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    • by certher The last boss fight nearly broke me, so the level up felt like a gift. Maybe this was the luck stat doing its job. If Rootclaw venom still burned in my leg I would be finished. I have nothing in the pocket that clears poison. That has to change. Levels will slow from here; weeks or months might pass before the next jump. I cannot depend on last-second boosts. I exhaled, tightened my grip, and hit Y. As i expected, white light swallowed me. The glow thinned, leaving me in a round chamber ringed by…
    • by certher The jungle finally thinned enough for sunlight to stab through the leaves like spotlights. A cold ribbon of water hissed somewhere ahead, so I kept to the sound until the trees broke apart at a sandy bank. The river flowed bright and quick, clear enough to see smooth stones sliding under the surface. I knelt, scooped a handful, and drank. No chemical bite, no sudden burn in my throat. Good enough. Another drink chased away the dry taste of apples and dust. A faint line flickered in the corner of my…
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      9. Out of Range

      by certher The fight went better than expected. Nobody died, which was something. They fought, they bled a little, Sarah healed what she could, and now they knew what it felt like to kill something that wanted them dead. Not bad for a bunch of civvies with sticks and starter loot. We pressed on. The vines pull back just enough to reveal a slope of cracked stone and a familiar archway coated in moss. Croc Nest. The same busted frame I stumbled intosome time ago wielding a broken baton. Mark steps forward. A…
    • by certher The Lakebound Horror surges across the shallow water in one blur of limbs. It throws another hunk of bone at us and I barely knock it aside. The shard hisses past my ear. Heat flares where it nicked my shoulder but I refuse to slow. I whirl and plant a foot on a slick stone, drive my sword through the air. The blade catches its thigh plate and sparks fly. It stumbles but keeps coming. Mike hefts his spear and hurls it low. The tip buries into the creature’s shin. It howls and pivots. Sarah and Lily…
    • by certher I wipe the blade on my pants and slide it into the loop across my back. When I look up, all five of them are staring at me like I just walked out of a horror film. That’s when I notice the tags above their heads. John Keller – Level 1 Sarah Kim – Level 1 Mike Alvarez – Level 1 Lily Tran – Level 1 Dave Bishop – Level 1 All of them stuck at one. Not a single kill between them. Honestly? Probably normal. Most people run from monsters. Maybe I’m the broken one for chasing them…
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