Waking up is a pleasant experience. The feeling of emerging from a deep rest and into a waiting world full of potential just kind of resonates with me. Maybe that's just because I've never experienced the world and what it holds in store.
Or maybe it has something to do with the warm body resting on my chest.
Jolene was not the picture of a sleeping beauty. She snored loudly, drooling on my chest as her legs wrapped around my own. Every now and again she'd mumble something incoherently in her sleep, before shifting deeper under my arm.
I wasn't really sure how to feel about it. On the one hand, I loved the way her soft breasts pushed against me, and how her plump thighs rubbed across my crotch. On the other hand, I didn't really hold any romantic feelings towards her. Our time together was more reminiscent of a particularly nice one-night stand. She seemed nice, sure, but I didn't really feel any desire to see our relationship profess to that level.
Still, I enjoyed the feeling.
Reaching over to the nightstand with my free hand, I grabbed my new phone and checked the time. I frowned, seeing the screen glare out five in the morning. It was way too early to be awake, especially considering how… active I was last night. Sure, we started out activities relatively early, only at around seven at night. But we still didn't stop until like, damn near one in the morning, when Jolene had to tap out. Superhuman stamina was fucking awesome.
Letting out a sigh, I decided to check on the Relationships tab, curious to see if anything changed.
Relationships
Daria - You're her new little brother, and she wishes to keep you close.
Darian – Sees you as a new son and wishes to see you succeed.
Jolene – You're a fantastic lay who she's definitely going to make a regular partner.
Milly – A handsome stranger that she'd like to meet again.
Ben – A meddling stranger who he wishes to never see again.
Huh. I was expecting a numerical value, or some kind of heart system. Guess this makes it a bit more complicated then. Ah well, I can't say I'm upset about it. If anything, I kind of like it. It'd be boring if something as complicated as interpersonal relationships could be represented by a number.
A rustling on my side stole my attention, and I watched as Jolene yawned loudly and looked up at me, her head resting on my chest. "Morning stud. What's got you up so early?"
Smiling, I ran my fingers down her back, enjoying the way she shivered and bit her lip. "Just woke up, you know? Guess I'm a bit of an early bird. What about you?"
Her fingers tapped gently against my chest, her lips stretched into an easy grin. "Well, I've got somewhere to be today. Gotta be there by eight. Speaking of which, what time is it?"
Humming lightly, I quickly checked the time again. "It is five ten. Pretty early, considering we finally went to sleep around twelve thirty."
She nodded slowly, pushing herself off my chest. The blanket on her back fell down to her waist, revealing her wonderful chest to my eyes. "In that case, I better get ready to leave then. I gotta get home and change. Also, gotta get breakfast. Your sister never has any actual food other than cup ramen and corn flakes."
Made sense. Daria didn't strike me as the type to care all that much about the morning after, so Jolene was probably used to getting breakfast elsewhere. However, I had a better plan.
Grabbing her hips, I rolled us over so that she was on her back, and I was on top of her. Her hands rested on shoulders, an eyebrow raised as she went to speak. "Darius, as much as I would love to go for another few rounds, I really need to- "
I silenced her with a kiss, sliding my hand down and grabbing my erection. Guiding it forward, I pushed myself into her depths, groaning as her walls welcomed me like an old friend.
Her resistance died almost immediately, arms interlocking behind my head as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Her mouth opened widely, throaty moans escaping her that sounded sweet as sugar. "Ooh, fuck! Fine, just a few quickies thooouugh! I-I reeeeaaally need to go home sooooon~!"
A grin made its presence known in my face, and I thrust forward again. I bottomed out within her, still a few inches of my length left outside of her.
"Quickie" ended up being the wrong word for our morning.
…
"So, how hard did you pound her?"
Daria's eyes were full of amusement as she crossed her legs, blue pantsuit stretching against her thick thighs. In her hand was a styrofoam cup, the stench of coffee wafting from it and into my nose.
