Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

I'm already starting to forget about Sonata's existence.

Ayano is also on vacation with EdgeLord...

They're heading to "The Drowned Woman".

Kraken Signature dish of "The Young Drowned Woman" Cost: 611 rem.  Can be eaten by three characters at once.  Wholesale order +1 to spirit for the whole group (uses a sustenance slot) once a week. 80 rem per person. Wholesale order 2 +1 to AP for all group members once a week.  100 rem per person.  Assorted (seafood) +0.3 to spirit. 20 rem, 1 AP.  Mollusks +5% to affinity (water), once. 100 rem. Crabs +1 to spirit (once) 100 rem. Jellyfish +1 to intelligence (once) 100 rem. Shrimp +1 to speed (once, Beata, Guyon) 100 rem. Octopuses +0.5 to intelligence 100 rem, 1 AP. Whale +2 to intelligence, +2 to spirit, +10 to affinity (water) (once) 500 rem.

- Am I mistaken, or does this look like something I saw on your teacher's shelf? Although, what's so surprising about that? It doesn't seem like something mass-produced, but it's not quite a unique artifact either.

I also have a vial with some kind of liquid at home that, in theory, should turn anyone who drinks it into a vampire, but I haven't found a use for it yet.

- I know a resident of the capital who would give an arm and a leg for a "vial with the liquid of the vampire duchess," and not at all for its special properties... Nihonka cast a disapproving glance at the charred remains of the bibizyana, as if imagining that person in its place. - Since you shared such a personal fact, I'll share a little secret with you. Maybe it will amuse you, although you probably won't believe it... Where I come from, people like me can fly through the sky. Without any airships, brooms, spells, or mechanical gadgets. If I want to, I fly, I perform such aerial maneuvers that even Heidi-san wouldn't dream of, and no overloads are scary, - she waved an arbalest bolt in the air, imitating various complex aerobatic tricks. - You can thank the Kami-sama-tachi for this, as always - they bless their most loyal followers for this, but not for their comfort. Some demons and almost all spirits are capable of flight, so this is a necessary measure to fight them. Some Japanese artists have even captured paintings of battles in the night sky - it's as if it's dotted with bright flowers blooming in all directions or fireworks from endless shots from both sides. You know, demons and spirits are not that smart and rarely capable of improvisation, so they mostly attack with typical patterns that are not difficult to calculate, preferring to compensate for this with the number of "shells." Over time, a kind of competition has even emerged among the most powerful priestesses - the pinnacle of skill is considered to be dodging an enemy shot by a hair's breadth. I don't really approve of this, and in general, this practice is considered something arrogant and gambling, and therefore close to a sinful shade, but at least it encourages people to self-improvement. Sometimes I have a strange but pleasant dream - a squadron of priestesses flying in a wedge and incinerating all the unholy on their way... - she looks with a sad smile at the place where the eyes of the roasted bibizyana used to be. - Unfortunately, this fantasy is not destined to come true. Never. Something like that is in your gravity, or maybe disagreements with the local divine entities, but all I can do is jump half a meter and fall to the ground like a sack of turnips. I became interested in gliders for this very reason. Maybe I can experience some kind of nostalgic feeling... It turned out to be the same as jumping off a cabinet with an open umbrella in my hands. It's funny in its own way, but it's not the same, not at all.

- Good evening, Anna, you look great, as always! We'll have two portions of shrimp, please! - Beata places 200 rem.
- I can pay for myself...
- Don't worry, you can pay me back later if needed.
- Okay... Are we celebrating our engagement like this?
- You know me, but I'm celebrating your... recovery.
- That's a good reason too, - Guyon shrugged, lost in thought about something of his own while waiting for the order.

— "Revelation begins with slanders about one's own parents, religion, and homeland; clearly, there's no point in listening any further," the patriarch decided and banished Alaria Doran from this world, — said the patriarch, but in reality, he did nothing more, only smiled faintly, — just kidding. "I come here with peace and joy," reads the inscription engraved above the entrance to the house of God, and you, more than anyone else, should heed it, even while standing on the other side of this divine threshold. I thank you for your sincerity, Alaria, child of Tanaris, but know that you are deeply mistaken, confusing the rite of repentance for sins with a secular condemnation of your life, deeds, and weaknesses. — The priest's blue eyes looked deeper than the outward appearance of the one confessing. — You seem to me to be a person for whom personal interests will always take precedence at a crucial moment, and contrary to your background, religious conviction is clearly not something you possess today, so I will state your situation from a worldly point of view. You have traveled a long and difficult path, overcome great trials, but still returned to the bosom of comfort — with all your limbs intact, a sound mind, still young, with a roof over your head, prospects in life, physical characteristics above average... And yet, all I see in you is hatred towards yourself and complaints about your fate. Rational assessment of your behavior and the results of your thinking is wonderful, but a person with your mindset will not be useful to this world. Nor will they be useful to those who called them here, or even to themselves. Answer me this question: if you were given the opportunity to sell a part of your humanity in exchange for longevity, personal strength, or power, would you take it or not?

