Didn’t realise I wouldn’t be able to make the village key until the next ascension.
So I UA when I hit the 26 stones immediately Now I’ve worked my way back up and unlocked village key and see that I can’t use it this UA. but if I Ua now I’ll only have 4 more stones.
Keep going and rack up some more stones, or write it off and UA now?

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Russia has killed at least 483 Ukrainian children, and left nearly 1,000 children injured, in the 15 months of its full-scale invasion of Ukraine.
The Ukrainian president stressed that Russia is violating children's rights and destroying the lives of countless Ukrainians.
Russia has taken this right away from at least 483 Ukrainian children, and these are just the children whose fates we are certain about.
"Russia has killed - this is the wording I choose - Russia has killed at least 483 children. Russia killed them. It is not that they were 'victims of Russian aggression' or 'died as a result of the armed conflict'. No. Russia killed these children. Russia has seriously wounded nearly 1,000 more children. And this is not the same as saying 'they were injured in hostilities'."
Quote from Zelenskyy: "Thousands and thousands of children who have been abducted, torn away from their lives, separated from their families, and illegally deported to Russia. Unfortunately, we still don't know the exact numbers. But we know that we have to bring all of them back. We know that we must restore the rights and security of all Ukrainian children."
Details: Zelenskyy also said he was convinced that only Ukraine's "Just victory", the liberation of all occupied territories, and meaningful peace and security in Ukrainian cities and villages will restore the rights to all children.

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A fighter of the Freedom of Russia Legion with the call sign Caesar said that the Russian partisans, who attacked the Kremlin's forces from the territory of Ukraine, have "thousands" of people willing to join their ranks and will continue to raid the border until their forces are large enough to storm Moscow. Quote: "We will keep performing these harassment raids to the point we have our own piece of Russian territory, so that real Russian sons and daughters, real patriots, will be able to join us. On 22 May, the Russian Volunteer Corps and Freedom of Russia Legion announced that they had crossed the border and were "liberating" the settlements of Belgorod Oblast from the current Russian authorities: they started with the villages of Kozinka and Gora-Podol.

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A fighter of the Freedom of Russia Legion with the call sign Caesar said that the Russian partisans, who attacked the Kremlin's forces from the territory of Ukraine, have "Thousands" of people willing to join their ranks and will continue to raid the border until their forces are large enough to storm Moscow.
Details: He said the Freedom of Russia Legion is the size of a battalion but plans to expand as an increasing number of Russians realise they can fight Russian dictator Vladimir Putin and prevail.
Quote: "We will keep performing these harassment raids to the point we have our own piece of Russian territory, so that real Russian sons and daughters, real patriots, will be able to join us. Once that happens we will quickly grow our force and numbers and it will end with the Kremlin campaign."
He emphasised that all of the members of his Legion were Russian citizens but admitted that they had served in the Ukrainian Armed Forces: "We are not a band of criminals or a private military company like Wagner. We fight within the structure of Ukrainian forces. Our main goal and task is the defence of Ukraine and de-occupation of its territories. After that we will go to free our home".
According to him, Russians enter Ukraine through certain neutral border states.
On 22 May, the Russian Volunteer Corps and Freedom of Russia Legion announced that they had crossed the border and were "Liberating" the settlements of Belgorod Oblast from the current Russian authorities: they started with the villages of Kozinka and Gora-Podol.

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Aloha everyone!
It’s been awhile since we put together a list of events. With so many things happening in the month of June and throughout the summer time, I thought it’d be nice to have a monthly community calendar again.
If there’s anything exciting that you know of happening in June ~ feel free to share it in the comments!

• Hawaiʻi Kuauli Pacific & Asia Cultural Festival ~ June 9-11th ~

A celebration of Hawaiʻi Island and its beauty as a cultural melting pot. This 3 day event will be packed with food, fashion, cultural expressions, keiki hula, cultural workshops and the islandʻs only Fireknife competition. The event begins Friday with the opening celebration - including protocol from the various cultures represented and a hula hōʻike (celebration). Saturday is filled with a wearable arts exhibit, arts & crafts and a Samoan fire knife competition. Sunday enjoy a delicious culinary experience a the Taste of Pacific & Asia.
The festival is a culturally based experience for both local residents and visitors. It is organized as a combined multi generational effort including members of the community from all spheres of influence - providing them with a platform to showcase the gifts and talents of those cultures present in Hawaii. Presentations of cultural dance expression, culturally based education programs, food, music, fashion and art will be held throughout the three day event.
https://www.hikuauli.com

• King Kamehameha Day Celebration Parade in Historic Kailua Village ~ June 10th ~

Join us on Saturday morning, June 10, 2023, for the annual King Kamehameha Day Celebration Parade in Historic Kailua Village. Throughout the day, the community of West Hawai‘i will gather to honor the great ali‘i, King Kamehameha I, who established the first capital of the united Hawaiian Kingdom here in Kailua-Kona at Kamakahonu.
Adorned in the flowers and colors of the Hawaiian Islands, regal pāʻū riders on horseback will represent each of the eight islands, led by their respective princesses and the pāʻū queen. The floral parade will also feature hula hālau, equestrian units, marching bands, a horse-drawn carriage and more.
After the parade, enjoy a ho‘olaule‘a (music and art festival) at Hulihe‘e Palace, including a free concert featuring top Hawaiian recording artists. Then take time to visit the many shops, galleries and historic landmarks of Historic Kailua Village.
https://konaparade.org

• King Kamehameha Day Celebration Ho‘olaule‘a at the Hulihe‘e Palace ~ June 10th ~

Join us for the annual King Kamehameha Day Ho‘olaule‘a beginning at 11:00 AM following the King Kamehameha Day Celebration Parade! We are excited to open the doors and welcome kama‘āina and visitors to: tour the Palace, enjoy the grounds, and support local vendors and artisans, while enjoying musical entertainment and ‘ono food.
All proceeds from the Day go towards the historic preservation, maintenance and operations of the Palace and grounds.
https://daughtersofhawaii.org/events/hoolaulea/

• 50th annual Kamehameha Day canoe regatta at the Kailua Pier ~ June 10th ~

On June 10, join the Kai ‘Opua Canoe Club as they host the 50th annual Kamehameha Day canoe regatta at the Kailua Pier. Racing action starts at 8 a.m. as canoe clubs from around the Hawai‘i Island come together at the Kailua Pier for all day racing.
Ka‘ahumanu Place will be closed on Saturday for the annual Kamehameha Day canoe regatta craft fair with exciting vendors, a food booth and more.
https://bigislandnow.com/2023/05/16/50th-annual-kamehameha-day-canoe-regatta-coming-to-kailua-pie

• North Kohala Kamehameha Day Celebration ~ June 11th ~

Every June 11th, thousands of people gather on the northern tip of the Big Island of Hawaii to honor Kamehameha I, the chief who united the Hawaiian Islands in 1795. Kamehameha Day is recognized as a state holiday throughout Hawai'i, but North Kohala is a very special place to celebrate. Kamehameha I was born in North Kohala, where residents played a prominent role in saving his life as an infant.
Although North Kohala is a small community, each year on June 11th it puts forth a large grassroots effort to present a full day of celebration and tribute to King Kamehameha I. Visitors are welcomed to the North Kohala towns of Hawi and Kapa'au on Sunday, June 11, 2023 to take part in this unique local event. All events are free.

• Procession of Royal Societies 8:00 AM - 9:00 AM. There are four Royal Societies: The Royal Order of Kamehameha, ʻAhahui Kaʻahumanu, Hale o Nā Aliʻi and Māmakakaua (Daughters and Sons of Hawaiian Warriors). The four Royal Societies will lead, followed by the Daughters of Hawaiʻi, the ʻAhahui Kaʻiulani and Hawaiian Civic Clubs.
  
• Lei Draping Ceremony and Tradition Paʻu Parade 9:00 AM - 10:30 AM: See the original statue of King Kamehameha I in all its holiday glory. The statue in Kapa'au is decorated with many 20-foot-long floral lei created in tribute to the King. Watch a traditional pa'u parade with horses and riders adorned in flowers and colors to represent each Hawaiian Island. At 9:00 AM the road closes while Honorees and Pa'u riders make their way from Kohala High and Elementary School to the statue and Kamehameha Park in Kapa'au. Parade to begin promptly at 9:00 AM.
  
• Hana Noeʻau 11:00 AM - 2:00 PM: Enjoy "hands-on"education exhibits that ends the dayʻs festivities at the statue.
  
• ʻAha 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: Join us as we celebrate the Kohala Festivities and the ceremonial release of KŪKULU, A Tribute to the Pillars of Mauna a Wākea, a compilation CD acknowledging, recognizing and honoring all who stand for Mauna Kea and places everywhere around the world.
  

http://www.kamehamehadaycelebration.org/#:~:text=Every%20June%2011th%2C%20thousands%20of,very%20special%20place%20to%20celebrate

• Hawaiʻi Island LGBTQ Pride ~ June 24th ~

First celebrated in 2013, this yearʻs Hawai’i Island LGBTQ Pride will take place on Saturday, June 24, 2023 in Hilo. This annual gathering brings together members of the LGBTQ community and supporters in a fun, casual setting to affirm LGBTQIA+ peopleʻs fundamental rights and place in a free society. Join the celebration and experience the creativity, love and power of the unique LGBTQIA+ ʻohana on Hawai’i Island.
https://hawaiilgbtlegacyfoundation.com/events/hawaiʻi-island-lgbtq-pride/

• June Events at Hawai‘i Volcanoes National Park ~

The longer days of summer are here and that means more daylight to enjoy Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park. Mark your calendar for the following June events.
All events are free, but entrance fees may apply. Some programs are sponsored by Friends of Hawai‘i Volcanoes National Park and Hawai‘i Pacific Parks Association. Programs are subject to change or cancellation without notice. Check the park calendar for more information.

• Battle of Midway: A Japanese Perspective – The Battle of Midway, June 4 – 7, 1942, marked a turning point in World War II. The U.S. Navy and the Imperial Japanese Navy would stand toe-to-toe battling for control of the Pacific. From the first decoded messages to the strategic decisions that would alter the course of history, Ben Hayes, historian and program manager for the park’s Interpretation & Education team, takes us through this epic conflict from a different perspective. Part of Hawai‘i Volcanoes’ ongoing After Dark in the Park programs and sponsored by the Friends of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park. Free, but park entrance fees apply.
  
  • When: June 6 at 7 p.m. Doors open at 6:30 p.m.
  • Where: Kīlauea Visitor Center auditorium
• Ulana Lau Hala Demonstration – Learn to weave lau hala with practitioners from ʻAha Pūhala o Puna. Hawaiians have used hala (pandanus) tree to create many useful and beautiful items for centuries. Learn to weave lau hala and take home your own small piece of lau hala art. Part of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park’s ongoing ‘Ike Hana Noʻeau (Experience the Skillful Work) Hawaiian cultural programs, and co-sponsored by Hawai‘i Pacific Parks Association and the Friends of Hawai‘i Volcanoes National Park. Free, but park entrance fees apply.
  
  • When: June 14 from 10 a.m. to noon
  • Where: ʻŌhiʻa Wing (across Crater Rim Drive from Kīlauea Visitor Center)
• Saving Wahi Pana (Storied Places) in Kaʻū – Discover how the County of Hawaiʻi Public Access, Open Space, Natural and Cultural Resource Commission (PONC) program and your tax dollars are preserving public access, open space, and natural and cultural resources in Kaʻū. Presented by Alexandra Kelepolo and Jodie Rosam. Part of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes’ ongoing Kahuku Coffee Talk programs and sponsored by Hawaiʻi Pacific Parks Association. Free admission, and Kaʻū coffee will be available for sale.
  
  • When: June 17 at 9:30 a.m.
  • Where: Kahuku Visitor Contact Station
• Bert Naihe in Concert – Come be entertained by the Hawaiian music of Bert Naihe. Born and raised in Hilo, Bert enjoys the art of Hawaiian music and performs with Hālau o ka Ua Kanilehua and Kumu Hula Johnny Lum Ho. Bert’s first CD, “You’re the One,” was released in 2014 and features his own catchy versions of longtime favorites. Part of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park’s ongoing Nā Leo Manu Hawaiian cultural programs, and co-sponsored by Hawai‘i Pacific Parks Association and the Friends of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park. Free, but park entrance fees apply.
  
  • When: June 21 from 7 p.m. to 8 p.m.
  • Where: Kīlauea Visitor Center Auditorium
• Uēkahuna, Thomas A. Jaggar Museum, and the Hawaiian Volcano Observatory – For decades, the Thomas A. Jaggar Museum has welcomed people from all over the world, sharing volcano science and Hawaiian culture adjacent to the awe-inspiring view that is Kīlauea volcano. The earthquakes of the 2018 eruption and summit collapse damaged the foundations of the historic buildings beyond repair. Join Jadelyn Moniz-Nakamura, Ph.D., as she takes us on a journey through the past of this sacred place known as Uēkahuna. The evolution of the area will be shared on the eve of the park’s efforts to restore a more natural landscape and provide a dramatic viewing area and rest stop for locals and visitors alike. Part of Hawai‘i Volcanoes’ ongoing After Dark in the Park programs and sponsored by the Friends of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park. Free, but park entrance fees apply.
  
  • When: June 20 at 7 p.m.
  • Where: Kīlauea Visitor Center auditorium
• Artist-in-Residence Comics Journalist Andy Warner Returns – Join the park in welcoming back New York Times bestselling comics journalist, author and artist Andy Warner as the artist in residence for June. Come meet Andy as he presents the creative mind behind the art. Part of Hawai‘i Volcanoes’ ongoing After Dark in the Park programs and sponsored by the Friends of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park and the National Parks Arts Foundation. Free, but park entrance fees apply.
  
  • When: June 27 at 7 p.m.
  • Where: Kīlauea Visitor Center auditorium
• Explore Kahuku – The Kahuku Unit, one of Hawai‘i Volcanoes National Park’s best-kept secrets, is open Thursday through Sunday from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m., and it’s free! Guided ranger programs and talks are offered on the weekends, check the park calendar for more info. Sturdy footwear, water, rain gear, sun protection and a snack are recommended for all hikes.
  