Biting into the breakfast sandwich she got me, I begrudgingly answered her question. "It varied. Though mostly we went a bit slow paced, enjoying the sensuality of it rather than racing to get as many orgasms as possible. It was quite fun."
She blinked owlishly, almost as if she couldn't understand the concept of having sex that wasn't hardcore. "Really now? You sure? She looked way too satisfied for it to be that."
Finishing off my first sandwich, I grabbed an egg bagel and looked towards the apartment door. Jolene had left not too long ago, only like ten minutes before Daria got here. "I don't know what to tell ya. She enjoyed herself, as did I. Not all of us are Bestial Lust, Daria. Some of us enjoy the passion."
Scoffing loudly, she reached to her side and grabbed a plastic bag. Lifting it up on the table, she slid it over to me and gave me an expectant look. "You better get dressed bro. I'd hate to miss my first period class because you couldn't work a button down."
Raising an eyebrow, I peeked inside the bag. It was clothes, obviously, though more than that, it was a uniform of sorts. A brown suit jacket and vest with a green tie and white button-down shirt, brown slacks and shoes completing the ensemble. The jacket had a green trimming, a green and gold patch on the right arm with the letters S and A also on them.
It certainly wasn't the sexiest uniform I've ever seen, but it would have to do. Though for what I had no idea. "What's with the boring looking uniform?"
She smirked, leaning back in her chair and resting her arms on the top of it. "Today is your first day of school little brother! A wonderful Tuesday morning too. I'm so excited!"
"I really feel like I should've gotten a notice or something."
Her hand waved away my complaint, her eyes rolling as she grabbed a bagel. "I thought it was rather obvious. Now then, hurry up and get changed already. We haven't got all day."
Seeing no point in arguing any further, I pulled off my simple gray shirt and grabbed the dress shirt, slipping it on and buttoning it up. Stripping out of my sweatpants, I pulled on the slacks and a pair of socks.
"My my, how forward of you, Darius. Undressing right in front of me. Be careful, next time I might take that as an invitation."
Pointedly ignoring her, I finished up with my tie and pulled on the vest, slipping my shoes on in the process. Shrugging on the jacket, I hiked my foot up on a chair and began to tie my shoes, not noticing Daria walking over to me until after I had finished the other one.
She held my shoulders, keeping me in place as she ran a hand through my hair, pushing it back. "It's a good thing your hair hasn't grown at all since you got here, otherwise you'd look like a dirty cotton swab."
I hummed, standing patiently as she continued to style my hair to her preference. Letting out a small "Ah ha!", Daria stepped back and pulled out her phone, swiping on the screen and shoving it in my face. "What do you think? Pretty sexy, is it not?"
Despite my contrarian instincts screaming at me, I couldn't help but nod. My hair was shorter at the sides than it was the top, which was pushed back and to the side. It was still rather loose though, the slightly messy look complimenting my stubble as a few strands of hair stuck out from the rest. "I am one hella sexy bastard. Even if I look too old to be nineteen."
Grabbing her handbag from the chair next to her, she snorted lightly and pulled out her keys. "It's the facial hair, Darius. Shave that off and you'd look like a fresh faced nineteen-year-old boy. Anyway, your backpack is in the car. Make sure to grab it when you get in."
My lips twitched downwards at the idea of shaving my facial hair away, before nodding at the latter part of her statement. I think I enjoy looking older than I am, thank you very much.
Daria opened the door to the apartment, stepping out and waiting for me. Grabbing my phone from my discarded sweatpants and untouched bagel from the table, I pocketed the device and followed her outside, closing the door behind me.
I began to make my way over to the elevator, before a hand on my shoulder stopped me. Turning back, I raised an eyebrow as Daria looked towards the left side of the hallway. "We're waiting for one more, so be patient."
Be patient? After she talked all that shit about me taking forever? Crossing my arms, I went to question her about our third wheel, before a feminine voice echoed through the hallway.
