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Author: I am here to say that Scáthach is drop-dead gorgeous! )
( Several images of Scáthach. )
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"Stop calling me that." I said, a small sigh leaving my lips. "Hello again, Scáthach."
Yes, my old acquaintance was Scáthach, only in appearance.
Since in reality she was another > Player < just like me.
She was using the name Scáthach as her own, she said she really liked the character of > Scáthach and was using his name and appearance.
She liked > Scáthach > so much that she was using his spear, Gáe Bolg and his armor that made her look more 'sexy', but I won't say anything, otherwise she would see it as a victory against me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
''Cain is getting on my nerves trying to woo me again and trying to invade that world. Scáthach replied, tired of the other player's idiocy. ''Although it is impossible for him to at least survive in this one, what does he expect? The Cosmic Horrors are not kind enough to leave him alive just because he begs for his life, all just for a crappy book.''
- Wow... I shouldn't have asked. I thought as I remembered the arrogant jerk who thinks just because the
"Hey! Say something too!
- Don't get me involved in this!
''Hey!''
"Help...''
Unfortunately no one heard his call for help and no one came to the rescue....
. . .
After calming down some more ( cursing Cain ), she looked at her friend who was lying lazily in his beach chair wearing a sunglass and black shorts.
While he was relaxing with his well-deserved life, she had to deal with idiots like Cain. While she admitted that leading a good life without having to deal with making enemies everywhere would be great, in 300 years she had made a quota of enemies in the < Destiny > universe and had probably continued to do so, the current world she was in was that place where breasts had power, the power ranking was completely broken and had a protagonist with strong plot armor.
How did she find this " nervous emo"? She was minding her own business like any other < Player > in the waiting lobby, doing a great NOTHING just minding her own business, Until, like another normal day the lobby screen, of Players doing the < Tower of Challenges > until all the spotlight was stolen by him who was doing the < Tower of Challenges > at an insane speed, even for her who was already a high level < Player >.
Until it was almost impossible to ignore someone who wore gray armor and had blood, or maybe he used < Blood Manipulation > to kill thousands of monsters attacking him from all sides and how did he manage to do that easily?
( Image of the Armor )
After all this mess made by him, some players who liked to gossip and meddle in other people's lives out of boredom tried to add him to their friendship list only to be ignored, even she who was an < Player > old was interested in him because she had never seen him before.
And whenever anyone tried to approach him, he would just disappear. It became such a big thing that even some Adm got involved, and they didn't get anything about who he was either, and it eventually got out of hand when some groups tried to recruit him, by force.
It got really fucked up when he forcibly sealed the Mp of these players and even their inventories. The Adm had to intervene and ask him to remove what he had done to those < Players > but it was to no avail, he just ignored them.
The way she managed to get him not to be ignored was....
It didn't matter so much now, maybe another day she'll tell.
No, she didn't break the fourth wall....
"If you just told the little story of how you met me, just tell me what you want with me." I said, after watching her, after watching her try to sum up some unnecessary things.
After hiding her armor and changing into a purple bikini that would make any man drool.
Sitting between my legs, she rested her back against my well-defined, muscular chest.
Relaxed, she said. "Ah, I needed a break from these idiots." She continued speaking as she grabbed my Coke, "If it wasn't for me and some other sensible people saying that this plan to steal the fucking [Necronomicon] would be bullshit. And yet this motherfucker still wants to go there, like I want to shove Gáe Bolg up that bastard's ass.'' She said, shouting the last part.
Already with my arms wrapped around her waist, I could only hear her cursing this Cain.
I know this asshole who thinks he is the center of the whole universe, in short: he is that daddy's boy who has never worked in his life and has always had his ass cleaned by his daddy.
Did I mention that he has a harem with more than a thousand girls?
Needless to say, they are all just sexual relief, and there is no love for them, just him wanting to fuck a hot hole.
Turning around again, I could feel his assets pressed against me.
"Where are the girls?"' Scáthach asked looking at me.
"Sleeping. I answered his question with simple words.
"I haven't seen them for a while. She said with a bit of longing in her tone.
Dragging herself on top of me, she sat on my lap, looking up at me. Slowly lowering her head, she gave me a chaste kiss.
"How I missed your kiss. Scáthach said, and we engaged in a more intense kiss and then things started to get more intense....
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