  • When: Thursday through Sunday, 8 a.m. to 4 p.m.
  • Where: Kahuku is located in Ka‘ū, about a 50-minute drive south of the park’s main entrance. Enter Kahuku on the mauka (inland) side of Highway 11 near mile marker 70.5
• A Walk into the Past with Dr. Thomas A. Jaggar – Walk back to 1939 and talk with the founder of the Hawaiian Volcano Observatory, Dr. Thomas A. Jaggar, at the edge of Kīlauea volcano. Dressed in period costume, actor Dick Hershberger brings the renowned geologist to life. You’ll learn what motivated Dr. Jaggar to dedicate his life to the study of Hawaiian volcanoes, and how his work helps save lives today. Space is limited; pick up a free ticket at the Kīlauea Visitor Center lānai the day of the program. This program is subject to cancellation during inclement weather. Supported by Kīlauea Drama Entertainment Network.
  
  • When: Fridays, June 2, 9, 16, 23 and 30 at 9:30 a.m. and 11:30 a.m. Each performance is about an hour
  • Where: Meet at Kīlauea Visitor Center
• Stewardship at the Summit Rainforest Restoration – Volunteer to help remove invasive, non-native plant species that prevent native plants from growing in Hawai‘i Volcanoes National Park. Wear sturdy hiking shoes and long pants. Bring a hat, rain gear, day pack, snacks and water. Gloves and tools are provided. Under 18? Parental or guardian accompaniment with written consent is required. Visit the park website for details.
  
  • When: June 2, 10, 16, 24 & 30. Meet at 8:45 a.m.
  • Where: Meet project leaders Paul and Jane Field at Kīlauea Visitor Center on any of the above dates
• Explore the Summit and Other Ranger-Led Walks – Discover Kīlauea volcano on an easy one-hour, ranger-led walk offered daily. Other ranger-led programs may be offered; check with rangers at Kīlauea Visitor Center for additional programs.
  
  • When: Explore the Summit is offered daily at 11 a.m. and 2 p.m.
  • Where: Meet at Kīlauea Visitor Center lānai

https://bigislandnow.com/2023/05/15/june-2023-events-at-hawaii-volcanoes-national-park/

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Story Brief: I play a chaotic evil character, rest of the party tries to abandon and murder me on sight, then blames me for being everything wrong with chaotic evil when I defend myself.
Yeah.
This was a very long time ago on a play-by-post site that you've never heard of; I think the site was called mydndgame.com? I checked, but that domain is up for sale as of the time of this writing so if that's what it was it sure didn't last very long. With the story I'm about to relay to you, I can't help but imagine why that might be!
I am uncertain how this party came to be but we were a group of five, all somewhere on the autism spectrum. The campaign was in the Dalelands of Toril (I think that's right?) and we were all starting at level two. The party composition was a human ranger, a half-orc bard/barbarian (bardbarian!), a dwarf paladin, and my character was a human wilder. For those unfamiliar: wilders are the charisma version of the psion in the same way sorcerers are to wizards, except that wilders are actually really good as you'll learn later.
Our first quest was to clear out a den of orcs who have been doing Generic Evil Bad Guy Things to our starting town. Knowing the reputation that chaotic evil characters tend to have I laid my intentions on the table very early in an attempt to allay concerns. I was chaotic because I want to take the Pyrokineticist prestige class and Evil because she just really likes burning shit. Seeing as I rolled very well on my mental stats (int 16, wis 15, cha 19; the GM was using 2d8+6, IDK why) I felt that my wilder would be very friendly, amicable, and also neurotically aware of her situation. In her own words: "I can burn human villages and be hunted as a villain, or burn orc villages and be paid as a hero. The choice is obvious; we're having barbeque porkchops tonight!" The players acknowledged this and seemed to be mildly enthusiastic.
Thus we get to the actual roleplay.
We keep it simple, start in a tavern and introduce our PCs. The bardbarian and paladin are having a drunken arm wrestling contest and regaling each other with tales of their machismo ("I once suplexed a polar bear off a cliff!" "Reminds me of that time I gave my coat to an orphan girl and had to walk through a blizzard for eight hours warmed only by the celestial hearth of my god!"). The ranger and I enter town from opposite angles and meet up at the bowyer's shop; he's buying a bow while I am having my crossbow repaired after I got a little overenthusiastic with my last Fire Ray. The ranger is immediately distrustful of my wilder; I don't know why, but "grizzled ranger wilderness man" is such a classic trope I don't think much of it and we end up entering the tavern together.
Shortly after we are all in the same ingame space together, a big ol' royal guardsman or soldier or somesuch enters the tavern and calls for mercenaries. The others answer the call, while my wilder listens from the corner given that she's not best friends with the law. We are told of the orcs and the troubles they are causing on the road, and that parties who like gold and killing orcs ought to prepare to embark with him in the morning. Yeah, I thought; my wilder likes both of those things -- one is a good target for fire, and the other buys resources she can use to make more fire. I feel my wilder is not likely to volunteer without her weapons on her -- she wouldn't be taken seriously! -- so I narrate how I'll wait an hour for repairs to be completed and approach the group then, since we have until morning.
My wilder goes to get her crossbow, returns -- and the party is gone. So much for waiting until the morning.
I make some quick Gather Information checks (I had the intelligence so I sprinkled cross-class ranks into K:nobility and various social skills) to figure out what happened, then set off at a brisk hustle to follow.
Upon catching up with the party, the ranger immediately fires an arrow at my wilder.
Ranger: [to the party] "Heh, can never be too careful."
Wilder: [hiding behind a tree] "Whoa mate, check your eyes; I am not an orc!"
Ranger: "Just because you're not an orc doesn't mean you're friendly!"
Bardbarian: "She could be a highwayman, be careful."
Wilder: "We met in town, remember? I was the one who suggested yew for your bow!"
Ranger: "If you're friendly, why are you hiding? Show yourself!"
Wilder: [Comes out with hands up; pointless gesture since I can kill people with my brain, but they don't know that yet]
Paladin: "I use detect evil."
Wilder: [Is evil! And also has her imp patron following her without being aware of it!]
Paladin: "She's evil. Get her and her demon friend!"
Wilder: "Wait, why is Char here? According to my backstory he- WHOA!"
My wilder is wearing a chain shirt, has 17 dexterity, and won initiative so she has her buckler out and is using Total Defense so her AC is... high. She danmaku-grazes through two sling bullets, an arrow, and two darts.
Wilder: "Please calm down! I just want to kill orcs with you and get paid!"
Paladin: "We don't work with evil people!"
Another round of Touhou dodging ensues.
GM: "Round three. Wilder's turn."
Wilder: "I said CALM THE FUCK DOWN!"
I activate my Wild Surge and expend my psionic focus on my Psionic Shot feat and launch my Fire Ray at the ranger's precious masterwork bow. I have Privileged Energy so I get a +1 damage bonus on every die of fire damage I roll. 5d6+5 damage. The bow flashes white-hot as it is instantly turned to ashes.
Ranger: "You bitch! I knew you were bad news the moment I met you!"
They keep fighting...
My wilder took them all down in a single shot each, even including the level six NPC guardsman who attempted to intervene once it became clear that the party couldn't roll above a fifteen to save their lives. I suggest to the GM that the fire cauterized their wounds so none of them are actually dying, but he's a very RAW person and declines while pointing out that I was throwing entire virtual fistfuls of d6s. The entire party ends up bleeding out because -- surprise -- the chaotic evil character didn't think to put any ranks in Treat Injury. My wilder gave the fallen PCs the most respectful sendoff she knew -- burning their bodies in a massive forest fire -- while speculatively wondering how that scene could have proceeded differently and not at all subtly hinting to the GM to rewind so we could take the scene again from the top.
The response to this was to start making the usual noises and ALL-CAPS POSTS about how I'm an edgelord and chaotic evil PCs should never be allowed and I'm terrible and awful for destroying their equipment and getting mad when they attempted to blah blah blah. I don't need to tell you what they said. I was just astonished, refreshing the page throughout the day as they rant and rave, all the while thinking to myself "I have Asperger's syndrome and even I can read the social cues better than these nutters."
They weren't even good roleplayers. I was throwing out paragraphs and they were writing two-liners. The ranger didn't even end his posts with periods. So when I refreshed the page and found I was banned from the game, I couldn't help but sigh in relief. What could I have even said to these people to justify myself? "It's what my character would have done?" Because it actually wasn't; I was trying my damnedest to hold her back in spite of all possible reason to go full bore on the strangers trying to murder her!
I'd still love to play Ashley again sometime. I think she has a lot of potential as a character to explore what it means to be evil, how evil is often perceived by others, and how even good people can work with evil in pursuit of a greater goal.

Story Brief: I play a chaotic evil character, rest of the party tries to abandon and murder me on sight, then blames me for being everything wrong with chaotic evil when I defend myself.
Yeah.
This was a very long time ago on a play-by-post site that you've never heard of; I think the site was called mydndgame.com? I checked, but that domain is up for sale as of the time of this writing so if that's what it was it sure didn't last very long. With the story I'm about to relay to you, I can't help but imagine why that might be!
I am uncertain how this party came to be but we were a group of five, all apparently some flavor of autist. The campaign was in the Dalelands of Toril (I think that's right?) and we were all starting at level two. The party composition was a human ranger, a half-orc bard/barbarian (bardbarian!), a dwarf paladin, and my character was a human wilder. For those unfamiliar: wilders are the charisma version of the psion in the same way sorcerers are to wizards, except that wilders are actually really good as you'll learn later.
Our first quest was to clear out a den of orcs who have been doing Generic Evil Bad Guy Things to our starting town. Knowing the reputation that chaotic evil characters tend to have I laid my intentions on the table very early in an attempt to allay concerns. Ashley was chaotic because I want to take the Pyrokineticist prestige class and Evil because she just really likes burning shit. Seeing as I rolled very well on my mental stats (int 16, wis 15, cha 19; the GM was using 2d8+6, IDK why) I felt that Ashley would be very friendly, amicable, and also neurotically aware of her situation. In her own words: "I can burn human villages and be hunted as a villain, or burn orc villages and be paid as a hero. The choice is obvious; we're having barbeque porkchops tonight!" The players acknowledged this and seemed to be mildly enthusiastic.
Thus we get to the actual roleplay.
We keep it simple, start in a tavern and introduce our PCs. The bardbarian and dwarf are having a drunken arm wrestling contest and regaling each other with tales of their machismo ("I once suplexed a polar bear off a cliff!" "Reminds me of that time I gave my coat to an orphan girl and had to walk through a blizzard for eight hours warmed only by the celestial hearth of my god!"). The ranger and I enter town from opposite angles and meet up at the bowyer's shop; he's buying a bow while I am having my crossbow repaired after I got a little overenthusiastic with my last Fire Ray. The ranger is immediately distrustful of my wilder; I don't know why, but "grizzled ranger wilderness man" is such a classic trope I don't think much of it and we end up entering the tavern together.
Shortly after we are all in the same ingame space together, a big ol' royal guardsman or soldier or somesuch enters the tavern and calls for mercenaries. The others answer the call, while my wilder listens from the corner given that she's not best friends with the law. We are told of the orcs and the troubles they are causing on the road, and that parties who like gold and killing orcs ought to prepare to embark with him in the morning. Yeah, I thought; Ashley likes both of those things -- one is a good target for fire, and the other buys resources she can use to make more fire. I feel Ashley is not likely to volunteer without her weapons on her -- she wouldn't be taken seriously! -- so I narrate how I'll wait an hour for repairs to be completed and approach the group then, since we have until morning.
Ashley goes to get her crossbow, returns -- and the party is gone. So much for waiting until the morning.
I make some quick Gather Information checks (I had the intelligence so I sprinkled cross-class ranks into K:nobility and various social skills) to figure out what happened, then set off at a brisk hustle to follow.
Upon catching up with the party, the ranger immediately fires an arrow at my wilder.
Ranger: [to the party] "Heh, can never be too careful."
Wilder: [hiding behind a tree] "Whoa mate, check your eyes; I am not an orc!"
Ranger: "Just because you're not an orc doesn't mean you're friendly!"
Bardbarian: "She could be a highwayman, be careful."
Wilder: "We met in town, remember? I was the one who suggested yew for your bow!"
Ranger: "If you're friendly, why are you hiding? Show yourself!"
Wilder: [Comes out with hands up; pointless gesture since I can kill people with my brain, but they don't know that yet]
Dwarf: "I use detect evil."
Wilder: [Is evil! And also has her imp patron following her without being aware of it!]
Dwarf: "She's evil. Get her and her demon friend!"
Wilder: "Wait, why is Char here? According to my backstory he- WHOA!"
Ashley is wearing a chain shirt, has 17 dexterity, and won initiative so she has her buckler out and is using Total Defense so her AC is... high. She danmaku-grazes through two sling bullets, an arrow, and two darts.
Wilder: "Please calm down! I just want to kill orcs with you and get paid!"
Dwarf: "We don't work with evil people!"
Another round of Touhou dodging ensues.
GM: "Round three. Ashley's turn."
Wilder: "I said CALM THE FUCK DOWN!"
I activate my Wild Surge and expend my psionic focus on my Psionic Shot feat and launch my Fire Ray at the ranger's precious masterwork bow. I have Privileged Energy so I get a +1 damage bonus on every die of fire damage I roll. 5d6+5 damage. The bow flashes white-hot as it is instantly turned to ashes.
Ranger: "You bitch! I knew you were bad news the moment I met you!"
They keep fighting...
I down them all in a single shot each. Including the level six NPC guardsman who attempted to intervene once it became clear that the party couldn't roll above a fifteen to save their lives. I suggest to the GM that the fire cauterized their wounds so none of them are actually dying, but he's a very RAW person and declines while pointing out that I was throwing entire virtual fistfuls of d6s. The entire party ends up bleeding out because -- surprise -- the chaotic evil character didn't think to put any ranks in Treat Injury. Ashley gave the fallen PCs the most respectful sendoff she knew -- burning their bodies in a massive forest fire -- while speculatively wondering how that scene could have proceeded differently and not at all subtly hinting to the GM to rewind so we could take the scene again from the top.
The response to this was to start making the usual noises and ALL-CAPS POSTS about how I'm an edgelord and chaotic evil PCs should never be allowed and I'm terrible and awful for destroying their equipment and getting mad when they attempted to blah blah blah. I don't need to tell you what they said. I was just astonished, refreshing the page throughout the day as they rant and rave, all the while thinking to myself "I have Asperger's syndrome and even I can read the social cues better than these nutters."
They weren't even good roleplayers. I was throwing out paragraphs and they were writing two-liners. The ranger didn't even end his posts with periods. So when I refreshed the page and found I was banned from the game, I couldn't help but sigh in relief. What could I have even said to these people to justify myslef? "It's what my character would have done?" Because it actually wasn't; I was trying my damnedest to hold her back in spite of all possible reason to go full bore on the strangers trying to murder her!
I'd still love to play Ashley again sometime. I think she has a lot of potential as a character to explore what it means to be evil, how evil is often perceived by others, and how even good people can work with evil in pursuit of a greater goal.