"Lus'craft-Sensei! I'm here, I'm here! 'On't leave without me!"
A girl was rushing down the hallway, waving her hand in the air in order to get Daria's attention, her other hand holding onto a half-eaten piece of toast. Her shoulder length brown hair bounced wildly, a single lock of it sticking out from the top of her head and waving back and forth. She wore a large beige sweater, coming down to her knees where the tips of a skirt could just be seen under it. Her legs were wrapped in stockings, ending at her Mary Jane style shoes. Faintly, I could see a similar uniform to my one under her baggy sweater.
The girl stopped in front of Daria, panting slightly as she nibbled on her toast. Her honey brown eyes scanned the area, landing on me as they widened slightly. She coughed into her hand, looking away as she seemed to shrink in on herself. "O-Oh. Hello there."
I glanced over to Daria, who cooed at the girl's actions. Figuring I was on my own here, I decided to do what came naturally, and stick out my hand. "Hello to you as well. I'm Darius Adiel, Daria's younger brother. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss…?"
Her eyes locked onto my extended hand, stepping forward as she reached out to shake it. Unfortunately, the hand she used was the one holding her toast, and she ended up just shoving the warm bread in my hand. She looked ready to die from embarrassment, but she stuck to it. "E-Emery. My name is Emery Flora. N-Nice 'o meet you 'Arius-San."
'Arius? Blinking in slight confusion, I thought a bit harder on her voice. She was quiet, and her voice was incredibly smooth sounding. Almost like an accent, where her words flowed together smoothly and the harder sounds like the D's and the occasional T's were either softened or skipped entirely.
Hm, soft. That's a good word for her to be honest. Everything about her screamed it, from her round face and small nose, to her big brown eyes and full cheeks. Even her incredibly short stature, probably only just above five feet even, added to the whole look. The girl, Emery, was incredibly cute and borderline adorable.
Giving her a smile, I decided to try and help her with her pronunciation. "Close, though you missed the D sound. It's a harder sound to be sure, but it's often used. And please, don't worry about honorifics. I'm not too good with them anyway."
Her face was still red, though she looked slightly more comfortable than before. "Right, sorry. Nice to meet you… Darius?"
I gave her a gentle nod. "There it is. You're a quick learner, Emery."
She beamed, before freezing as she looked back down to where our hands connected. Or more specifically, where her toast was being crushed between our grips. A whine escaped her lips as she pulled her hand away, her toast completely squished.
Holding in a small laugh, I lifted my bagel up and made a show of tearing it in half, offering it to her. She gave me an appreciative smile, taking the half of the bagel I offered to her and munching on it. "Thanksh."
"It was my pleasure."
An arm wrapped around my neck, the same happening to Emery as Daria pulled us into a group hug. "Aww~! You two are just the cutest things!"
Well… that's that moment ruined.
…
We pulled up into the academy parking lot, me in the front seat as Daria drove and Emery bopped her head to some song going through her earbuds. My fingers tapped against the car door window, staring at the academy as Daria began to park.
It was… surprisingly modest actually. A white three-story school building with brown accents and shining windows. A large metal fence stretched around the perimeter of the academy, separating the city from the pristine academy. Cherry blossom trees dotted the front of the building, casting a shadow over the ground as students walked up to the front entrance of the building.
The car shut off, and Daria's eyes flicked between Emery and me. "You two ready for class?"
We nodded, Emery grabbing her pastel green backpack as I grabbed my plain navy one. Clapping her hands together, she looked back towards Emery. "Wonderful. Now, I trust you can help Darius find his way to class?"
The girl nodded, stepping out of the car and slinging her backpack over both her shoulders.
Daria turned her gaze back towards me, her hand on my shoulder. "Your schedule is in your backpack's front, and make sure to listen to Emery, got it?"
Rolling my eyes, I patted her hand. "I'm not a child, Daria. I'll make sure to follow the cute girl, you don't even need to ask."
