Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

That’s exactly what I remember. Although, it was only one character – a Korean saboteur or something like that, even though there were several games.

I remember there being two, but I think I was a robot in both of them.

Only one character tells the truth – a Korean saboteur or something like that.

Probably it was Wenling, to whom my character hit on after being thawed and got rejected.

I don't remember my previous experiences anymore, and I don't really want to. I've always struggled with preparing the material and the amount of time I could dedicate to creating experiences, so I've taken a long break from the idea of creating them. Maybe I could still prepare a Dungeon and a starting location with shops, but maintaining the pace of gameplay like Reven or Nebok does would simply take too much time and effort. So, just a player, just hardcore.

I remember Sivas – an enemy spy that everyone hated. And also Ment, who became a terrorist and blew up half of our base. It was all pretty typical, actually.

but I simply wouldn't have enough time and energy to maintain the pace of the game, like Reven or Nebok do.

Me neither. That's why I didn't make it onto this list.

You must have had a lot of fun.

I remember Sivas – an enemy spy that everyone hated. And also Ment, who became a terrorist and blew up half of our base. It was all pretty standard, actually.

I don't remember everyone hating him, but I do remember that after Shabet, I was very wary of characters from Fortress. And when he tried (I think it was a joke) to start a fight with my Warlock... well, one wave of his hand and Sivas was gone.

I don't remember if everyone was burning, but I do remember that after Shabet, I was very wary of Fortress characters, and when he tried (it seemed like a joke) to start a fight with my Warlock... well, one wave of his hand and there was no more Fortress character.

By the way, I reread this passage recently, and it seems funny now. There's at least something to laugh about in old age!

Perhaps. Although, it can be a bit awkward to recall those old moments sometimes.

Beata Lakse? No. Guyon Tamaris? Even more no. Garrett? Too much of a loner. Merel? Maybe as a vice-captain. Raphael isn't a fighter, so he won't be of much use. Kalina and Kilika - no, because they are NPCs. Aiyano has been more useful in the city so far, and I didn't want to pull her out of her already established routine. With no other options, Naria decides to summon another outsider into this world, who becomes Erefir. When the girl comes to her senses, she will be briefly explained her situation, dressed (in the battle dress of a guardian of Helm), and told to appear at a meeting with the one who brought her into this world and gave her shelter.

Now we wait for Locken to find his teddy bear, and then we can continue.

Generally speaking, from the perspective of leader strength, Ayko's death was an upgrade, as the new leader is much stronger than she was.

Ah, not only did she become stronger, but she also received a personal audience...

“So, what did you bring?” Beata twirled a strange-looking rubber thing in her hands. “They told me this is called ‘slippers’,” Gion shrugged, “the cheapest footwear I could find. I got a pair for myself too,” he lifted the hem of his fashionable trousers, showcasing bright pink slippers with butterflies in all their glory. “They perfectly complement your outfit, emphasizing your overall sophistication,” Beata said with a very serious expression. “You yourself said we should hold off on spending money, and with the five rems we found on the road, we can’t go too wild!” “But that doesn’t mean we have to look like idiots! We are, after all, concealing our true nature!” “It’s better this way than going barefoot… Unlike the dress, footwear made from curtains isn’t ideal. By the way, I need to request a budget for new ones…” “And what, am I supposed to stay at home? I only have a cloak and underwear left. At least with this, I can make it to ‘Pam-Param’,” Beata twirled in the crookedly sewn dress, which had come slightly undone at the seams from the movement. “And after one pastry, it will be difficult to get back,” Gion commented, nodding at the unraveling seam. “What? Where?!” Beata also noticed the disaster. “Damn it! Where is that damn needle?!” Stuffing her feet into the hideous “slippers,” she began to rush around the room.