιές και επιτρέπουν έναν κόσμο γεμάτο ευκαιρίες. Σας συμβουλεύω να χρησιμοποιήσετε όσο το δυνατόν περισσότερο την επιλογή "Σφυρηλατήστε το δικό σας μονοπάτι", οι άλλες επιλογές υπάρχουν για να σας βοηθήσουν να εμπνευστείτε ή να σας δώσουν ιδέες. Όλα τα σχόλια εκτιμώνται και είναι ευπρόσδεκτα. Καλή διασκέδαση ;)
You reach out and roughly grab the redhead by her hair, yanking her head back so that she's forced to look up at you. Her eyes widen in fear as she stares into your cold, emotionless gaze. You glance over her body once more, taking note of her fiery red hair and small, perky breasts before moving on to the other captives.
There are several women here who might make good additions to your harem or serve as useful slaves around your stronghold.
I leave the remaining captives for my men and look at the other loot
You order your men to bring the remaining captives inside the stronghold, leaving them to be sorted out later. Turning your attention back to the pile of loot, you notice a glint of metal peeking out from beneath some torn fabric. Reaching down, you pull out an ornate dagger with an intricate gemstone set into its hilt. The blade is sharp and well-crafted, likely belonging to someone of importance in the village you raided.
The bandit leader pales visibly as you utter the word "Nemesis." For a moment, his dark aura flickers and dims before surging back with renewed strength. His eyes narrow and he takes a step forward, his sword held at the ready.
"You're no mere thug, warrior," he growls through clenched teeth. "Who are you, to know my name?"
He still has his serrated cimber. He killed many mighty warriors. Nemesis was a legendary assassin. Is he still? I’m going back to combat position. "My techniques will speak for me," I say in a calm tone, with the look deeply empty. "Who is the one who has ordered it?" I know you will keep silent about this, but I ask you. My mission is to protect the Marquise, not to kill you... After such a refreshing bloodbath, I am enjoined to let you go if you give me the name...! "I add, with calm and cool-headed blood. "My mission is to eliminate the Marquise, and all who hinder my mission... Let’s see what you are worth... I hope you will entertain me!!! " said he, with an eagerness to fight.
Meanwhile, in the cabin, Griselda wakes up. The screams have taken her out of her sleep. She looks through a broken window, the face to face about to start...
The two of you circle each other warily, your blades held at the ready. Your minds race as you attempt to divine each other's strengths and weaknesses. The air crackles with tension, charged by the dark energy that surrounds you both.
Griselda watches from inside the cabin, her heart racing in fear and anticipation. She knows not who you are or why you fight, but she trusts you to protect her.