A laugh escaped her lips, her hand grabbing the car door handle as she opened the car. "Of course, we Aspects always make sure to follow a pretty ass."
Damn straight.
Stepping out the car, I slung my bag's strap over my shoulder and walked towards Emery, keeping pace with her as we made our way over to the academy. It was a quiet walk, as Emery was still too shy to open up and start a conversation with me. So, I decided to take the first step. "So, Emery, where exactly are you from? I'm not all too familiar with your accent."
She still refused to meet my eyes, instead glancing to the side and brushing some of her hair out of the way. "I'm a Fores'kin from Halor. Halorian is my firs' language, not English, but I'm 'rying my har'est. Er, trying my hardest."
Hmm…. I wonder.
Focusing on my voice, I tried my best to see if I could make my Universal Translator switch to Halorian. Tilting my head, I slowly pushed my words out. "I see, how very cosmopolitan. Well, you are doing quite well with it so far."
Her eyes widened, and she finally looked up directly at me. "You speak Halorian? I thought you weren't familiar with it?"
Well, looks like I can do that. Unable and unwilling to hide my grin, I just gave her a shrug. "I'm not familiar with your accent. But I am decently familiar with the language, apparently."
I couldn't help but add that last bit, as it otherwise sounded a bit too much like I had actually known the language before five seconds ago. Regardless, the small smile she tried to hide made it entirely worth it.
Clearing her throat, Emery furrowed her brow in concentration as she began to speak, this time in English. "I-I would ra'her… rather use English. I s'ill… still need to practice with it."
Huh, I guess my newfound bilingualism seemed to have sparked some sort of competitive spirit or something in her. She was putting a lot more effort into her pronunciation, to the point where she managed to get most of those harder sounds, with only a few mistakes. Still, the way she spoke made them feel so much smoother, the sound flowing like a river.
It was pretty cool.
Entering the building, I reached into my backpack's front pocket and grabbed my schedule. Opening the schedule, my eyes widened as I actually got a look at what my classes entailed.
Period 1: Enchanting
8:04 – 8:44
Room 105
Period 2: English
8:48 – 9:28
Room 306
Period 3: Crafting
9:32 – 10:12
Room 207
Period 4: History
10:16 – 10:56
Room 214
Period 5: Lunch
11:00 – 11:40
Room Cafeteria
Period 6: Science
11:44 – 12:24
Room 304
Period 7: Brewing
12:28 – 1:08
Room 120
Period 8: Smithing
1:12 – 1:52
Room 112
Period 9: Math
1:56 – 2:36
Room 314
Period 10: Combat
2:40 – 3:20
Room Gym
Half of these were subjects that I knew jack shit about. I mean, come one, brewing? Enchanting? What even were those in this context?
Pulling myself from my mild confusion, I noticed Emery standing on her tiptoes, trying to get a look at what my schedule was. Tilting the paper to the side, I let her get a good look at it.
She scanned the page, humming as she began to point at a few classes. "Oh, we have English, crafting, lunch, and com'at together. Uh, combat."
Her eyes looked into mine, body visibly relaxing as any nervousness in her seemed to evaporate. Though the sound of someone dropping their backpack on the floor brought her out of it, before she noticed how close she was to me and looked away, taking a step back as she cleared her throat. "A-Anyway, your en'hanting class is just down that hallway to the left. I-I'll see you in English."
She waved later, ducking and weaving as she tried to avoid bumping into people. So much for showing me around, though I couldn't exactly hold it against her. She seemed… anxious.
Looking for the hallway she had pointed out, I watched as students zoomed back and forth, bustling as they all tried to make it to their class on time. A large banner stretched across the wall parallel to the front entrance, a smiling cartoon potato giving everyone a thumbs up as the phrase "Let's Go Spuds!" was written on the side of it.
This place is fucking surreal.