Hello all,
We are doing a cross country move to OC and will be moving into an apartment in the village area of downtown Laguna Beach (Cliff Dr). We will be using a 15-16ft pod container for the move.
My question is: will I need to apply for a temporary permit (and any subsequent no parking signs) to leave my pod/container on the street for a few hours? I am planning on having the move completed within 3-5 hours of drop off (would like to do 24 hours but doubt parking will be allowed for this amount).
There is a few metered parking spaces by my unit.
I could not find any information whatsoever around this on the Laguna beach city website. I saw that Newport and Laguna Niguel both require permits, but not sure about Laguna.
This move has been very stressful so we greatly appreciate all of the help!!!

"I shall stand against monsters. I shall stand against the dark. I shall stand against all which will extinguish the light. I shall stand against these, but I shall never do it alone."
Fairytale inspiration: The old Welsh tale of Llywelyn the Great and his hound, Gelert.
Name: Llywelyn Wolfe
Age: 19 as per volume 8
Race: Human
Physical details: Llywelyn is a fairly pale skinned male, with noticeable bags under his amber coloured eyes and flowing dark grey hair. He dresses in regal yet combat ready gear, with a moss green tunic, and light plate armour that protects his chest and shoulders, dark green fingerless gloves with silver gauntlets that go down to his knuckles and up to his elbows. Llywelyn also wears a dark green hooded cloak with a long gash across one side of the hood, which has been mended with crimson fabric, adding a splash of colour to his design.
Weapon: "Gelert" A very simple, mostly unremarkable one handed longsword with a clean silver blade. The crossguard forms into two dog heads, each with red eyes. The hilt holds a shotgun-like chamber within it that allows for dust infusion. Gelert's scabbard is rather ornate, with many silver details, as well as the sword's name in cursive silver from the top of the scabbard.
BehaviouHabits: Llywelyn is rather introverted, and spends most of his time sitting down and reading.
When he does speak, he speaks with a in a deep voice with a british accent. Due to the fact that he often speaks very quietly, his speech often comes out close to a growl. (I picture Alucard from the Castlevania Netflix series as a close example.) Llywelyn speaks in rather complicated, old fashioned vocabulary, although occasionally fits in modern slang or curses whenever he is struggling to get his point across or has simply decided to stop being polite. He also has a habit of referring to anyone he is not friends with using the titles of "miss," "mister" or "sir" regardless of their age.
Llywelyn is adept in his knowledge of literature, especially fiction such as poems and fairy tales, and can talk about them for hours, despite his usual reclusiveness.
Most importantly, Llywelyn refuses to go anywhere or do anything without taking his sword with him. He becomes incredibly distressed when separated from Gelert.
Llywelyn's Semblance/The true Gelert: When Llywelyn was a young boy, he awoke one night to the sounds of chaos within his small forest village. His mother barged into his room, took him into her arms and ran as fast as she could. Llywelyn's father ran with them, and all Llywelyn could see was a large wolf-like shadow pursuing them. Tears streaming from her eyes, Llywelyn's mother tripped and fell whilst carrying him. As the beowulf stood over them, with Llywelyn's father frozen in panic, the family's life seemed forfeit.
That was until the family dog, Gelert, howled at the Grimm, leaping onto its back and attempting to bite away the creature's neck. The family were bought enough time to run away. Unfortunately, Gelert did not survive the encounter with the beowulf, a fact that Llywelyn was never able to truly come to terms with.
Llywelyn's true semblance is unclear, whether it is the resurrection of the dead into spirit form, or simply animation of weaponry, but Llywelyn's sword, which he named after his brave hound, is fully sentient. By commanding Gelert verbally, the sword is capable of floating through the air and fighting by itself.
Gelert will also always return to Llywelyn's hand once whistled for. Gelert is also capable of acting autonomously, and will protect Llywelyn above anything else, even if it means disobeying direct orders from him.
Capabilities: Llywelyn is not only highly experienced in sword combat, but also in hand to hand combat. When in combat with weaker Grimm or human adversaries, Llywelyn employs numerous hand to hand combat techniques and having Gelert assist him. They work very well together.
Weaknesses/Caveats: Llywelyn is not effective at communicating with other people, making him rather ineffective in a team. Although Gelert is sentient, it only has the intelligence of a dog. Meaning it only understands basic commands such as "sit," "stay," "protect," "hunt," or "get 'em!" As such, Gelert cannot be relied on for everything.