The patriarch's reaction surprised Alaria. She expected either silent banishment or attempts to comfort her. Instead, she received... the truth? Sincerity in response to sincerity. The man did not sugarcoat things but looked deep into her soul and said everything as it was. And then he asked a very unexpected question.
— Thank you for your honesty, Your Eminence, — the girl initially wanted to indulge in another ritual of self-flagellation, but stopped herself in time, — as for your question, sometimes I dream that I have already done it. I don't know if this is a manifestation of my fears, vague visions of the future, or fragmented memories of my future fate. To be honest, I would most likely take that opportunity. The reasons why I might refrain are, in general, prosaic: potential ostracism, harm to my loved ones, or some other side effects that complicate life. When one of my comrades fell victim to such a curse, it was difficult for me not to feel, for a split second, envy. It is also difficult not to feel envy towards sorcerers or other creatures. Because, as you rightly noted, I am consumed by self-hatred. I feel weak. And I always want more. This act would only be another attempt to escape this feeling of weakness. But would it help? Only for a short time. I understand that too. Eventually, even that will not be enough. But even with this understanding, the temptation remains. And it is this that I want to change within myself, — a firm determination shone in the Tanarisian's eyes, — all my life I have been running away from problems. You see what this has done to my personality. I could try to run away today, but I still decided to break the habit that is familiar to me. Because if I live like this for even one day, or a thousand, the result will be the same, no matter where I am. And it is this desire to change that has brought me here to you. Not so that you can somehow magically change me, of course, but as a sign to myself. A sign of my willingness to change and overcome my nature, even if it costs me my existence. The first step of many, but it is still something. If you don't mind, Your Eminence, allow me to ask you a question in return. Do you see in me what I see? Do you see my willingness to change for the better?

Goodbye to everyone.

She didn't feel like barging into the home of some stranger to find out where he found the cosmic ore, so she decided to go to the photo studio instead.

For only 100 resources, I'll take a professional photo of you in a costume of your choice, which can be used as decoration without taking up valuable inventory space! (Only one photo can be active at a time). Nurse Costume The character recovers 10% health at the beginning of their turn. Nun Virtue +20% Bikini Armor Attack +10% Maid The character removes one negative effect at the beginning of their turn. Succubus +10% to Charisma. Apron +2 to Spell Power.

Miko Virtue +10% Will +10% Kunochi Evasion +5% Samurai Girl Accuracy +5% Sporty Swimsuit +50% to Initiative Bikini +10% to Beauty. Idol +5% to Beauty +5% to Charisma Teacher Experience Modifier +0.2

Student Experience Modifier +0.1 Beauty +5% Military Uniform Defense +5% Guard Will -20% Mermaid Affinity (Water) +20% Queen +1 to Attack. Witch Hit Points +3 Ghost Will +20% I DO NOT PHOTOGRAPH WOMEN WITH BEAUTY BELOW 10, MEN, ELDERLY, OR CHILDREN!

Wow, so he used to pay us, and now we pay him... It's all capitalists everywhere.

Ples, ni sy, Zhenka bulka.

-- Can admiring oneself increase stats? Or is it the magic in a professional photographer's skill? Either way, it's an interesting concept; I hadn't thought about it before. Hmm, what about old photos? Can we get them as a keepsake or buy them, Sir Dionysus?)

It won't work. He made a ton of copies, and sooner or later, they'll be printed in some trashy magazine.

That's why she needs a copy... It's just easier than taking new photos.

- The term "artifact" is quite vague; some use it to refer to important items from antiquity, while others use it to refer to any unique, high-quality item, most often magical. So... this amulet may or may not be one, depending on who you ask. Want me to give it to you? - Lord's eyes followed Aiyano's gaze and stopped on Bibizyan. - And what kind of resident is that? A problem of a big city - you can live near people for many years and not be familiar with them at all. Phantom listened to the woman's story about her homeland, staring at the campfire and feeling, as it seemed to him, a great sadness in her voice, which made him feel a sharp pang in his chest. - And was this really available to any person of your, uh, profession? I won't promise anything, as I clearly understand less about these interstellar things than experts, but when we return to the capital, I could find out about these things.

Guardian
Will -20%

That's right, the police uniform does terrible things to people.

That's right, the police uniform does terrible things to people.

Some even spontaneously combust in the sunlight.

- Good evening, Anna, you look great, as always! We'll have two portions of shrimp, please! - Beata puts down 200 rem.
- I can pay for myself...
- Don't worry, if anything, you can pay me back later.
- Okay... Are we celebrating our engagement like this?
- You know, and I'm celebrating your... recovery.
- That's a good reason too, - Gillon shrugged, lost in thought about something of his own while waiting for the order.

Anna thought she would prefer to receive compliments from men, not women, but she didn't voice this thought.
- I understand. Please wait, it will be ready soon.
And brings two portions of shrimp after some time.