…
The classroom was a bit smaller than I thought it would be, with several rows of tables all pointing towards the front of the room. What looked to be an electronic whiteboard was on the front wall, the teacher's desk right next to it.
And speaking of teacher, god damn.
Big breasted blond didn't do her justice. Her golden hair flowed like water down her back, stopping just beneath her shoulder blades. Her eyes were a dark green, and the rest of her facial features were almost like royalty with their sharpness and beauty. Also, she had a pair of tits to rival Daria, so fucking jackpot.
A ring also sat proudly on her finger, which took the wind out of my sails immediately.
She must've finally noticed me, as her eyes widened and she let out a small gasp. "O-Oh! You must be Adiel-San! My apologies, but you look very much like your sister and father. It took me by surprise. My name is Citrine Jewels, but you may call me Jewels-Sensei. Please, why don't you take the seat next to Plains-San and Dover-San."
I looked towards where she pointed, finding a pretty young woman wearing an old tricorn hat, for some reason. Her eyes were a pale bluish green color, and were quite piercing. Her white hair was tied up into a ponytail with a small black ribbon, with two long bangs framing her face. She was incredibly pale, and from what I could tell, very lithe.
And to her left was-
DECEIVER!
It was Ben, that fuck. He was talking with the girl, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly as he looked to the front of the room and froze. For a moment, a brief moment, his mask slipped. Frustration bubbled beneath the surface, a subtle frown on his face as he recognized me.
But then it vanished, the caricature of the bumbling buffoon slipping back into place.
Anger burned hot within me, and I wanted nothing more than to grab his face and force the truth from him, revealing him to be a fraud. A liar, looking out only for his perverse desires. But Daria's warning rang in my mind, and I bit the inside of my cheek instead.
Taking the free seat on the right of the Plains girl, I slipped my backpack off and slid it under the table. Leaning back in my chair, I glanced towards the clock. I had five minutes before class started.
Shifting in my seat slightly, I gently knocked on the table, getting Plains' attention. "I hope I'm not intruding, but I wanted to introduce myself. My name is Darius Adiel, and I'm new here. I was hoping to get to know you a bit, since we are going to be table-mates for the foreseeable future."
There was barely a change in her expression as she turned to regard me, a brief twitch of her cheek being the only indicator that she had even heard me. "Of course, Adiel-San. I am Maria Plains."
Her voice was quiet, but not soft. It held a firmness to it that spoke of confidence, even as she spoke using as few words as possible. Still, it gave me an easy segue for more conversation, so I'll take it. "I'm afraid that I'm not quite… used to honorifics. If it would be alright, I'd prefer it if you simply called me Darius. And, that I could simply call you Maria. Would that be okay with you?"
She looked hesitant, as if she weren't sure what to say, before her eyes landed on my own. Whatever stress or stiffness that resided within her faded, leaving her shoulders loose and smile easy. "I am fine with it, Darius. You look much like Lustcraft-Sensei, but you are… different."
Different, huh? I smirked slightly, raising an eyebrow as I leaned on my hand. "Well, I would hope so. I am a guy after all, it'd be weird if we weren't different."
It's a good thing that I don't pride myself on my humor, because her borderline dead eyed stare and stoic nature would've shattered my pride. "Not in that way. She is very lustful, and it can be seen in everything she does. You are different. You are… honest. It is similar to a sort of presence. It is… relaxing, in a way."
So, I have an honest presence? I'd call shenanigans if it weren't for the fact that I was basically Unbound Truth. Still, it was a weird way to describe it. Reminds me of when Daria was explaining her Lustful Presence.
For putting two and two together, you have gained a Perk!
Honest Presence
The Truth can be comforting, and as such, those around you will feel comfortable while in your presence. However, those who mask themselves with falsehoods and dishonesty will find your presence unnerving, for those who shroud themselves with lies will find no comfort from The Truth.