The black domes, they were pocket dimensions, which were completely detached from the material world. Bound to the stream of souls, flowing inside the ephemeral branches of the world tree, they presented a personal hell for each person cast into them. They are a limbo of regrets, the hell of one’s own making, places where the living meets the dead.
There’s only so many ways to elope them. One must either reconcile with the restless souls, or join them, succumbing to their rage and regret that they carried into their afterlife. After all, to even get there, one must possess unparalleled strength and resilience; and only those who had caused deaths and destruction on their path to greatness can even hope to get to this trial.
Freia, Flare, the First princess of Jioral. For some – a good friend, lover, and companion. For others – a nightmare embodied, a vessel of divine powers, a force to be reckoned with. She had many enemies: princes and princesses felled by her authority, treacherous servants and greedy nobles, the knights, who opposed her corruption, slavers and bandits, destroyed on her quest for redemption and restoration of herself… But there were more. Children she had burned, serving her kingdom, women who perished by the tides she conjured, men that had been torn apart by raging tornados of her making, elderly that were buried under the rubble she created…
And how did she oppose them?
“Flagella terram et vescere inimicis meis, o magnum tempestas ignis!” The sorceress chanted, spinning her staff above her head. Then, right before the raging mob reached her, she hid from them behind a vortex of fire. One move and this wave of heat would incinerate everything and everyone in this accursed realm. But…
“TRAITOR!”
“DON’T HIDE FROM US, FLA-A-A-ARE!”
“COME TO US, SISTER!”
“YOU WERE NEVER ONE OF US!”
“USURPER!”
“GIVE ME BACK MY MOM!””
“THE FALSE PRINCESS!”
“SUNNARI (die)!”
“THE DAUGHER OF A WHORE!”
“YOU SHOULD’VE ROT IN THE SLUMS!”
Curses and jealousy, bitterness and hatred. The chorus of tortured souls surrounding the fiery boundary couldn’t be silenced even by the roaring flame. There couldn’t be any redemption.
“I’m sorry for all of you, who unjustly died by my hand!..” And even though there were people deserving their apologies, those who had to perish in favor of Flare’s political ambitions, those she sacrificed to appease her tyrannical father…
“THEN JOIN US, FLARE!”
“PAPA! WHERE ARE YOU?! GIVE HIM BACK!”
“REPENT, BITCH! DISPELL YOUR WITCHCRAFT!!!”
“But I won’t give in to you!” The pink-haired woman exclaimed, absorbing mana into her staff. “Furthermore, there’re those of you I will never regret killing! And there are those, for whom I must live! I MUST GET OUT OF THIS PLACE!!!” Then, she slammed the lower tip of her weapon into the floor made of the absolute darkness. Instead of wailing, being consumed by fear, guilt, self-loathing, and, ultimately, perishing, Freia sundered this entire “world”. One magical strike from her, and cracks of white and gold covered the entire dome. The wall of fire faded, but when the vengeful spirits rushed forward to maul their prey, they crumbled into piles of black salt. “I’m so… so sorry!” The girl lamented, kneeling near the remains of children, whose future she stole. “But I… I must move forward. I must save…”
…
Sparks and crackling, whistle and dazzling – time and time again the surge of lightning breached through the veil of darkness.
“UO-O-O-O-O-O!!!” A guttural scream filled the oppressive silence under the dome. Eve Reese, so childish and bashful, so eager to prove herself, now wore a stone mask of indifference. “Nira-a-a (no-o-o)!!! Yuarmta (I won’t forgive you)!!!” Cornar yelled, held still by at least seven shadows, he had been tortured, killed, bruised, smitten by the raging element of lightning. No longer did the girl see him as a threat; no longer did she cower at the feet of her former husband. Maybe, Eve was condemned to getting back her memories as a means of punishment, something that would make her sympathize with this petty little tyrant…
“Yuarm yau (I don’t need your forgiveness).” The Me-ua kahul spoke, looking at her crackling right arm, trembling with power and guilt combined. Not for forsaking her would-be-spouse, not for becoming Panakea’s pawn…
These souls, these loyal shadows – turned out, she never called upon them… until the very end. Her subjects, her brethren… Eve feared that if she let them out, they would tear her tyrannical husband into little pieces.
“Haa… Haa…” And now, she had to choose. To turn around and let someone else fix her problem, or… “Haa… HAA!!! HAA!!! HAA!!! SUNI (I’ll kill you)!!!”
A Punch to the maw, to the chest, through the ribs, to the heart! He didn’t die! He couldn’t die here! This scumbag of a man, this monster just wouldn’t go away! No matter how much pain she caused him, no matter how many times she slit his throat, broke through his torso, shocked him with spells, cut him with magical light…
And what of Cornar?
“A-A-A-A-A!!! A-A-AGH!!! HA-HA-HA-A!!! NA SHENBATA, SETOAN (you can’t get rid of me, woman)!!!” The son of Hakuo never relented. He relished in his immortality, laughed through the hellish torments Eve inflicted upon him. The skinned lion spotted a weakness in Eve’s heart, and he pressed at it, as if breaking the girl would get him back to the world of the living…
No, he wanted to take Eve to the world of dead.
“Gha-a-a-a… Agh-h-h…” The queen-to-be grabbed her forehead, her rugged breath not only siphoned all the focus out of her, threatening to cast the girl into a pit of despair, it also deteriorated her control over the mana she wielded. Unlike the city of salt, there was enough ambient magic to harvest here, but doing so would require skills, precision, and, most importantly, personal discipline and control over one’s own mind.
“Praibi, orna Iblis (Drain yourself, my Iblis)!” The prince of Batnara shashu tribe provoked, feeling the grip of the shadows losing its strength. A little more, and he’d be free… A little more…
“Hm…” But Eve wouldn’t relent. She once again covered her arm in a coat of magical lightning. She would never surrender; the queen would never let anyone treat her like a slave ever again. Not after Keyaruga’s perseverance taught her a lesson of resilience. Not after his gentleness, however tainted by his wounds, showed her what true love should look like.
She took a swing, prepared to strike…
“…” But then, two winged shadows stopped her hand. Amda and Sana, they were barely recognizable in their spiritual forms… but Eve would never mistake her parents for anyone else. They couldn’t speak, yet they still communicated with their daughter through other means. Emotions, wishes, urges – they never wished such evil to befall their daughter, but what they hated even more – was to see their child descend into the same pit.
“I… I don’t… have to?..” They asked her to stop, to let them relieve her of that burden. “B-but!.. No! You will die!” The girl snarled, grabbing her parents in a hug. She knew what was to come – her mother, father – they wished to sacrifice themselves to drag Cornar back to the afterlife. But that… wouldn’t that mean she’d lose them all over again? Wouldn’t…
“…”
“Yes! You’re dead! So what?! What do I?..” The feeling of pain and powerlessness engulfed the verdant woman. Barely had she found the strength to stand before her fallen tribe, before those who she desired to see the most now left her.
“YOTJAR (finally)!!!” With Eve’s will getting weaker, so did the shadows of her ethereal court. Her tyrannical husband finally broke free, slamming and stomping her shadows, as they fruitlessly tried stopping him. Amda and Sana Reese hugged their child for the last time… and now they stood up to defend their precious daughter. That is… the least they could do.
…
Freia broke inside another dome. From the outside, they looked like bright constellations of stars, formed on the points of a massive, galactic-scaled pentagram. The personal chamber for each of the contenders. One was broken from the inside, collapsing inwards, into a black hole with an orange halo – this was Freia’s dome. There were four more. Two were dimmed, two still shone brightly. The Hero of Magic travelled through this empty space, lit by numerous distant stars. In her current form, things like speed, form, and time – none of them mattered, aside from her destination. And now, she had to choose one of the two luminous chambers.
…
What is true power? Does one determine this abstract concept by the weight one can lift with their muscles? Maybe it was the charisma necessary to lead the masses? Enough money to influence others? Authority earned or inherited?
“Well-well-well…” Whatever the answer truly was, Ellen had none of it right now. No strength to fight, no troops to hide behind, and certainly – those who opposed her now had little if any need of whatever amount of gold she now carried.
“WENCH!”
“TANOUTUR (murderer)!”
“NEZAH (why)?!”
“MERA RIVARO (my life)!..”
“YAU MA (how dare you)!”
“YOU’LL PAY FOR WHAT YOU’VE DONE, BITCH!!!”
Oh, they came for Norn. There were hundreds, if not thousands of them, some she could recall from her Murian and Teuteccain campaigns – the series of expansions past the great wall; others were the court warlords she and John unseated in her ascension; rebellious villagers too came to exact their revenge on the younger princess, after her demons decimated them; and there were the victims of Buranikka’s carnage. This was the mountain of corpses Norn Clatalissa Jioral used to climb onto the very peak of political power…
“Now then, what do you want from me? An apology? Maybe my penance?” Even now, surrounded by countless dead souls, whose entire being now revolved around their grudge, the girl wouldn’t let herself be crushed by their rage. Not mentally, at least.
“DIE!”
“MAN WOR YAKSI (give me your eyes)!”
“SUFFER, YOU MONSTER!”
“I JUST WANTED TO LIVE!!!”
And so, hundreds of voices began howling in unison. So passionate, so eager to share their hardships and aspirations, that Ellen actually started pitying them a little. So many words, so much pain in them.
“Haa… I guess, that something like this was bound to happen someday. Well…” Instead of listening to the rest of the traumatizing nonsense and wailing, the crimson-headed cutie just began… to simply undress. “I don’t have the power to struggle, I can’t break out of here, and all of you came here for me. So go on. Rape me, maul me, kill me, do whatever you want. I’ve already done everything I wanted.” Ellen, now naked and completely defenseless, stretched out on the ethereal black floor, looking into the endless black void above her. The raging souls now came closer and closer, dozens of faces now loomed above her, as their hands reached out to grab the fallen warlady and tear her apart. This… was the end.
Keyaruga, Setsuna, sister… I hope you won’t miss me too much.
And so, she closed her eyes. Time to finally die.
…
…
…
There was no pain, nobody dragged the girl around, not even a single blow fell upon her. Ellen was… safe?
“A-A-A-A!!!”
“UGH-H-H!!!”
“YOLA-A-A-A-A (it hu-u-u-urts)!!!”
Slice and dicing, the ripping of flesh and clattered bones, “death” of a sort, dealt to the undying, torment for the tormented who themselves wished to inflict suffering upon her – someone kept the restless souls away from the princess. Someone precise, fast, and masterful with his tools of mayhem.
“Haa, is that you, Organ?” Ellen asked sullenly. Denied her excruciating retribution once more, she could only cover her tightly shut eyes with her palms.
“How did you know, Your Highness?” Indeed, it was him. As brutal as he was gallant, the deceased demigod was the only one out of these dead souls, who spoke to her, and not wailed at her like some sort of a beast.
“I know only two men, who’d come for me here, and the other isn’t so discreet, you moron.” The young general replied, opening her eyelids. The first thing she saw was the Champion of Jioral, covered in black blood. His prized amber eyes were no more, only black gaping holes were there instead. “Why’re you here? Do you want a piece of me for yourself?” The girl asked, still unwilling to stand up. Honestly, she felt robbed at this moment. This would be such a fitting end for her, but no! “Don’t tell me you’ve just barged in here to… Pff! PROTECT… me.” The second princess spat these words through her painfully clenched teeth.
“First things first, Lady Norn, I suggest you cover your shame and cease this indecency.” The warrior spoke, piercing and slashing the mob with his sword, impaling them with his hidden blade, tossing them back with his kicks. He was far from his prime form, and so, wounds and sores, cuts and lesions were left on him, as he, alone, overpowered dozens of raging men and women, keeping them away from the girl he swore to protect. Indeed… “Forgive me, princess, but I made a vow to your mother, and death is hardly a valid reason to…”
“YAKS… (giv…) A-A-A-A!!!”
“…to renounce my…”
“DOKI-I-I (step away)!!!”
“…loyalty to her!”
Despite everything, no matter the odds, Hawkeye continued to push back the angry spirits. He couldn’t dodge, as every missed blow could land on the lady, he couldn’t step back, as she needed protection more than any time in her life, and, certainly, sustained by this oppressive dimension, he couldn’t die. He couldn’t kill anyone, as they just rose anew from their own black blood, but the man couldn’t retreat.
“He-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh…” The princess chuckled, curling her torso in order to sit up. It hurt her stomach, but the girl persevered nonetheless. “Why am I always surrounded by stupid stubborn men, who just can’t help but dingle their balls before me? Seriously, a dead man, upholding a promise to a dead woman, how much more ridiculous can this get?” The girl scoffed, pulling back her panties, bra, and whatever she left lying around, back on. After all, why even bother now? “Be honest, idiot! What do you want from me?”
“I came here…”
Slash, backflip, tackle, toss – Organ Trist twirled around his commander, pushing back everyone, who came too close to his prized princess.
“…to ask you, Lady Norn!..”
Shoulder slam, side-kick, a flurry of bloodshed embodied in the son of Artemis!
“…to save my…”
Stabbing enemies with that hidden blade, crushing their skulls with the handle of his blade, ripping their eyes out and tossing them away – however useless this double-sided brutality may seem, Hawkeye had purpose, skill, and, most of all, conviction, that allowed him to push the mob away.
“…daughter! Save Marianna!”
After all, what can be stronger, than a father, eager to protect his dear child?
“And you think keeping me alive will help you with that? You, moron, this bloated pigeon trapped me here! I have only one way out – fucking death!” The second princess, now properly clothed again, yelled however loud she could. Unable to comprehend the reasoning behind this idiocy, the girl just stood there, pulling her crimson hair. “Also, you’re severely mistaken! I’m not Norn! Norn’s dead! My name is…”
“…Elly! Elly-y-y!!!” Barely had the princess opened her mouth; before the dome had been breached from the outside. The Hero of Magic emerged above the ground. She levitated, using magical blue flames; she secured her sister by forming a wall around her, a barricade made from powerful ice spears. The sorceress even went so far as to send one into the undead Champion, it was one he easily avoided, though. “Step away from my sister, Organ!!!” The raging magician demanded, pulling her sibling towards her with a gust of mystical wind.
“Ghh! Oh, hey there, Friea!” The fallen warlady spoke, bracing herself against the dizziness her brief flight had caused. Still, this didn’t look good. The last time those two met, Hawkeye severely injured the pink-haired girl, and she just wouldn’t live through it again, unless two gods appeared to help her. This time, though, it was her turn to be a deity-savior.
“Get away! You’ve bested me once, but this time, I can crash this entire realm down onto your head!” The Hero of Magic promised, putting her staff between her sister and her enemy.
“Aw shit, this just gets better and better…” The little genius lamented, nervously shaking her head. Not only was her glorified suicide rudely interrupted, but now this situation threatened to kill her sister as well. Still…
“Elly, Elly… Ellen? Ellen the Adopted?” Despite Freia’s expectations, Organ Trist was more interested in the new name she called Norn, rather than anything else, really. He already had his fair share of battles, after all. “Ho-ho-o! I guess, in the end, you really did become the better version of yourself! And the ‘brother’ in question – is that sir Keyaru?” The blinded man asked with the same smugness he once boasted with in his grandiose life.
“What’s the point of answering you now? Aren’t we just traitors to you?” The heroine replied with every bit of animosity she had in her. “Hold on, Elly, I’ll get you out of here.” Freia stated, charging her staff with the magic that shaped this entire “world”.
“Heh, aren’t you afraid of what that damn poisoned pigeon might do to you for breaking her rules?” The crimson-haired cutie scoffed, witnessing the entire black dome covering with cracks.
“I don’t care about her rules! All I want is to see you safe!” The sorceress spoke with even more defiance toward Caladrius than Norn ever had in her. If needed, she would challenge this feathered nightmare to a duel, anything, just to save her family.
“I see…” Hawkeye uttered, kneeling before the two girls. All that time, rather than monitoring Freia’s moves, his supernatural senses were aimed outside, to make sure no restless souls cross the fence of magic ice. But now… “I see your eyes, Princess Flare, they’re just like hers. I’m sure; you’ll make Lady Reeharoze proud of you yet.” Now, before he once again departs to the other side, there was one last thing to tell them. First praise, then a claim… “Lady Ellen, I beg of you. The life of Marianna now lies in your hands.” …and finally a plea. With all that said, Organ Trist crumbled, his body turned into black salt. And with it, the entire realm began to collapse in itself…
“Hold tight, Elly…”
…
And now, there was only one dark dome left. Arguably, the worst of them all, this particular world was to be the prison for Keyaruga… or his cemetery. No doorways to run into, no windows to jump from. He was alone, trapped with hundreds of those who were slain by his hand. Those poor bastards – the restless souls, their minds were so obsessed with hatred, and their grudge – powered by the sheer immortality of their ethereal blackened bodies. This was hell in its purest form. The question is – a hell for who, exactly?
“YE-E-E-E-E-EAH!!! IT’S HEALING TIME!!!” Keyaruga snarled and began splattering blood all over the place. Everyone who was touched by that substance became horribly mutated – their heads bloated, their muscles strained so much, they crushed their very bones! “WHAT’S WRONG?! KILL ME!!! KILL ME NOW!!!” The man demanded, dancing around his would-be tormentors with his blade, blessing his foes with the exquisite gift of perpetual agony! Saber in his right hand, Georgius on his left, one complementing another.
Despite what the lad asked, nobody could bring him down. His immortal flesh defied any blade, his bones healed in an instant, his mad frenzy alleviated any pain.
He thought he could kill his enemies for the second and final time, give them proper death in the most excruciating manner. He was wrong…
“DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! AGAIN! AND AGAIN! AND ALL OVER AGA-A-A-A-AIN!!!” The hero yelled chopping off heads and severing limbs! He killed so many, he couldn’t even count the slayings! He murdered the same people over and over, each time their agony being more exquisite then the last!
Kill a man once, he won’t even notice, his rage will only rise! Kill him thrice – he’d waver! Five – and the seeds of fear are sown. Ten – and he’s broken completely!
Keyaruga just couldn’t help himself, he hated these scum so much, he just couldn’t contain all his passionate hatred. It was so strong, that the feeling of pure, raw, primordial wrath transcended every possible modification he had put into himself.
“A-A-A-A-A!!! UGH-H-H-H-H!!!” A soldier was weeping, hugging his boot. “S-S-S-S-SPA-A-A-ARE ME-E-E!!!”
“YO-O-OU!!! I remember you!” The healer spoke, raising the cretin by his neck. “My first kill! You watched me being raped, drugged… BEATEN!!!” The man yawped, slicing off his upper face with one nimble slice. “AND YOU NEVER!!! EVER!!! EVER FUCKING HELPED ME!!!” The lad, tainted by black and red blood, slammed the sentry into the ‘floor’…
“A-A-A-A-A!!! PLE-E-E-EASE!!!” …and gleefully sliced off his arms, ignited sparked his left armored hand into a gauntlet of blazing heat!..
“GU-GHH-GUU!!! UA-A-A-A-A-A-A!!!” And finally, cauterized the wounds, just so that the retard wouldn’t die too soon.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!!!” The crazed avenger yelled, grabbing Leonard, so conveniently nearby, weeping. “YOU SAID, I’VE DONE NOTHING FOR THIS FUCKING KINGDOM?! I’LL SHOW YOU, WHAT I CAN DO NO-O-OW!!!”
And so he did, the madman rested his two fingers on the sadist’s forehead. A second passed, and a purple spark had announced the richest form of suffering.
“Oh… U-u… Uo-o-o-o-o-o… Khh…” Indeed, although it wasn’t as vocal as previous ones, Keyaruga was more than pleased with the result. He knew of a human having specific nerves, specifically for reacting to pain. And he just overloaded them. Toxic spiders, dangerous medusas, venomous snakes and scorpions – all of them could do that with their poisons. Hell, even Keyaruga could brew neurotoxins. But damn, this thing had one ultimate merit compared to all of those – the instant effect, so potent, in fact, that the victim can’t even cry out from the excruciating pain!
“He-e! That’s a neat trick.” The lad mumbled, approaching a maid, lying on the “floor” like an embryo. Flare’s bodyguard shivered and sucked her thumb, completely lost to this twisted world. Just one little touch… “Pam! You’re already dead!” Keyaruga sneered tapping his armored fingers by her temple.
“Uh… Uh… Ugh… W… Wha-?.. A-A-A-A-A-A-AGH-H-H!!!” The woman grabbed her skull, but it was too late. All the blood, bile, and even marrow now came into her brain, bloating it, up until it burst in a fountain of black blood and shining entrails.
“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!! I FUCKING LOVE IT!!!” The deranged healer laughed so loud, and his presence was so overwhelming now, that nobody even dared to come close to him, let alone attack, unless they wished to become a victim of a new twisted experiment. Oh, their fear, this agonizing panic! They’re giving me a fucking boner! I wanna fuck! I want a woman! Oh, this! This will do nicely!
And so, Keyaruga dropped his saber, unfastened his belt, ripped the dress, slapped that ass which he had found, grabbed it, pushed it in! The woman with a blackened tail was slowly dying of blood loss, but that barely concerned the lad. He grabbed her pelvis and began to move, so fast, so frantic, and so mindless, that no one could see a human in him. No-o, this was a wild beast, slamming his bulging cock into the defenseless female, too tired to react, let alone resist somehow. She wasn’t even tight, just barely warm, but even that was enough. A few minutes of such suffering inflicted on her, and he came, this was a brilliant orgasm, deeply perverted, and twisted to the very core…
Oh, that’s the fucking best! I love it so much!
Keyaruga grabbed her hand, wiped his penis with it, pull back his pants, and…
I don’t remember her. I wonder, who that is.
He pushed the body, rolling it to the back.
“Ha-a-a… Hello again, Kailia…” The mad lad recognized her instantly. An agent, sent to find and assist Eve Reese in her quest, hired by someone named Carol. But that alone wouldn’t be enough to get Keyaruga to brutally rape her. “You’ve killed my Norn, but I spared you. Heh, after Kali left, I tasked you to ward off whoever they sent after my Eve, but… It seems like you’ve failed. Really, really sad.” The healer spoke, resting his left hand on her dying flesh, recovering it in an instant. And just like that… “Oh, fuck!” She nearly stabbed him with a knife. Gods only knew where she got it from… “Sit still.” But then, Keyaruga just pressed his finger on her forehead, and completely shut down her limbs functions. He pitied her… but could do nothing for this miserable leopard woman.
“Haa… Damn, it’s getting boring here.” The hero lamented, picking up his weapon of choice. At this point, he just put it back in its sheath. Only then did he spot a couple of new faces in the crowd of weeping bastards. “You there! You don’t look like you should be here. What’s… wait…”
“STAY AWAY FROM ME, MONSTER!!!” The woman cried, she was weeping into her man’s now tainted shirt.
“Heh! He-heh! No-no-no-o! Oh no-o-o!” Keyaruga frantically shook his head, unable to believe what he just saw. This was the worst. This… “Anna! Kurt! What… What’re you even doing here?! I… I avenged you! You shouldn’t have…” His parents were there, they stood among the thugs, slavers, robbers, bandits, zealots, murderers… But they… they weren’t one of them…
“You killed us, traitor. You raped my wife, after everything she’s done for you. You’re disgusting little shit!” The mighty harvester told him, pointing his war-scythe at the hero. The only thing that held him at bay, though, was his spouse, loudly crying with black tears pouring from her eyes.
“Heh… You… really think I’d…”
“No. But you’ve proven it.” Kurt spoke with the coldest possible rage in his voice. Keyaru’s cruelty couldn’t be doubted, after all. Not after everyone he maimed this day. “I don’t give a fuck, what the hell is wrong with you, but I’ll slice your guilty ass as many times as I need.” The older man spoke, pushing Anna aside. And then, he lunged.
Kurt struck as a true warrior – he was swift, accurate, precise – his war scythe – basically a reforged farming tool, grazed Keyaruga’s torso, cut his leg, he even stabbed his foster son through his chest. But… there was no blood.
“Calm down, you two.” The hero demanded, stoically taking hit after hit, like the heavy glaive-like blade was nothing. While Anna crumbled to her knees, lost in her weeping, Kurt wouldn’t stop attacking. “You can’t kill me, I’m immor-…” Barely did the lad say so; before his foster father grabbed the handle in a wide grip, and just swept his head off with one precise strike.
“NO-O-O-O-O-O-O!!!” Strangely enough, despite all of the delusions his parents had about him, Anna just couldn’t stand seeing her child being killed so brutally. “A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A!!! WHY-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y?!!!” As Keyaru’s head rolled on the ground, the thugs, at least those who weren’t affected by any of hero’s inventive afflictions, started to get rallied again.
“You had it coming, you ungrateful dipshit!” Kurt spat through tightly closed teeth. He couldn’t watch, couldn’t face what he had to do with his adopted prodigy. Even if he was a criminal. Even if…
“I really did…” But the bastards weren’t enjoying the show for too long. Right when the healer seemed to fall, a new body started to grow from his neck-stump, the clothes, the pouches, the weapons – everything turned into ash just to materialize again on the proudly standing conqueror of death itself.
“What devilry is this?” Kurt’s reaction was understandable. A mix of fear, anger, and disgust, was all over his tainted face. In turn…
“KEYARU-U-U-U!!!” Anna just dashed forward to hug her child. No matter, how disgustingly atrocious his resurrection was, without even looking at the beheaded body that now lied nearby, the woman just went ahead and embraced the lad. She… didn’t seem to be in her right mind, even for a dead soul.
“Anna, I… I…” The shivers began taking a hold of him. His hands, his knees – they trembled so much, this simple touch he though he lost forever, this… This was enough to make him cry. “I’m sorry… I’m so, so, so, so-o-o sorry!..”
“DIE, FUCKER!!!”
“THAT YOU HAVE TO SEE ME DOING THIS!!!” Keyaruga yelled, grabbing Leonard by his wrist. Just a little pressure – and he dropped his sword, the weapon faded into nothingness. Then, the man pushed Anna back, punched his foe in the gut, and proudly showed his captive to his family. “Haa… He-heh! He-e-e… This… This is Leonard, Flare’s… right hand…” The hero spoke, this time trying to maintain his sanity, as his parents now cautiously looked at him. “I… I came from the future! I had to rewind time’s flow itself… Because Flare was evil, and he…” Then, the man put his hand onto the barely struggling imbecile, thus transforming him into Keyaru, the motionless child, whose entire mobility, except for breathing, was shut down for the ease of what he was about to do. “I killed Flare! And he took my guilt. Then…” Afterwards, the healer went ahead and summoned raging flames upon his free hand. Kurt and Anna watched motionlessly, as he placed the magic-shrouded palm onto his ‘own’ face, burned it, scourged the blackened flesh with the sorcery he ‘learned’ from Flare… “My trick was revealed, and he headed out to our village, looking just like me. The rest… you know the rest.”
And finally, Keyaruga dropped the motionless doll, unable even to cry out from the excruciating pain the Hero of Healing inflicted upon it. He then faced his parents, still shocked by such a display of merciless brutality, they couldn’t even properly reply, this entire spectacle of bloodshed, mayhem, rape, torture, demonstration of immortality, and now – proofs of metamorphosis – all of that left them utterly silent.
“Kurt, Anna… I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you… But I can’t let you, or any one of these fuckers keep me here! I… I have a family! Freia, Setsuna, Ellen, Eve – I so wanted you to meet them… But you can’t now. You… might not believe me, and I understand that.” The red-eyed lad uttered, as his posture slouched more and more, along with his fading bravery. “This is what it’s like to be a man! I must be strong! I have to be ruthless now, so that nobody would challenge me in the future!” The man added, now turning his back to his foster parents. He stood straight, he stretched his shoulders, took a deep breath, and… “LISTEN HERE, YOU FUCKING MONSTERS!!! WHAT YOU’VE FELT NOW IS BUT A TINY BIT OF WHAT I’LL DO TO YOU, ONCE I’M FUCKING DEAD!!! NOW YOU WILL GO INTO THE DEEPEST PITS OF HELL, AND WHEN YOU’RE THERE, PRAY I DON’T FUCKING DIE ANYTIME SOON!!! BECAUSE WHEN I FINALLY KICK THIS SHITTY BUCKET, I’LL FIND EACH OF YOU, AND WE’LL BE PLAYING FOR THE WHOLE OF ETERNITY!!! BUT WHY WAIT, WHEN WE CAN HAVE SOME FUN NOW, HU-U-U-UH?!!!”
The speech was told, the impact made. His words were so zealous, so passionately intimidating, that the weeping fools now reached a whole new depth of despair.
“GET US OUT OF HERE!!!”
“SAVE ME-E-E-E!!!”
“HE’S THE DEVIL!!! DE-E-EVIL!!!”
“UA-A-A-A-A-A-A!!!”
“KUUNDA (I’m so scared)!!!”
“HE-E-E-E-E-ELP!!!”
And so, this entire crowd, this mob of immortal corpses, just ran away. Everyone, who could still stand on their feet, began fleeing in panic, trampling each other in the process. What they failed to notice, though, is that the dome is endless only for its main victim. Everyone else just came up against the invisible wall.
The Trial of Heart – its goal is twisted, to be certain. To pass it would mean releasing the dead souls from their grudge toward you. A saint would shift it to forgiveness, but the deranged avenger pumped so much fear in those criminals, that their hatred was replaced by the purest and most animalistic terror. Still, with the task done, the souls began to dissipate in a white light. They would finally be free…
“REMEMBER!!! YOU’VE NOT SEEN THE LAST OF ME!!! WE’LL MEET AGAIN, YOU FUCKING SHITBAGS!!!” Unfortunately for them, though, Keyaruga’s long shadow still loomed above them all. And such, even in relief, the crowd continued to cry, to sob, to wail, to…
“Keya… ru…” But not all left because of dread. When the avenger turned around, his foster mother, crumbling into white flakes, stood on her tiptoes to give him a last kiss on the cheek. “You’ve grown… so much…”
And so, she faded. Kurt quickly followed, although it wasn’t forgiveness or benevolence that filled his raging soul. No, it was an impotent acceptance. He saw Keyaruga as a mirror, in which he saw himself, before he deserted the royal guard and found himself in Alban.
“Someday… you’ll follow my path…” And this was what the man spoke at last, dropping his war-scythe to the ethereal ground. With no souls to redeem in the most twisted of ways, the dome of blackness quickly turned insufferably bright.
The Trial of Heart had been passed.

