After Eating.

Once John had filled the hole in his stomach, (actually, all he did was set the foundation for an actual fulfilling meal, but it was better than nothing) he started unpacking everything he had onto the table. Everything aside from Ashkandi, which he immediately gave to Aclysia instead so she could put it into her Adaptive Bladery. “Which weapon shall I replace, master?” She asked while easily holding the obsidian blade in one hand. John sighed, he would have loved to swing a weapon that had the same name as one of his favorite WoW-swords himself, even if it looked nothing like it. In his hands, however, it would be a waste. “Get the Sword of Glory out, and you might as well eat it afterward,” he instructed. Aclysia would have done just that if John wouldn’t have pulled out the splinter of Nathalia’s crystal at that moment, causing her to freeze.

“Aclysia we went over this before, it is just an item,” John said, he would have placed a hand on her head, but she was standing at his side. Therefore, he took the next best thing and placed his hand on her butt instead. Aclysia slowly nodded before continuing to munch on the Sword of Glory. John would have immediately given her the splinter, but he wanted to have a look at these new attributes first.

‘So, let’s see,’ he thought as he read the descriptions, ‘Molten Core, gives the ability to generate lava inside her body. Well, without any magic to control that this seems pretty useless to her. Volcanic might gives +400 Strength while in the vicinity of a volcano…well, this would be awesome whenever active, but way to fringe a case to take away one of Aclysia’s current attributes and Dreadful Presence is pretty much just an aura that prevents lowbies from attacking. No reason to take that either.’ John sighed, overall this wasn’t particularly good for Aclysia, but she would likely catch up to his level with this, plus Elemental Resistance 7 was still an upgrade, plus whatever bonuses it would give her.

Aclysia had finished eating the sword by now and was awaiting her next order; John handed her the splinter. She quickly took it and, like a pill you have to swallow whole, threw it into her mouth, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible.

Yeah, well, that was a clear upgrade. The problem is that it would increase Aclysia’s Libido even more. Wait, how was that a problem? 'Goodbye Polutium' He deleted the old Bonus and then checked Aclysia’s screen. She did indeed level all the way to his and then maxed out. ‘Dragon parts for the win,’ he thought and spent the 30 points Aclysia had just gotten.

“Master,” Aclysia shifted at his side, a motion he very clearly felt thanks to his hand still on her arse. “Did you raise my Libido?” “I am afraid the item did that,” John defended himself, “sorry, the bonuses were just too good to pass up on.” She bit her lip before muttering the killer phrase she prepared after watching untold amounts of porn, “Please take responsibility.”

John felt the confinement of his pants tighten as his member hardened. He looked up to Aclysia, and the two shared a short moment of intimate eye contact before Salamander flew in between them. “Now wait a moment, I called dibs,” she announced. “I don’t think I am something that you can call dibs on,” John said, but he actually was not that sure as well. “No, wait!” Gnome finally got out of her hair cocoon and stumbled her way into this conversation. She was about to say something when she blushed and stopped herself, “I mean, I, uhh,” she pushed her index fingers against each other while looking to the side, “I, kinda wanna…” “What do you want, Gnome?” Salamander asked, “Do the dishes?” “No, uhm.” “How about scrubbing the floors? Somebody has to do the chores while Aclysia is occupied, you know?” “NO! I want to have sex!” Gnome suddenly exclaimed, stomped once in a way that made the house shake and then stood there with closed eyes in a stubborn pose. Then she realized what she just said, opened her eyes and turned crimson. “I mean, uhm, only if you, you know, that is fine with you,” she stammered, her eyes twirling in embarrassment. “Sure,” was all John could get out before Gnome passed out and crashed to the ground. “She is harming the floors,” Aclysia said in a slightly annoyed tone. John just now realized that he was actually seeing an embarrassed rock.

A lifeless Sylph was slowly hovering by. She was hanging in the air like a wet, empty sack, all of her usual energy gone. “Must be niiiiice,” she said, her tone akin to the deadly whispers in the wind so often used in horror movies, “to be big and have a vagina that actually works, must be reaaaallllyyyyy nigrgrgrgrl…” Sylph’s headless flight saw her flying into Undine’s shoulder, the only thing that now came from the air elemental was gurgling. Undine didn’t care, and so everyone was treated to the very weird sight of Sylph slowly passing through her, air bubbles slowly rising from her path.

Well, that got some of his blood back upstairs at the very least. “Okay, before we do each other, let’s get something else in order,” John said, “first I need to spend my new skill points.” That endeavor was quickly taken care of though; he only had 10 points at the goal of 100 Endurance was still in effect. Next, he looked at remaining three items on the table. He put on the two rings, which together boosted his HP/Reg by 30%. The much more interesting question, however, was what the Necklace of the World Ender would now look like.

Yeah, that was, good, to say the least. He quickly threw the damn thing on and felt his power surge. “Wow, unreal, my gosh,” he said, staring at this, followed up by shouts of mindless indulgence, “this is amazing! I feel incredibleee!” He jumped up, the chair falling to the floor, prompting another sound from Aclysia, who was concerned about the floor. "YES, YES, YES, YES! I CAN WIN! I FEEL GREAT! I – CAN – DO – THIS! UARGH” John screamed.