Oh, well that's cool. Filing that under something to experiment with later, I focused back onto Maria, and opened my mouth to speak. Unfortunately, I was interrupted by Ben, who slapped his hand on the table. "Uh, hey Plains-San? I-I forgot my textbook at home. May I use yours?"
Any relaxation she once felt was gone in an instant, her back straight and shoulders tense as she regarded him. "I will still need a textbook for class."
It was an easy ploy to see through, and I was already moving to intercept. Pulling out my copy of the enchanting textbook, I placed it on the table hard enough to draw their attention. "Well, if that's the case, we can share mine. I could use the help, since I'm probably not quite as advanced in the subject as the rest of the class is."
Maria hummed, tapping her finger on her chin as she thought it over. Just behind her, Ben gave me a glare strong enough to freeze anyone else. I, on the other hand, am made of much firmer stuff.
I locked my gaze onto his, narrowing my eyes as he recoiled back. He seemed to shiver slightly, clearly uncomfortable with my presence and how it made him feel. Not that it stopped him from frowning slightly as Maria gave me a small nod. "That is acceptable. I will do my best to help you with what you do not know, as that is what classmates are for."
Well, that was significantly easier than I had anticipated. Though if I had to guess, it was because Ben didn't have much progress with this particular girl. If the way he used her last name rather than her first was any indication.
Oh wait, Ben Dover. Bend over. I just got that.
I didn't have much time to celebrate my small victory, as the class bell began to ring and Citrine stood at the center of the class, demanding attention. Which was very easy to do considering her massive knockers. Jolene and Daria have awoken something dangerous within me, I swear.
Clapping her hands together, Citrine began to formally address the class. "Good morning everybody! Before we get started, I'd like to quickly introduce a new student who will be joining us, Darius Adiel. Adiel-San is currently seated by Plains-San, so if you wish to introduce yourself to him, please do so on your own time."
Her words didn't do much but garner a few curious glances my way, a couple of students visibly reacting to my appearance with wide eyes. Though it was probably due to my very… recognizable features, if Daria and Darian are as well-known as I think they are.
Citrine took a step to the side of the giant electronic whiteboard, writing down the words "Tier One" and underlining it. Turning back to the class, her eyes scanned the rows. "Last night's homework was to complete the section on Tier One Enchantments, so can anybody tell me what constitutes a Tier One Enchantment?"
Opening my textbook, I quickly scanned the table of contents for the relevant page, opening up to it and skimming through the chapter. To my left, Maria shot her hand up into the air, before speaking up. "Tier One Enchantments are those that require a low amount of energy to utilize but are not necessarily the simplest to create and apply."
An exasperated sigh escaped Citrine's lips, before she bobbed her head. "That is correct Plains-San, though I would prefer it if you were to leave some questions for the rest of the class."
My lips quirked upwards as I listened to the byplay between Citrine and Maria, finding the relevant section in the chapter and preparing myself for any future questions on the topic. Watching Citrine write down what Maria had said, I pulled out a blank notebook and began to scribble down some notes.
Tapping her electronic pen against the board, Citrine paced back and forth in front of it. "Now then, does anyone have any idea why this is? Don't worry about getting it wrong, as it wasn't technically in your textbook."
Shit. I looked back towards the textbook, skimming through what I could as Maria practically vibrated next to me. The urge to just answer the question must have burned in her, but the professor's previous order stopped her.
Piecing together an answer from clues within the textbook, I raised my hand. A slight shock ran through Citrine's face, before she smiled and pointed at me. "Adiel-San? Do you believe that you have the answer?"
Damn straight. "If Tier Levels are based on cost rather than ease of access, then it stands to reason that complexity is a fairly independent variable. The more complex the effect, the more runes you need, but that doesn't always translate directly into power."
Citrine nodded, returning to the board as she began to write on it. "That's a good starting point, though there is a much easier way to explain it than that. To be brief, the cost of an enchantment will always be reliant on the effect, rather than the cause. It is why enchantments like Sharpness are considered Tier One, as while they are incredibly powerful, their effect isn't too complex. Compare that to a Tier Three Enchantment like Respiration, which allows the user to breathe water like air, and suddenly it begins to make a lot more sense."