These are my beginner fanfictions! I tried to keep these as congruent with the portrayed personalities/actions of Overlord(tm).
The first is set sometime around the Re-Estize Kingdom destruction, while the second is set right after Pestonya and Nigredo get released from Ice Prison.
These feature Mare, Pestonya, and Cocytus mostly.
Please enjoy them!
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The shadow demon whispered into Ainz' "ear" which was met with a heavy sigh. He had grown tired of this fight, his enthusiasm for the following battle was sapped- all due to a certain individuals' actions.
"I tire of this. Cocytus, do as you will."
Cocytus thumped his chest with the pride not only of being chosen by Ainz-Sama but at the incoming chance to prove his worth to his God.
"Yes! Ainz. Sama. Will. I. Be. Providing. Back. Up. For. Your. Commands?"
Ainz propped his chin on a knuckle, and with a regal wave of his hand stated his decree.
"This war is with truly worthless, as well as anything that might be here. Truly worthless creatures." A chill seeped over the ground as Cocytus and the other retainers within the splendorous tent realized- Ainz-sama was angered by the Individuals' previous actions. The chill spread through their feet and crawled up their backs, like a horrid ghost which wished to whisper sweet nothings of despair into your ear. Slowly, it retracted, yet all in the tent continued to shiver. Such was the wrath of a Supreme Being. "Except for "that individual" do as you must, this was a waste of time. Everyone you shall be placed under Cocytus' direct orders as needed- assist him as you must."
Ainz-sama leaned deeper into his fist, lost in thought and perhaps tired from having to deal with this skirmish- far beneath need to waste his time. Cocytus and the other retainers bowed and briskly left the room. Walking with pride- Cocytus was trailed by footsteps, one step of clicking heels behind him drew his notice.
"Cocytus."
Albedo, the Overseer of Nazarick gently but firmly gripped one of his arms causing him to stop in his tracks.
"I apologize for touching you, but I don't need to exp-"
Cocytus waved two of his opposite arms, opposite from Albedos' retreating grasp.
"It. Need. Not. Be. Said." Cocytus puffed out "To. Not. Only. Waste. Ainz. Samas'. Precious. Time. But. To. Also. Not. Even. Reach. The. Standards. To. Meet. His. Expectations. Is. Worthy. Of. Eradication."
The other retainers- the Floor Guardians nodded to his statement in agreement.
Shalltear piped up" Ahhh~ We don't even need to show them true despair, this will simply be an execution." With a shake of her head and an expression which read "It can't be helped."
With resolve tempered, Cocytus began his task.
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The Hydra was a creature well known not only in Yggdrasil, but in the New World as well. Capable of casting not only magic of the 5th tier, but sometimes able to cast martial abilities. This was, however, entirely dependent on the luck of said hydra from birth. They could have anywhere from 7-9 heads and each could be skilled in magic or martial abilities, what it knew however was random- one could cast up to 2nd Tier but another on the same body could cast 5th tier. Its' heads would act in unison, with a "main head" being chosen by one which displayed their dominance by fighting the other heads and helped by slight telekinesis which allowed them to sense the leaders' whims.
Pelgraya-Nurm was proud of her shiny scales, which she frequently rehydrated to keep their glistening texture possibly to appear alluring to the humans. Their approval was below her, but who wouldn't appreciate praise no matter how insignificant. She shook her golden brown mane, large and fluffy she would easily be lauded by these humans as the softest cuddling partner if only she was nicer. She was not however.
Pelgraya-Nurm was different however, instead of heads it had been born with a plethora of arms. These arms, while not adept at martial kills, could cast 6th tier spells and along with improved dexterity, she could wield weapons if needed. This could be the reason she was cast out and viciously chased off by her kith and kin, probably not wanting the weakness a mutant would bring. She also had a talent, for mana, which increased her mana regen by absurd amounts the lower her mana. She was currently leading the contingent of her mercenary group which while called "The City Guard" were nothing more than thugs.
Pelgraya-Nurm had taken a name in part of jealousy of dragons (but partially from being shunned by her kin) but also to make her stand out among humans. While she easily towered over humans, however, the creatures she saw across from the battlefield shook her even now and made her feel insignifigant. She looked to her adjutant, Papaya, an elf she had bought to handle any affairs of human relations.
"Papaya" Pelgraya-Nurm muttered "What is that contingent of undead? Why have we not heard of such a thing before?"
Papaya rocked with her masters' obvious displeasure.
"I-i'm not sure. We haven't heard anything from scouts or even from the kingdom- they simply appeared P-Pelgraya-sama."
Papaya was consequently splattered across the floor, nearby soldiers, and part of the wall Pelgraya-Nurm was stationed on. Wicking off her claws with a flick of the wrist, she voiced her displeasure.
"You can all be replaced, you are nothing to me. I own you." Pelgraya-Nurm stated matter-of-factly. Simply put, this was how Hydras' and even most monsters behaved- rule of the strong. However, this was not usually the case for humanoids. They had "laws" and "good samaritism" they usually reacted negatively to being pasted onto their nearby surroundings.
Out of the corned of her eye, Pelgraya-Nurm saw a twisting of her humongous shadow- a small offshoot which seemed to sputter and slink off. Only for a second, she must have been seeing a trick of the light. She turned towards her opponents and grinned, they stood no chance.
Across the battlefield, after being reported to by that shadow demon, someone stamped the seal which would seal their fate.
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Cocytus had prepared a map of the village they stood before, which had been prepared by the shadow demons beforehand. It was largely unremarkable, but being a ragtag mercenary group this could easily be all of their mustered forces. The shadow demons hadn't been scouting for long but they would more than likely bring forth confirmation to this point. Cocytus would not be swayed by this, already tempered by previous expectations.
"Shalltear. May. I. Leave. Mopping. Up. Escaping. Troops. Or. Those. Running. Away. To. You?"
With a dainty curtsy, Shalltear silently left with an expression of relish. Now, what to do about showing the true wrath towards someone who wasted the precious Supreme Ones' infinite mercy of a quick death?
"Do. We. Have. The. Troops. Ready?"
"Yes, Cocytus. I have a suggestion to showing off our Supreme Ones' beauty in rule." Demiurge responded with a slowly growing grin.
Then. I. Shall. Leave. That. To. You."
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Pelgraya-Nurm was the first to hear it. A slow repeating stomp followed by a short break and then repeating. It quickly grew and inversely morale quickly shriveled.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
This continued for a short while, as the undead which comprised the enemy forces- stomped in time, a truly jaw-dropping event. Undead could be coordinated so? In this number? Pelgraya-Nurm was growing uneasy, her surrounding contingent had long passed this.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
The undead knelt and bowed, all centered on the tent in the distance. A chill was growing like a pillar of ice in the human army. No longer centered around Pelgraya-Nurm, but on this unknown force which had appeared.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
The army split neatly in two as the undead smoothly, rised, slid away from the center, and resumed kneeling. A golden embroidered flag, with a black seal upon the purple midnight fabric. It slowly approached the middle grounds between the two armies and assumed a straight backed stance.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
It began hoisting the flag straight up on every stomp, down in between. With a voice unnaturally loud for a sinle creature to have- and to be heard over such a distance. A voice which while holding a degree of self-importance rasped with the clear hatred for the living. It interrupted between the stomps.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
This continued until they saw creatures slowly walk from both sides of the army, chilling them to the bone even more somehow. Towering, black, and wielding swords in twisting patterns with paired great shields. Adorned with red veins which pulsated and seemed to draw the viewer into their grisly visage, a face which begged for them to approach and be rent. Death Knights.
These creatures lumbered in a roundabout number as the contingent shuddered in fear, no doubt a rout was being concocted simultaneously by these non-connected creatures. As the realization dawned on them for what was happening- they were being boxed in. Those horrid creatures had spaced themselves enough to easily be able to catch them if any tried to run.
It was a do-or-die situation. And if they got resurrected it might just be a die-or-die situation. Suddenly, gripping her superiority and strength- Pelgraya-Nurm commanded these rowdy people together.
"We have no chance of running, this is truly ride or die! Keep them at bay and I'll blast them to death!" she smirked despite her creeping fear.
The soldiers prepared themselves, maybe some of them would make it out alive if they fought to either their teeth or nails.
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Shalltear skipped along the streets, a strong undead following in tow. It was called a Living Hunter, an undead of the 50s level. It hungered for the living as its' name foretold, it however was adequately skilled for this task. It grew stronger in proportion to the living around it, which increased the radius of those included which could swell to absurd ranges depending on deployment. As well as that, it grew faster movement speed and attack speed the longer it chased an individual living creature. It towered over its surroundings and it could be slowed by those running into or hiding in buildings. This was also tempered by the fact it was sometimes unable to control itself from brutally devouring victims alive in brutal and sadistic fashions. While it could be a dangerous foe for attackers, it could easily be countered by simply sending in weak merc. NPCs to distract it or, even simpler just having a tank which had any taunt skill to constantly reset their passive.
Shalltear had been dragging along several human corpses in one hand while her umbrella was twirled in the other, snacks- not for her of course. They had easily accomplished their task, Living Hunter chasing stragglers and scaring people while Shalltear threw rocks to smash them into pieces. While its disgusting nature could never be mistaken for cute, the growl it made was of pleading. Shalltear stopped in place, sighed in an exaggerated manner, and spun with a childish waggle of her finger said-
"I GUESS you receive a treat for your good work.."
-she smiled and tossed corpses up to the Undead Hunter not unlike how one would toss treats to their pet dog. It snapped them up and smashed them like balloons between its teeth, chewing them up as if relishing a delicious piece of bubblegum.
"Gruuuu..!" it rumbled, shaking the surroundings.
"Okay, you continue with the pincer attack while I watch over this city, arinsu~."
It lumbered off as Shalltear sauntered up a walls buttressed stairs, before shortly perching herself to watch the ensuing battle, kicking her feet, and cutely twirling her umbrella.
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STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
Suddenly, it stopped. Jolting the mercenaries to attention. The undead chanter turned itself to the side and took steps back. A towering creature stepped forth from the tent and walked down the alley towards them.
As a slow frost gently billowed forth from the enemy side, the soldiers teeth began clacking. Pelgraya-Nurm, being cold-blooded, especially. The creature walked forth, eyes glinting in the dwindling sunlight and planted itself where the chanter had been. It slammed its weapons- a giant curved sword with a long hilt, a halberd, and an oddly small thin blade. The halberd and large sword had their hilts planted in the crackling, dry earth.
Silence. No one dared breath. The battlefield had shrunk and the contingent realized this. They were audibly shaking now, armor clinking over armor. Pelgraya-Nurm moved to say something was cut off by a shriek from behind them. A shriek which sounded like souls whining to be realsed from eternal torment.
Rubble came crashing down around them, slushing some of them and maiming others. Pelgraya-Nurm was struck by a huge chunk of wall directly in the face as she looked up, knocking her out cold. She was unable to witness the creature which had crumbled the walls from behind like a child might crush a graham cracker in their hands. It lurched over, so close it could look some of them face to face. It rasped a disgusting swathe of undead stench over them and seemingly chuckled. It- counter to its' size, grasped several soldiers with its armored mitts and tossed them into the air. The resulting crunch of the bone heralded the beginning to the skirmish.
As the undead began marching towards them, their attention was diverted between the encroaching mass of dead and the fact this creature summarily had grasped Pelgraya-Nurm and slowly dragged her with them. Their trump card removed, they were finished in barely ten minutes.
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Pelgraya-Nurm awoke slowly, her vision blurry and ear-holes ringing.
"????? ??????? ?? ??? ????..." something murmured. She did not know or care whether this was directed at her, and she was focused on simply getting up and wreaking havoc among these filthy peasants. She toppled over, due to her weight and a force pushing her down.
"??! ??? ????? ? ??? ?????? ??? ? wonder ?? sama ??? ???????? ?? ?????" failed to breach her head and report anything communicable to her brain. She was slowly coming to and realized she was surrounded.
A silver haired thing, a creature in orange vestment, and the tall white thing from before.
"Waking ??? ?? ???? ?. Good. ??? ?? ?? begin."
The silver-hair and white- thing stood with smug(?) looks (she had never cared to learn human expressions) as the orange-suit walked forward.
"How would you ???? do this?" the orange-ones' movement was making her dizzy again, however she had the upper hand- quickly she cast a [Silent Magic: Ultra Fireball] in a deft motion. Before that she was struck across the head which sent her reeling and slightly rolling. The fuzziness returned-
"No." orange-suit said, muffled by her newly made brain fog.
"A bit gentler ???? ?????? Ainz-sama ???? ???? this one ??? all." the silver-hair piped up
"Indeed. It. Will ????. ?. ??????. Prize. For. ???. Ainz. Sama. ????. It. Would. Seem. ???. ?. ??????. Bauble." white-thing responded.
Her vision returning, she weakly lifted her head and was promptly struck again- she had been bitch-slapped. It wasn't as forceful as before, which allowed her to go all out and cast [Maximize Magic: Ultra Fireball], [Maximize Magic: Magic Arrow], and [Maximi-
She was bitch slapped once.
She was bitch slapped twice.
She was bitch slapped a third time.
Her head was whipped around comically with the applied beatings.
"????. ??. ????. ???. Awaits." the white-thing stated
"??????." the silver-hair responded
"??. ??? ????? ????." the orange-suit concurred.
Pelgraya-Nurm was gripped by her throat as she was recovering from this. The orange-thing gripped her throat with a single thing, threatening to crush her windpipe. Slowly she started being dragged along behind them, at a brisk pace. The cobblestone of the city around her and the subsequent rocky ground, for the first time hurt as she was roughly dragged along it.
She struggled, and was thrown onto the ground and bitch-slapped again, gripped by the throat, and dragged along again. This continued two more times, but Pelgraya-Nurm was exhausted, not only from her large size' energy need, the beatings, and an unknown exposure to the sunlight. She felt weak and the fight left her. She was dragged along the long, slow, path towards that tent.
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They finally arrived in front of the tent and she was again slammed into the ground, this time in a much harder throw. The wind and tears were knocked from her, the ground cracking underneath this crushing blow. The white-thing, silver-hair, and orange-suit all prostrated themselves towards the tent. An encroaching fear was growing over Pelgraya-Nurm and she bowed her head to the ground (again, partly from exhaustion and the beatings).
"Ainz-sama! We have brought this disgusting specimen before you as you have asked!" the three spoke in unison. Pelgraya-Nurm understood. Ainz Ooal Gown was not a country or a simple fief but someone these things bowed before.
As the aforementioned one fluttered the tent flap open, a finely decorated skeleton thing- followed by a demi-angel(?). Fear pierced her through like a harpoon, and felt as if it was being pulled through her guts. She openly shook and hoped maybe since they had brought her forth, they might allow her to at least live. Undead were known to hate the living, but maybe since this one surrounded itself by the living it would be merciful.
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Ainz flapped open the tent, and was greeted with Demiurge, Shalltear, and Cocytus. He received their gift of this prisoner-of-war, and consequently praised their efforts. This praise made them seemingly shiver with delight. But to Pelgraya-Nurm, it was unnoticed- she was too focused on this one called "Ainz."
"A-Ainz-sama?" She spat up as she pressed her head into the head indent she had made earlier. "I-"
Ainz sliced his hand horizontally as if to cut her in twain.
"Silence." it commanded.
She began tearing up, how could fate deny her strength. She had made herself a slowly growing land, full with servants, and glory to her. Why had this thing come here? Why her?
"To viciously murder ones followers, loyal beings- is a sin I cannot abide. To do so, is to be scum of the worst kind. I do not normally do this, but I shall relish this. Cocytus lift her."
Before she could run, white-thing grabbed her by the forehead and lifted her straight up. This painful grip denied her any chance to pull free, her large body squirming halfways upon the ground. Her arms pulled and scraped the ground and attempted to pull herself free by pushing against Cocytus. She was like a child being lifted by the leg, helpless against her coming doom.
Ainz flicked his wrist and a magic circle appeared before his bony hand. With that he made a faux-gripping motion and she could no longer move her body and some of her arms. It felt like she was truly being gripped within his grasp. Her arms now flailed uselessly and she screamed and cried as she too flailed. Her last thought was that she had never found a mate, maybe a human HAD been her only chance.
With that flick of the wrist, she was summarily twisted around, multiple times, in a quick clockwise turn. Cocytus' grip being the axis of this sickly pirouette, evoking the look of a ballroom dance. Cocytus subsequently dropped the head.
"Send it to be picked clean, and Living Hunter to patrol."
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Much later, after confirming everything was razed and destroyed- the Living Hunter gleefully engorged itself among the feast of the battlefield.
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ROSLIN

