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A portal fantasy, stranding the protagonists in a VRMMORPG. They gradually grapple with the potential deaths of their physical bodies, while navigating their current existence in a video game. What does it mean to be alive, to be dead? And was their previous life one worth revisiting, or should they focus more on the here and now?
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CH 27 — Vallens
The hotel was large, with no shortage of available units. Vallens and ver panther explored half of the occupied rooms in a futile attempt to find a few survivors. Instead, they found nothing but the usual: ruffled bedding, scattered clothes, running water, and food left to sit. Food that lacked
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CH 26 — Eisbaer
In those first fretful seconds before the bike took off, Vallens warned her not to look back, not to look at the small mirror mounted on ver handlebars. Why would she even want to, knowing there was a fleet of sharks on their tail? It was easier to close her
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CH 25 — Saffron
Prior to all this, Saffron was just milling around. It had no real purpose here, other than watching for the ever creeping waterline. Vallens busied vemself with packing up as much food and booze as possible, and Eisbaer was hard at work, fashioning protective gear. What else could it possibly
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CH 24 — Eisbaer
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CH 23 — Eisbaer
“I can’t believe Vallens is missing out on this!” Eisbaer was worried about the rain at first, but the shield extended a good distance over the lake, stopping near the center. There was even a dock with several boats: a simple rowboat, a pair of paddle boats for lovers,
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CH 22 — Vallens
“Fuck fuck fuck,” Vallens yelled at nothing in particular. Ve were drenched to the bone, and could barely see inches beyond ver own nose. “Motherfuck—” The cruel wind whipped pellets of water into ver open mouth, lacerating ver cheeks and tongue. Ve spat out blood, and spotted a few pixels
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CH 21 — Saffron
Saffron awoke not to the sound of terrified cries or clashing blades, but to the pleasant crackling of a low fire. And then there was the smell! Baked fish and eggs on fragrant leaves. It hadn’t handpicked these for vem, but recognized the smell from its day among the
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CH 20 — Eisbaer
Vallens had vemself quite the feast, taking several fastidious bites of a skewered fish, and washing it all down with ver crawfish stew. If not for the little critters, it would’ve been quite appetizing. Ve did prepare a more vegetarian friendly version for Eisbaer, including radishes, carrots, and a
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CH 19 — Eisbaer
Logically speaking, Eisbaer knew they’d only been walking (both ways) for an hour at the most, but she was still relieved to be on the back of Vallens’ motorbike. Her poor paws were dead tired! I really need to work out more... Maybe it was all the downed trees
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CH 18 — Saffron
Foraging for berries and inspecting that tree actually boosted Saffron’s botany level by one, planting it firmly on ten. Ten! Now it would receive extra items while scavenging and toiling in the field. Why hadn’t it tried this before, instead of scouting out toy stores and dodging slavers?
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CH 17 — Eisbaer
“I can’t believe it even needs to be said, but please stop licking yourself.” Grunting, Saffron lowered its arm, the fur matted with its own saliva. If ve hadn’t said it, Eisbaer would’ve. “It’s just a flesh wound,” it started, but she wasn’t having it.