That was kind of simplistic, and I'll be damned if it doesn't get me at least a little bit intrigued by the subject. Then again, this did seem to be the only way to get close to flinging around magic spells. Maybe.
The class was quiet for a few minutes, as Citrine waited for everyone to finish writing down their notes before she began to erase the whiteboard. Placing her pen near the top of the board, she began to write down "Examples" and underlined it. "Now then, does anyone have any examples of Tier One Enchantments?"
Her gaze swept the room, before landing a bit behind me on a brown-haired guy a few rows back. "Ah, Montague-San. Glad to see you're as enthusiastic as ever. Please, go ahead."
The dude beamed, eyes flicking back to his notebook as he spoke. "Well, the Sweeping Edge and Piercing enchantment both work a lot like the Sharpness enchantment, but they make the, uh, slashing and thrusting attacks of weapons like, a lot stronger."
Hmm, so these really were just Minecraft enchantments so far. Though no doubt there are a few new ones to trip me up. Jotting that down in my notebook, I kept my eyes on Citrine as she wrote down both examples, hips swaying side to side as her MILF booty drew my attention.
"Alright now class, normally this is where we'd go into the nitty gritty of the Tier One Enchantments, but to be honest, that's kind of boring. So why don't we go with a hands-on exercise? I want everyone to try and recreate the Sharpness enchantment on paper instead. Don't worry if you don't finish it in class, since it will also be homework for you to bring in tomorrow."
Her announcement snapped me out of the hypnotic trance that had been her ass. Taking a look down towards my textbook, I groaned. I didn't know jack shit about runes and how they worked, or more accurately, how to use them myself.
A hand ghosted on my shoulder, and a glance to my side revealed the ever-stoic face of Maria. "Do you require assistance with the runes? They can be rather challenging."
Oh yeah, I asked her for help as a way to cockblock Ben. Giving her an appreciative grin, I pushed the textbook closer to her. "By all means, do your magic."
Her lips twitched, and we got to work.
…
So, this was less sexy than the other chapters, but it did give a good foundation for how enchantments work in this setting when in comparison to Minecraft. Which leads me into a very important segue, and that is if you guys actually care about the setting, or would rather just focus more on the girls. If it's just the girls, then I'll keep my focus on the school and make sure not to stay too much from it. If you guys do want to see more with the setting, then I'll endeavor to make the whole "Minecraft" part of the story more apparent. You know, put more emphasis on the enchanting, crafting, brewing, combat, and all those other classes rather than the normal ones. I'd also take more time on stuff outside of the school, and character interactions there. Who knows? Maybe I'll make a few extra characters just for that portion. It might feel a bit RWBYesque at times, with the whole combat academy stuff, but I'll try to keep that to a minimum. If you guys prefer to keep the focus a bit tighter on just what goes on with the school and the smut, than I'll trim that others stuff down as much as possible.
Now then, onto our Review of the Chapter, and by that I mean FF review since I can just reply to QQ ones with no issue whatsoever:
"Dope, this is pretty cool, will Darius still make stuff? Ngl Ben better get cucked good."
Whether or not Darius makes stuff will be entirely on how the focus of the story goes. If you guys want it to be just the school stuff, then no. If not, then probably.
And as for the Ben thing, yes. Though as the story goes on, the goal will become a bit more nuanced than just "Fuck that guy". At this point, Darius is still a bit naïve, despite his own claims. He very much believes that Truth is always good, and that Lying is always bad. A byproduct of his abilities and how little experience he has with people.
This has been A Decent Hoonter, and thanks to Moony for making some banging cover art for this story. If you're on FF, then you can see it plainly on the cover. If your on QQ, then I'll make sure to copy the cover down below. Probably. If I remember.