Runestone, the eleventh month of autumn.
She had been born in winter, though it was not a season Roslin could at all recall. Unlike her cousin Rodney she did not possess the same skepticism of its coming. On some level subconscious Roslin was aware that the relationship between her family and heat was as complex as the passions exchanged between her parents; her father's face, both of complexion and expression, in the firelight implied a past of pain more than had been regaled to her in girlhood. It was further a fate bygone that she was not brave enough to pry upon sensing it a subject sensitive. Yet for the cold she was utterly without context.
While she saw the excess of layers when venturing out the keep to have been a fortunate though mostly fashionable happenstance it was serving to ward away the encroaching frost. Though Ros paid not much mind to it, nor even the rosiness of her own cheeks until her mother was insisting upon a set of gloves. Half thrusting them over Roslin's wrist despite her insistence that she was perfectly able to put the pair on herself. The both of them well aware that left to her own devices Roslin would have done no more than tuck the gloves into her belt and, inevitably, complain later of aching fingers as she asked after tea. Please mum, she would say as she grasped some exposed strip of flesh to prove her point; and, were those tactics ineffective, might well repeat the insolence on little Rowena when mother had turned her eyes elsewhere.
Instead of any overt preparation by her elders that reinforce the reality of the changing seasons it was, quite simply, the wilting of the flowers on the window sill that caught Roslin's attention. That no matter the tending it was ever on its decline. Ros was not so sure of her trimming efforts, in distress for the plant she had watered it and then drowned it in attempt to offer its roots respite. All these efforts were in vain as life must subsist on sunlight and there was little of it to go around. Even when she had lugged the little vase up the steps to the fifth floor where resided raised windows on every wall--an anomaly in Runestone's design as it had only been expanded after the coming of the Andals and the instilling of the Maesters to facilitate correspondence when the bronze crowns had been broken. All the same, the life had waned from the bushel; Ros, to the deep discomfort of Maester Vorsel, did nothing to diminish the despair felt of what had transpired irregardless of the man's well meaning explanations of decomposition. Having seen the flower from seed to sapling, to bright and verdant bouquet Roslin had assumed to be perennial. No more prepared for the death of a plant than anyone was to lose their loved one; in the absence of her father who had shown her how to plant the seeds in the first place the two felt interchangeable in her ailing heart.
She had sulked for a week in full afterward. Peering from puffy, tear stricken eyes as plants all abound Runestone did dwindle as hers had done. Auntie Ayla had bid the harvest be brought in though as the year drew toward its end the quality of the crop had ventured from passable to subpar. This, too, Vorsel explained as an inevitability dictating that there was little that was able to persist in the shifting of the season; the roots embedded in the soil incapable of penetrating through the onset frost. That which was not able to be preserved would be condensed, scattered to the growing fields to act as fertilizer before snow's first fall. Mulch, her uncle Rohan called it, though it reeked as much a manure.
"When will the spring come again?" She had queried, miserably. It had summer for several years. Stretching on long enough that Roslin was able to ruminate on the spring that had preceded it, unsure of if she remembered it in full.
Unhelpfully, Maester Vorsel did no more than shrug.
Far from satisfied, Ros leered at the man with a degree of distain only a child was capable of. Tossing down her notes from his lecturing as he did aim to amble on, realizing eventually that the young Lady Royce would resist his teaching outright if he did not provide her with adequate answer lamenting his years of study in the southern Citadel where not a single soul need be convinced into an orderly curiosity.
With a breath, "No one knows in certainty," he began, gladdened that it was only the Princess Alicent's daughter in attendance that afternoon. The heir of Runestone and his suspicions bid on a task concerning his would-be-wives rather than latching to the admittance from the learned man, "Not even the Citadel, my Lady. Mind that we manage an admirable estimate of its arrival none can say until the cold winds blow and the burrows are buried beneath snow."
Roslin found this response no more reassuring than the last though she seemed accept it when prodding the Maester more elicited no retort finer than the first. Then why are we expending resources on a festival? she could not complain in the least it was only that the ominous warnings of her elders did suggest that this was an unwise indulgence. Supposing then that it was not only her parents stricken by passing bouts of insanity, as it had been auntie Eugenie to reveal that auntie Ayla was following a tradition of Roslin's grandsire who had long ago accepted the expense of supporting the fief and wider kingdom as perpetual. And necessary, as the peasants too were to be provided with sustenance and celebration their own in addition to the festival being arranged for the nobles. The Lady Royce dictating that they would feed their own for the fruit of their labours prior to dispersing their due prosperity unto friends and foreign lordlings.
Selfishly, the smallfolk felt to Ros irrelevant as her focus fell to the potential of such a gathering, "He'll come home," she murmured as she had dragged Rowena and her mother into the bailey to expend her excess energy, having in habit halted before the heart tree… or had it called to her? It stood unhindered, unlike all the other plants Roslin had been obsessing over, with white branches brimming with crimson leaves. Only some of which had shed to the flagstones underfoot. Not one of them brittle either.
There was a catch in her voice as she embraced the wierwood. Or as much of it as she was able to. Roslin felt no fear of the twisted face it bore nor found its red sap tears off putting; in fact its mangled visage was to her soothing as it reminded her of the man to whom she was alluding. She had cried many of her own tears in this place, tucked along the tangled roots of the tree in which she imagined a kinship with, "He has to," she had not the capacity to outright ask her mother as she had meant to, justifying her vision of her family despite all evidence of otherwise, "Father never misses a tournament. And… and the bones. He is fond of staring at them, along with the glitter of the scales. As I am."
No small amount of which Roslin had for herself pilfered. An act of insolence she saw as admirable, wanting for the dragon scales in those occasions only when her sire was not available to offset her distress. Of late, his absence had been extended without so much as a raven to explain. Roslin had sent one or two of her own to Ser Royland as the weeks had turned to months though no reply was returned. It must have been that the letters had not made their way to the Knight Inquisitor's desk in these few attempts as Roslin was unable to muster any adequate reason for why her correspondence was otherwise being ignored. Even when she had scrawled a little lizard on the parchment to garner his attention (as she had not left enough room to depict the wings of the dragon as she had first intended).
With a sense of looming inadequacy, Ros pressed her forehead to the alabaster bark of the heart tree. Unmoving in her prayer that had been the same for many a moon now, as like to be ignored as all the rest had been. Fearing the family she so yearned to reunite with was insufficient on its own to appease her father, that she was herself not enough.
Ros ground her cheek against the wierwood. The grit of it a distraction she was well in need of, her melancholy a miasma of late. Asking her mother, or mayhaps the Gods themselves if they were inclined to answer, "Does he not miss us, mum?" Pausing for a breath, "Is he waiting for us? If he doesn't visit, we could go to the Gates…"

