Handsome dog Frank

"Give me a bunch of adorable players, and I can easily overturn a parallel world!" - so said Reveno·Murphy·Le Senbula
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The titles owned by the honorable Murphy include but are not limited to counterfeit vampire, celebrated NPC role-play artist, multi-talented Dog Planner, the only savior of Transylvania, benefactor of the old continent, defender of the new continent, brave and loyal earl, irredeemable big-sister fanatic, spotless saint of the Blood race, Alpha of the Night's Guard, and so on (here ignoring the other 108 nicknames). He's indeed the homebody of the Fourth Cataclysm and the best old friend when you need to clean up a mess, thus all testers of "Real Different World," please stand up when you see this line! Let us give Lord Murphy the highest respect!
Murphy, ka-ka! Full marks!

My Players Are So Fierce

The piercing shouts and assembly whistles echoed through the military camp at the Pioneer Fortress in East Prussia.


In these dark hours before dawn, accompanied by a series of curses and the pounding of boots, the Special Task Force—completely composed of young officers—had assembled within minutes. They had even brushed off the last speck of dust from their boots, ready for the arrival of Marshal Loren, his aide-de-camp General Solos, and the Marshal's Guard.


The severe Dwarf Marshal, who was strict with both himself and others, folded his arms behind his back. A sturdy Dwarf Guard followed closely at his side, carrying the Marshal's battle axe, a symbol of both utility and dignity.


Colonel Fraser, standing at the forefront of the crowd, felt his heart leap to his throat when he saw General Solos reach up with his white-gloved left hand to touch the top of the doorway.


416. Governor of Transylvania? Pah, what's the point of ruling over a bunch of thugs, vagabonds, and criminals?