“What are you doing?” Salamander asked he froze in answer. “Uhm, just, dunno, felt like the right thing to do,” John answered and awkwardly scratched his headspace. “Master,” Aclysia lamented and looked at the chair he toppled over, “there is a nail sticking out.”

Interestingly enough he had more health than Aclysia, even if he subtracted the 150 HP he got from the necklace. Well, with her regeneration her overall HP scaling being worse made a degree of sense. Anyhow he placed all of the stuff back in his inventory; he didn’t need it right now.

“Now, there is only one more thing to do!” he announced and went upstairs. Everyone, safe Undine, who kept sipping her water and the Sylph still slowly traveling through her, followed him. The trio of girls made disappointed noises when, instead of the bed, John headed to the Computer. “The fuck man?” Salamander wanted to know, she had already changed into her bigger form and now folded her arms underneath her breasts, pushing them upwards, “don’t you wanna play with these two, huh, huuuuh?!” Then she wrapped her arms around Aclysia and Gnome, one of which was confused but interested, the other blushing until she hit the same skin color as Salamander, “Or these two?!”

“Just, give me a minute!” John pleaded, struggling to keep his blood where he needed it right now. Luckily his wisdom was still a lot higher than his Libido. Otherwise, this whole ‘self-control’ thing would have been even harder. “I need to buy skill books,” he explained. “My arsenal right now is just Mana Ray, which was okay because you guys used up most of my mana but now that you are more independent I can free more of that up for attacks of my own.” “What do you have in mind?” Aclysia asked. She could wait, not long, but she could wait. “Well, I want a close quarter and mid-range skill, the latter probably being AoE focused, that way I am no longer helpless in melee situations. I don’t plan to use them as my new focus, but having them seems advantageous,” John said while scrolling through the list of books that popped up after typing ‘Mana based attacks'.

The prices for most of those went far above his possibilities. With the four million he had, he couldn’t even buy one. He sorted by price range to get a clearer picture. There was a book for 1$ but that was most likely a hoax, the black cover with demonic runes also didn’t look particularly trustworthy. John kept scrolling until he arrived at books that looked less cursed. Then he noticed a red circle with a 3 inside; people had sent him messages. He opened in a new Tab. There was an image of a red flame, flickering in a hole inside a white material.

“HELLO!”

John almost fell off his chair as the voice boomed from the speakers. He had not expected a video to play. The skull with the four horns on the screen chuckled. “You might know me from my work in Paris, or not, more likely not,” the Horned Rat said and leaned back in his throne, “after looking through your data available on the Abyss Auction and then combining it with the information I got from Gaia for ‘helping’ you, I could not help but notice you are lacking in skills. Out of the goodness of my heart, and to further my own ambitions, I, therefore, present you with this.” Off the screen a Skaven walked next to the Horned Rat. He was unlike any John had seen yet, well-nourished, and handling equipment that looked like it would actually be of use in a fight, and not break at any moment. His fur was well kept and shiny, just like the armor he wore was of fine quality. He handed the Horned Rat a book. “This I wrote myself, just for you,” the god of knowledge said and waved with the thing, it was black and covered with red, demonic runes. Wait, hadn’t he seen that just now? “For the low price of 1 Dollar, you can get it, do it before somebody else finds out that this isn’t actually cursed.”

The video ended and John, with a heavy sigh, decided to buy the demonic looking book. It was called ‘Something something Arcane Something something,' no wonder nobody had bought it yet. For the price of one dollar he just had it ship it instantly to find out what it was, the $15,000 fee was not that bad.

It arrived per drone, and John carefully took the book out and examined it.

Those were some pretty tall orders for a single skill. He clicked the yes and viewed his newest acquisition.

That looked nice. He didn’t want to test it in here, however, so that would need to wait until tomorrow. ‘So, that takes care of melee attacks,’ he thought and looked at the other two messages. These were text only thankfully. One was from Nathalia and read only ‘LET ME IN, JOHN NEWMAN!’, that matter was already solved though so he quickly went to the last one with a somewhat happy smile. This smile vanished quickly though.

"From: Rave

T stands for terror, H is for Horror, A is for Anarchy, N is for not so nice and another A for the absolute boredom I feel right now. Discovered this site and thought I might as well drop in to tell you that sending the Soviets after me was a dick move. They are dead now though. See you on Friday~.

Was that start too edgy? Do I give a fuck? No, no, of course, I don’t you cockroaches, NOW STOP SCREAMING AT ME! WHO THE FUCK IS VICTORIA AND WHO THE SHITTERLING IS ELIZA?! Kill me and make these voices stop, John, come on, I can’t wait.”

John closed the tab with a hard click. It seemed the world would not let him forget the situation he was in. “Let’s search for an AoE skill,” he mumbled to himself and scrolled through the list once again. Eventually, he found something called Arcane Explosion for three million, which was the maximum amount he could pay without having too little money to pay Magoi for preventing a **** of him. He bought it and then learned it.

‘Good, pretty high on the mana cost and the throwing part is going to be annoying, but good,’ John thought with particular note that the skill specified that it dealt damage to enemies, meaning that people in his group were safe from the effect.

John rose from the chair, and the three girls quietly watched him as he walked to the bed. “It’s been a long day, sorry, let’s postpone this until tomorrow,” he said and laid down to sleep. He wasn’t going to revert back to the state he had been in on Monday, but nevertheless, this was a sobering note to end Tuesday on.