Mostly stable load order. Have crashed once or twice, have roughly 1.2 GB left over and looking for additions that people think would add to this LO. Thanks in advance!
USSEP
TDG Goblins around Skyrim
Cheat room
Guard Dialogue Overhaul
Dragon Whisperer Main Menu
Sovngarde light
Paarthurnax Dilemma
Dragon Priest Cultist Armor
Jespar Armor
Nordic Leather Armor
Armor of the Velothi part 1
Redoran Exile Armor 1k
Mythic Dawn Armor
Royal Armory
Cloaks and Capes
Wearable Lanterns
Sacrosanct
Growl
Emotes!
Sustained Magic
Merchant Chests on Display
Immersive Sounds Compendium
Quieter Dungeons and Caves
Mythical Ages Weather
Obsidian Mountain Fogs
Verdant
Less Grass 40
Landscape Fixes for Grass Mods
Verolevi Animations
EAD
Divine SMIM
Skyland AIO
Fashions of the Fourth Era
Total War Armoury
NordWarUA Race Armor
Cyrodiilic Dwarven Armor
Mythic Dawn Armor The Cause
Sivaas Raan
Book Covers Original
Belt-fastened quivers
Visible favorited gear
Auto Unequip Shields
Equip on Back
Run for your lives
CC Goblins Addon
Morrowind creatures
Dwemer Spectres
Argonian Hatchlings
Khajiit Caravan Kittens
Redesigned Males
Redesigned Females
RS Children Overhaul
Realistic Elven Children
Vanilla Hair Variety Plus
Superior Lore Friendly Hair
Improved short hair
Beards
Enhanced Night Skyrim
Relighting Skyrim
Updated FX
The Great Cities Towns and Villages
Lawbringer
Lawbringer for Solstheim
Wintersun
Faiths of Skyrim Tribunal
Dooty outhouses
Seranaholic
Realistic Conversations
Alternate Start
New Beginnings
RDO

Hi! I made a post earlier this week about starting to organize and clear out what I've been hoarding collecting over the years... many, many hours later, I've sorted through my stash & have just under 1000 books I want to get rid of in the first cull!
I can ship from Canada or the US - all prices are in USD

• US shipping is $5 or free for orders over $100
• Canada shipping is actual shipping cost (please ask for quote - probably $15+). For orders over $100, I will provide a discount equal to free US shipping for the same order

I'd prefer not to split some sets but will consider it depending on what you're looking for, definitely willing to negotiate on price if buying multiples!
I'm still new to selling here, so if there's anything I missed or that seems out to lunch please just let me know :D
All orders will be shipped out on Monday - I leave for a work trip Tuesday afternoon so won't take any orders I can't ship before then & will put the post back up again when I'm back the next week!
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Timestamp Photos - 1 - https://imgur.com/a/HKhPuNO (May 23, 2023) 2 - https://imgur.com/a/REJgIIp (May 23, 2023) 3 - https://imgur.com/a/F2ivwIi (May 26, 2023) 4 - https://imgur.com/a/aLCQpFu (May 26, 2023)
Close-up photos: Light Novels - https://imgur.com/a/xwAxyzg Manga - https://imgur.com/a/sfr9LIl Manga 2 - https://imgur.com/a/IeTzN4b Manga 3 - https://imgur.com/a/Gv0dJe5 Manga 4 - https://imgur.com/a/bxB30At
Excel File: If you would like a Google sheets version please just let me know!
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Light Novels

Title	Volume	# of Vols	Price	Total for All Volumes	Comments
A Certain Magical Index (Novel)	3, 5, 9	3	V3 & 9 - $9, V5 - $35	$44	V3 - G4 has a small rip on the back cover, V5&9 - G5
Bleach: Can't Fear Your Own World (Novel)	1-2	2	$11	$22	G4 - small sticker residue on back
Blood+ (Light Novel)	3-4	3	V3 - $20, V4 - $80	$100	V3 - G3 light shelf wear, V4 - G2 creases on front and back cover in corners, dirty scuffs on bottom & side
Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion LN	2	1	$20	$20	G4
Dirty Pair (Novels)	1-2	2	$30	$60	G4
Final Fantasy VII - The Kids Are Alright	1	1	$9	$9	G3
How A Realist Hero Rebuilt The Kingdom	1-2, 6-9, 11	7	$8	$56	Remainder marks (except V6/V7)
Katanagatari (hardcover)	4	1		10	G4 remainder mark
Monogatari Box Sets (Novel)	1-3	3	$55	$165	G4 - Opened but never read
Overlord (Novel)	1-12	12	$13	$156	G5 - sealed
Sword Art Online Platinum Collector's Edition (Novel)	1	1	$125	$125	G5 - sealed
The Ancient Magus' Bride LN	The Silver Yarn	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
The Notenki Memoirs: Studio Gainax and the Men Who Created Evangelion	1	1	$90	$90	G4
The NPCs in This Village Sim Game Must be Real LN	1-3	3	$8	$24	Remainder marks
Vampire Hunter D (Novel Omnibus)	1	1	$12	$12	G4 - Remainder mark
Vampire Hunter D (Novel)	16, 18-23, 25-29	12	V29 - $200, V28 - $200, V27 - $100, V26 - $50, V25 - $40, V23 - $40, V22 - $20, V21 - $70, V20 - $80, V19 - $30, V18 - $70, V16 - $15	$915	($850 for all Vols + Omni) V27-29 - G4, V26 - G3 some dings, UPC sticker on back & remainder mark, V22-25 - G3 dent on top of front cover for all, V20-21 - G4, V18-19- G3 light shelf wear, V16 - G4
Voices of a Distant Star (LN)	1	1	$9	$9	Remainder marks​

