Fantasy Life Simulator!
Create your own journey full of excitement and wonder. Who are you? What will you do? Who will you fuck? Come write your own story! Set in the fantastical Kingdom of Redveil, where strife and corruption run deep allowing for a world of opportunity. I advise you to make use of the "Forge your own path" option as much as possible, the other options are present to help inspire you or give you ideas. All feedback is appreciated and welcome. Enjoy ;)
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.
With a bounce in her step and a spring in her heart, Aster dashes off to retrieve the mail from the receiving room. As she clutches the folded parchments tightly against her chest, her mind races with thoughts of reuniting with Richard and fulfilling his every desire.
Her steps slow as she approaches his office door, taking a deep breath to calm herself before knocking softly. "You wanted me to bring the mail, my lord?"
"Yes, come in Aster."
Aster turns the knob and slowly pushes open the door, revealing herself to Richard. Her heart races as she steps into his office, her gaze fixed on him intently. "Here is the mail for you, my lord." She holds out the parchments with trembling hands, her cheeks flushed a deep red from exertion and anticipation.