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Manga

Title	Volume	# of Vols	Price	Total for All Volumes	Comments
A Certain Magical Index (Manga)	2	1	35	$35	G4/5
A Certain Scientific Railgun	5-8, 16	5	V5-8 - $20, V16 - $8	$88	V5-8 - G4/G5, V16 - G4 remainder mark
A Silent Voice	1-5	5	6	$30	G4/G5
Ace Attorney: Miles Edgeworth Investigations	2-4	3		$140	G4 light yellowing on top
Ace Attorney: Phoenix Wright - Official Casebook	1-2	2	25	$50	G3/G4 - light shelf wear
Ace Attorrney: Phoenix Wright	1	1	15	$15	G3/G4 - Price sticker on back cover, ding on top of spine
Apocalypse Meow	1-2	2	25	$50	G4
Aqua	1-2	2	15	$30	G3/G4 - sticker residue on front cover, small price sticker on inside of front cover
As Miss Beelzebub Likes	1-2	2	V1 - $25, V2 - $8	$32	V1 - G5, V2 - G3 dent in back cover on bottom
Astra Lost in Space	1-5	5	6	$30	G3/G4 - V3-4 have smudges/dirt on the left side of the bottom
Beauty & the Feast	1-2	2	$8.00	$16	Remainder mark on V1
Beauty and the Beast of Paradise Lost	1-4	4	8	$32	G4/G5
Berserk of Gluttony (Manga)	1-5	5	7	$35	G4 remainder mark
Bite Maker	1, 3	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Black Clover	1-29	29		$170	G5
Black God	1-19	19		$225	G3/4 - V9-19 have yellowing, V1 has a small slice across the spine.
Bleach	1-74, Colours	75		$425	G5
Bride of Deimos	4-5	2	20	$40	G3/G4 some yellowing, ding on corner of front cover
Call to Adventure! Defeating Dungeons With a Skill Board	1-4	4	$7	$28	G4 remainder mark
Cat Massage Therapy	1-2	2	9	$18	G4 remainder mark
Chillin in Another World with Level 2 Super Cheat Powers	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Chronicles of an Aristocrat: Reborn in Another World	1-3	3	$7	$21	G4 remainder mark
Cirque Du Freak	1-9	9	10	$90	G3/G4 - light shelf wear, light yellowing on top of some volumes
CLAMP - Angelic Layer	1, 3	2		$10	G4
CLAMP - Clover (singles)	2	1	$6	$6	G3/G4 - knicks on slipcover. Binding loosening on first/last page
CLAMP - Drug & Drop	1-2	2		$60	G4
CLAMP - Kobato	6	1		$60	G4 some yellowing
CLAMP - Legal Drug Omnibus	1	1	15	$15	G3
CLAMP - Miyuki-Chan in Wonderland	One Shot	1	15	$15	G4 - sticker residue on back & front cover
CLAMP - The One I Love	1	1	20	$20	G3/G4 - crease on edge of back cover
CLAMP - Tokyo Babylon (omnibus)	1-2	2		$120	G3 - V2 has a rip taken out of bottom of front cover
CLAMP - Tokyo Babylon (singles)	1-2	2	10	$20	G3 - light shelf wear. V2 small crease on front cover & bottom of spine
CLAMP - Wish (singles)	1-4	4		$20	V1-2 - G2 name written on inside of cover, worn, V3-4 - G3 V3 has security sticker on inside of front cover
CLAMP - Wish Omnibus	1	1	35	$35	G4 remainder mark
Classroom of the Elite	1	1	$8	$8	G4 remainder mark
Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion Manga	1-2	2	V1 - $10, V2 - $25	$35	G4 - light shelf wear
Code Geass: Nightmare of Nunnally	1-3	3	V1 - $15, V2/3 - $20	$50	G4/G5 - V1 has light yellowing on top, light shelf wear. V2/3 are new
Cosmo Familia	1-3	3	$7	$21	G4 remainder mark
Count Fujiwara's Suffering	1	1	15	$15	G3/G4 small rip on top of back cover
Crying Freeman	1-5	5		$200	G4 - all new & sealed. All have yellowing on top, V4 has yellowing on bottom. Some vols have small tears in the seal
Cutie and the Beast	1, 3	2	$7	$14	Remainder marks, except V3
Densha Otoko	1-3	3		$30	G3/G4. CMX releases
Drugstore in Another World: The Slow Life of a Cheat Pharmacist	1-4	4	$7	$28	G4 remainder mark
Dungeon Dive Aim for the Deepest Level	1	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
Edens Zero	1-2	2	$7	$14
Eromanga Sensei	1	1	8	$8	G5
ES Eternal Sabbath	1-4, 6-8	7		$125	G4 - V1 has yellowing on all sides & light shelf wear, other vols have some yellowing on top. (Missing V5)
Excel Saga	12, 17-24, 27	10	V12 - $10, V17-19 - $25, V20-21 - $30, V22-25 - $35, V27 - $45	$330	G4/G5 - light yellowing on some vols
Exo-Drive Reincarnation Games	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Failure Frame	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Fire Investigator Nanase	1, 3-4	3	V1 & V3 - $10, V4 - $20	$40	G3/G4 some yellowing
Flame of Recca	1, 4, 7-8, 11, 13-15, 20	9	5	$45	G3 yellowing
Fragtime Omnibus	One Shot	1	$12	$12	G4 remainder mark
Freezing (Omnibus)	1-4, 19-20	3	V1-2 - $80, V3-4 - $35, V19-20 - $60	$195	G4 - some yellowing on top
From Eroica With Love	15	1	20	$20	G4 some yellowing
Full Metal Alchemist	1-19, 22-23, 25	22	5-6	$110	V1-8 - G2 early volumes are rough, V9-10 - G4, V11+ - G4/G5
GA Geijutsuka Art Design Class	2-6	5	V3-5 - $8, V2 & V6 - $25	$74	G4 - V2, 4-6 have remainder mark
Gankutsuou	1	1	10	$10	G3 some yellowing
Gente	1-3	3	$8	$24
Grenadier	1-2, 4-5, 7	5	10	$70	V1-2 G3 some yellowing & remainder marks, V4-5 & V7 - G4
Gunsmith Cats Burst	3-4	2	45	$90	G5 - sealed. Some yellowing on top of V4
Haganai	3-9, 11-14	10	V3-5 - $8, V6 - $20, V7 - $8, V8-9 - $20, V11-12 -$20, V13 - $10, V14 - $20	$162	V3 - G3 price sticker on back cover, V7 - G3 remainder dot and sticker residue on front & back cover, V13-14 have some sunfading on spine, all other vols are G3/4 with some yellowing
Happy Kanako's Killer Life	1-4	4	9	$36	G4/G5 - V1 & V3 have remainder marks
Haru's Curse	1	1	10	$10	G4 remainder mark
Hatskune Miku: Rin-Chan Now!	1-4	4	7	$28	G4 - V1 has a small crease on top left corner of front cover
Hell Girl	6-9	2	V6 - $35, V7/8/9 - $125	$160	G4 - light shelf wear. Security tag on inside of back cover
High School Girls	1-4	4	7	$28	G3/G4 yellowing
Himouto Umaru-Chan	1-2, 4, 10-12	6	8	$48	G4 remainder marks
How Not To Summon A Demon Lord	1-2, 6, 9, 11-12	6	$7	$42	Remainder marks, except V1 & V2
Hungry For You: Endo Yasuko Stalks the Night	1	1	8	$8	G4
I am a Cat Barista	1-2	2	9	$18	G4 remainder mark
I Got Caught Up In A Hero Summons	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
I Hate You More Than Anyone!	8-9	2	V8 - $20, V9 - $30	$50	G4
I'm A Wolf But My Boss Is A Sheep	1	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
Immortal Hounds	1-6	6	8	$48	G4/G5
Initial D	1-6	6	V1 - $35, V2-4 - $25, V5/6 - $15	$130	G4 - V3 & 6 have yellowing on top. Small scuffs on spine V2 & V6. V1-3 small Tokyopop logo, V4-6 large red Tokyopop logo.
Into the Deepest Most Unknowable Dungeon	1	1	9	$9	g5 sealed
Is This a Zombie!?	2-8	7		$120	G4/G5 - V2 has some yellowing, all others new & sealed
Itazura Na Kiss	1, 5, 7-9	5	V1 - $20, V5 - $30, V7 - $30, V8 - $10, V9 - $20	$110	V1 - G3 bend in top corner of front cover & yellowing, rest of volumes G4/G5, V7-9 sealed
Itsuwaribito	1, 3, 5-8, 11-12-, 15, 21	10		$90	G3/4 - earlier volumes have yellowing on top
Judge	1-5	5		$60	G3/G4
Junko Mizuno's Hansel & Gretel	One Shot	1	15	$15	G4 - some yellowing
K-On! College	1	1		$50	G4
Kageki Shojo: The Curtain Rises	One Shot	1	$11	$11	G4 remainder mark
Kannagi Crazy Shrine Maidens	1	1	10	$10	G4
Karate Survivor In Another World	1-2	2	7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Kekkaishi	2-14, 16, 22, 24-35	27	5-6	$160	V1-9 - G3/G4, V10+ - G5
Kiichi And the Magic Books	1-2	2		$20	G4 some yellowing
Kimagure Orange Road	4-6	3		$150	G5 sealed
King of Cards	1, 7-8	3		$45	G4 some yellowing
Kitchen Princess Omnibus	4	1	75	$75	G4 Yellowing
Kurohime	1-14	14		$150	G4 - yellowing on some volumes
Lady Snowblood	2-3	2	45	$90	G4 - sealed.V3 has yellowing on all sides, V2 light yellowing on top. Small tears in seals
Lagoon Engine + Einsatz	0-7	8	V0-6 - $20, V7 - $80	$100	V1 - G3 price sticker on back, shelf wear. All others G4 some yellowing. Einsatz - G2 has security sticker on inside of back cover & book store stamp on first page
Level 1 Demon Lord and One Room Hero	1, 4	2	7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Little Devils	1-3	3	$7	$21
Lone Wolf And Cub	1-28	28		$400	G4 all the "chess piece" original spines. Some volumes have light yellowing, great shape overall
Lunar Legend Tsukihime	1, 4-6	4	30	$120	G3/G4 - V1 has yellowing & shelf wear on top/bottom of spine. Price sticker on back of all volumes
Madoka Magica: The Movie - Rebellion	1-3	3		$175	G4 - very light shelf wear
Magi	3, 5-7, 9, 11-13, 16-20, 23-24, 29	17		$150	G5 - V3 has some yellowing
Mar	1-2, 4-7, 10-11, 14-15	10		$80	V1 - G3 sticker residue on back cover, V2 - G3 security tag and stamp on inside of back cover, V4 - G3 Name written on inside cover and Viz survey partially filled out, V5+ - all G3/G4 some yellowing
Mars	1-4, 6-11, 13 + Novel	12		$175	G2/G3 - V11 & Horse With No Name are Ex-lib. Basic shelf/reading wear. V11 has a bent corner on the front cover. (missing vols 5,12,14-15)
Mars Red	1-3	3	$7	$21	G4 remainder mark
Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid	1-5, 7, 9-11	9	8	$72	V11 - G4 remainder mark, all others G5
Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid: Elma's Office Lady Diary	3	1	8	$8	G4 remainder mark
Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid: Kanna's Daily Life	4-5, 7, 9	4	8	$32	G4 remainder mark
Monster Guild: The Dark Lord's No Good Comeback	1-3	3	$7	$21	G4 remainder mark
Monster Hunter: Flash Hunter	1-9	9		$250	G4 - V1&3 have yellowing on all sides, rest of vols only have yellowing on top
Muhyo & Roji's Bureau of Supernatural Investigation	3-6, 8, 10-11, 14, 18	9	4	$40	g4/G5
Muscles Are Better Than Magic	1-3	3	$7	$21	G4 remainder mark
Mushoku Tensei Jobless Reincarnation (manga)	1	1	8	$8	G4
My Deer Friend Nokotan	1	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
My Hero Academia	1-9, 15-16, 20, 22-25, 29-30, UA	19	5	$100	G3-G5
My Lovey Dovey Wife Is A Stone Cold Killer	1-3	3	$7	$21	G4 remainder mark
My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom	3	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
My Senpai is Annoying	1-8	8	9	$72	G4/G5 - V3 & V6 have remainder marks
My Wife Has No Emotion	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Neon Genesis Evangelion: Campus Apocalypse	1	1	12	$12	G4
Nicola Travelling Around The Demons' World	1-2	2	8	$16	G4/G5 - V2 has a remainder mark
Nightmare Inspector	1-4, 8	5		$40	V1-4 - G3 price sticker on back and some yellowing, V8 - G4 yellowing
No Matter What They Say Furi-San is Scary	1-3	3	7	$21	G4 remainder mark
Oreimo	1-3	3	10	$30	G4 - V2 has a nick on the top of the spine.
Oreimo Kuroneko	3-4, 6	3	V3-4 - $8, V6 $25	$40	G3/G4 - light shelf wear. V6 has price sticker on back cover
Otaku Elf	1-4	4	$7	$28	Remainder marks, except V1 & V4
Otherworld PIcnic (manga)	1	1	6	$6	G4 remainder mark
Paradise Kiss Anniversary Edition	1	1	20	$20	G4 remainder mark
Penguindrum	1-5	5	8	$40	V1-2, 5 - G4 remainder mark, V3 & V5 - G5
Peter Grill	1,3	2	7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Pure Trance by Junko Mizuno	1	1	15	$15	g5
Rainbow and Black	1-3	3	9	$27	G4 remainder mark
Re:Zero: The Frozen Bond	1	1	8	$8	G4
Reborn as a Barrier Master	1	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
Reborn as a Space Mercenary	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Red River	23-24, 28	3	20	$60	G4/G5 - all new & sealed. V23 has sunfaded spine
Red Snow	1	1		$10	G4 Drawn & Quarterly softcover publisher advance copy
Reincarnated as a Sword	1,6	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Ristorante Paradiso	One Shot	1	$8	$8
Romeo x Juliet	1	1	10	$10	G3 yellowing & light shelf wear
Rozl in the Labyrinth	1	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
Saint Tail	2-3	2	15	$30	G4 - V3 has a lot of yellowing, V2 looks new
Samurai Executioner Omnibus	1-4	4		$90	G2 - V1 has some rips, dings and creases, a little wavy, not sure if it's water damage or just stored improperly. All volumes are like well-read Dark Horse Omnibuses, spines are curved and have creases
Satsuma Gishiden	2-3	2	30	$60	G4 - V2 is sealed but seal is separating at the top. Yellowing on top/bottom.
School Rumble	1-16	14		$200	V5 - G3 dent in top of front cover, V14/15/16 - G3 has a little bit of shelf wear. All others G3/G4 with some yellowing
Sekirei	3	1	35	$35	G4 - sealed, some yellowing on top
She Professed Herself Pupil of the Wise Man	1-4	4	$7	$28	G4 remainder mark
Shirley	1	1		$25	G4
Slow Life in Another World	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Something's Wrong With Us	1-4	4	$8.00	$32	G4
Spirits & Cat Ears	1-8	8	9	$72	G5
Sundome	1	1	30	$30	G5 sealed
Tales of the Abyss: Asch the Bloody	1-2	2	15	$30	G4 - some light yellowing
Tamamo-chan's a Fox	1, 3-5	4	$7	$28	G4 remainder mark
The Apothecary Diaries	1-4	4	7	$28	V1-2 - G4 remainder mark, V3-4 - G4/G5
The Brave Tuber	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
The Case Files of Jeweler Richard	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
The Dangers in My Heart	1-4	4	8	$32	G4/G5 - V1,3-4 has a remainder mark
The Demon Girl Next Door	1, 3-5	4	$8	$32	G4 Remainder marks, except V1
The Demon Prince of Momochi House	3, 5-16	13	8	$104	G5
The Drops of God	1	1	$35	$35	G3/G4 - shelf weaknicks on spine, small tear on top of back cover
The Drops of God: New World	1	1	25	$25	G4
The Elusive Samurai	1	1	6	$6	G5
The Heart Of Thomas	1	1	200	$200	G4 small dents in the top and bottom left corners of the front cover, scuffs from shelf
The Honor Student at Magic High School	1-11	11	9	$99	G4/G5 - some light yellowing
The Ideal Sponger Life	1, 7-10	5	$7	$35	Remainder marks, except V1
The Invincible Shovel	1, 3	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
The King of Fighters	1-2, 4, 6	4	7	$28	G4 remainder mark
The Kingdoms of Ruin	1-3	3	$7	$21	G4 remainder mark
The Misfit of Demon King Academy	1-4	4	$7	$28	G4 remainder mark
The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen	1	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
The Most Notorious Talker Runs The World's Greatest Clan	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
The Name of the Flower	4	1		$15	G4 some yellowing
The NPCs in This Village Sim Game Must be Real	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
The Palette of 12 Secret Colors	3	1		$10	G4 some yellowing
The Quintessential Quintuplets	Box 1 (1-7)	1	50	$50	Sealed
The Royal Tutor	6-15	9	9	$81	G4/G5
The Saint's Magic Power is Omnipotent	1-4	4	$7	$28	G4 remainder mark
The Seven Deadly Sins	1-11, 13-15	14	4	$56	G4
The Sorcerer King of Destruction and the Golem of the Barbarian Queen	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary	1-3	3	$7	$21	G4 remainder mark
The Wallflower	3-8, 10-36	33		$450	V3-8 & V10 - G3 yellowing and shelf wear, V11 - G2 sticker residue on front cover, price written in pencil on back page, V12 - G2 sticker & sticker residue on back cover, V13-17 - G3 some have a little sticker residue on back cover, V18 - G2 bend in top right corner of back cover, V19-21 - G3, V22/23/24 - G4 security sticker on inside of back cover, V25-27 - G3, V28 - G2 crease in front cover, V29-36 - G3
The Weakest Contestant of all Space and Time	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Time Stop Hero	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Tomo-chan is a Girl	1-2, 6-8	5	$7	$35	G4 remainder mark
Train Man: A Shojo Manga	1	1		$10	G4 yellowing. Del Rey release
Translucent	1-3	3	7	$21	G3/G4 - V3 has a lot of yellowing. Price sticker on the back covers
Trapped in a Dating Sim: Otome Games are Tough For Mobs	1	1	$7	$7	G4 remainder mark
Trigun	1-2	2	25	$50	G2/3 shelf wear, V1 has a bent upper left corner on front cover
Trigun (B&N Hardcover)	2	1	75	$75	G4 - B&N Hardcover. Light wear on the top of the dustjacket
Trigun Maximum (singles)	9, 11	2	30	$60	G4 yellowing
Trigun Maximum Omnibus	4-5	2		$300	G3 - V4 has a dent in the top of the back cover, V5 has a crease in the top left corner of the front cover
Twin Spica	2-4, 9, 11	5		$80	G4/G5 - some yellowing
Ultimate Muscle	2-7, 9-11, 22, 28-29	12	V2 - $30, V3 - $40, V4 - $40, V5 - $70, V6 - $35, V7 - $70, V9 - $100, V10 - $30, V11 - $40, V22 - $30. V28 - $50, V29 - $50	$585	**535 for the set **- G3 heavy yellowing but otherwise great shape
Ultimo	4-5, 10	3	V4-5 - $7, V10 - $75	$89	G4/G5 - light yellowing on top of V4-5
Ultra Kaiju Humanization Project	1-4	4	9	$36	G4/G5
Umineko When They Cry	4, 8	2		$150	G3/G4 yellowing, some light shelf weaknicks
Uzumaki (viz signature singles)	1-3	3		$50	G3 yellowing & some shelf wear
Vaizard	1	1	$5	$5	g4 Small scuff on top of spine
Wandering Witch: The Journey of Elaina	1, 3	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
We Swore to Meet in the Next Life & That's When Things Got Weird	1-2	2	$7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Who Says Warriors Can't be Babes	1,3	2	7	$14	G4 remainder mark
Wolfsmund	2-8	7		$165	G5
Wounded Man	2	1		$15	G3 yellowing
Yozakura Quartet	1-5	5	$6	$30	G3 - Yellowing, sticker residue or price sticker on back covers. Light shelf wear
Zero's Familiar Omnibus	1-3	3	20	$60	V1 - G4 some yellowing, V2-3 - G2 volumes are a little warped, looks like they may have been packed weird or under something heavy, doesn't seem to be water. Yellowing​

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BL - Buy the bundle for $120

Title	Volume	# of Vols	Price	Total for All Volumes	Comments
Author's Pet	One Shot	1	$10	$10	G4 - sticker residue on back cover
Hero Heel	1-3	3	$9	$27	G3/G4 - Yellowing, sticker residue on back covers
Il Gatto Sul G	1-3	3	$10 (V1/V2), $20 (V3)	$40	G3/G4 - Sticker residue on back covers. V3 has yellowing & was not printed with a dust jacket like previous June releases
Little Cry Baby	One Shot	1	11	$11	G4 - sticker residue on back cover
Othello	One Shot	1	11	$11	G4 - sticker residue on back cover
Our Dining Table	1	1	8	$8	G4 remainder mark
Shards of Affection	One Shot	1	11	$11	G3/G4 - some yellowing, sticker residue on back cover
Yarichin Bitch Club	1-3	3	$10	$30	G4/G5​

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Anime - BluRay

Title	Volume	# of Vols	Price	Total for All Volumes	Comments
My Hero Academia - Season 2-4	2-4	3	10	$30	G4 - no digital code
My Hero Academia - Season 5 Part 1	1	1	10	$10	G4 - no digital code​