It’s a beautiful Thursday morning. Nobody says that about Thursday, but yesterday was such a great day that it spilled over. You want to keep that momentum! Taking down Youhao will be hard to topple, but you’ll forgive yourself if you have a good relaxing day. Nothing fancy. The day before, you partied yourself out. Today, you’ll recover. Does this count as keeping momentum? You know your team will appreciate this pace.

Memories rush back from yesterday night: The railing talks, the food, the karaoke, and the unforgettable moment with Pumpkin. It’s starting to feel like your relationship isn’t cursed. Speaking of, you wonder if she’s around. She couldn’t have left this early in the morning, right? This is earlier than your usual waking time. She can’t elude your breakfast! But you can’t expect anything from this girl…

You get up from the couch… to drop back onto its comforts. No reason to stand up, these pillows were meant to be sit over. On the table, a glimpse of a note catches your attention. It’s addressed to you. You turn your head back to notice your room’s door wide open — and no one inside. Pumpkin is either gone, or is in the kitchen. You can hear someone whistling inside the latter…

Wait, that’s not whistling, that’s chirping! It must be Crossbill. In that case, you assume this letter belongs to Pumpkin. How old fashioned. You wonder why not leave a message on the phone. You assume because it’s more personal. That’s what Bradford Jr. says. He spent the night with her, so he knows better. It feels like you should read it at a later moment, but curiosity can get the better of you...

You have a long but relaxing day waiting; well, it’d be more relaxing if you didn’t have to go to school… You’d think that a curfew would stop that crap, but you have the feeling that’s long lifted if Pumpkin is nowhere to be seen.

You have too many things to do…

<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>

>Check on the bird in the kitchen. What’s Crossbill up to?
>Read Pumpkin’s letter. You can’t wait!
>Tell the team to get ready for school while you prepare breakfast! Time to rise and shine!
>Write Up.

Two thousand years ago, a prince of the Old World called Sversk the Conqueror set sail with an army of his loyal followers into what any would still consider today to be certain death. Yet, where all others in history near and far perished, Sversk’s band triumphed over the implacable Maelstrom, and settled in the New World, forming a new society apart from the old, founding an empire that would last over one thousand years, which only drew its last breath when Sversk’s tale, the story of the ancestors of the Nauk, faded from living memory, to history, to legend.

Now, a new army of ambition, also seeking a new future, returns across the same sea to whence their ancestors came, be they Nauk, Vitelian, Sosalian, or even of a race born solely of the New World. The Aurora Legion, as it is called, do not seek new lands, but to gather money, men, materiel, to gain strength without peer so that they can gain victory for their ultimate cause: to topple the Old Order that controls their world, and free its people that they may bring forth the Future that is Utopia. They are not yet more than five thousand, yet they were once not even one hundred six years past, and though many have been wounded or perished, their sacrifice will not be in vain. Each step taken is one towards the final battle, one that many of them may not see the result of, but they fight nevertheless. Most hope to see that battle. Many see service with the Legion as an honor and a privilege above any other cause that may be fought for as warriors. Some simply have no other place to go.

The conflict they venture to now is a war of a greater power against a smaller, the continental Caelussian Federation against the much smaller but still defiant Kingdom of Petrekora. Some might assume a tale of aiding the underdog- but Petrekora is reactionary, and the Federation far more akin to a state of the future than one run by a king with aristocracy. What is more, the Federation is paying handsomely, and in these times where expansion is limited by lack of coin, the Aurora Legion will not pass up any chance to feast upon silver, for the sake of readying for the Dawn of the New Era…

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Your name is Vincent Cruz. You work in a shady government-backed facility in the middle of the New Mexico desert. By all accounts, you are a complete and total nobody to the Powers That Be. To them, your only value comes from how profitable your research is.

You're a researcher for the Abnormality Regulation Coalition (also known as ARC), but it's really not what you're good at. You were a random accountant before they dragged you into an underground facility that's hundreds of feet underground. Their standards must be low if they kidnapped someone like you.

On the bright side, you've been making good progress with all of the anomalies you've been researching. Maybe that's why they hired you? You have a knack with anomalies and their ARTIFACTS. You were told anomalies were born from human ideas and concepts, so maybe this is just you trying to help anything resembling a human? Who knows.

All you know is that it's what you're good at, and that alone is enough to keep you going. One day at a time. No matter what gets thrown your way, you'll find a way to handle it.

As for what happened recently?

NOWHERE'S SOMMELIER's condition is starting to rapidly deteriorate. It seems to be the inevitable fate of anomalies once you get to truly understand them. You're trying your best to stabilize her condition.

Your cat, EL FELINO, exploded. In its place, you were left with an anomaly named LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE, who has set out to do everything in its power to make your life miserable.

Against your better judgement, you've agreed to work with a woman who's been stalking you for the last few days. You still don't get Venti's deal or why she's obsessed with you of all people. At least she works hard.

At least you dealt with Angel's (your brother) stalker, Yorick. While you don't care for Yorick himself, he did say some very concerning things about your estranged father.

You tracked down and dealt with a Harvester who was harassing you, and in the process, you somehow got even closer to one of your most loyal coworkers.

Finally, you're getting progress on a case involving the ghost of a former ARC employee. Maybe you're not the best at solving murder mysteries, but you at least want the ghost to finally rest in peace.

You've got a lot on your plate, but hey, that's how your life has always been, hasn't it? At least this time, you're doing something that actually matters. Something that people will actually appreciate. Is it wrong for you to want to be acknowledged? For people to pay attention to the amount of blood, sweat, and tears you pour into your work?

Oh well. You know what they say, Vincent. Another day, another dollar. As long as you keep moving, as long as you keep working, everything will work out.

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With the Tournament of Power brought to a close, the Seventh Universe has emerged triumphant once more. Led by the Saiyan warriors, the Seventh's victory was secured. And with the wish on the Super Dragon Balls used to restore the other universes that were eliminated and erased, the final hidden trial was passed, and all eight of the universes up for elimination were allowed to remain. Yet, even with this victory, peace doesn't last in the Seventh Universe for long. As old hatreds rise and long-buried grudges resurface, will you have what it takes to keep everything you've worked the last 28 years of your life to build? Or will those who seek your end ultimately triumph? That all depends on you, and your choices.

You the players will (most often) control Karn. A Saiyan man who has grown from his lowly beginnings as a mid-tier Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733 to become not only the strongest Saiyan of his time at AGE 759, but also personal friend to the former emperor Lord Freeza, father to over a dozen powerful and unique children, a mentor and teacher to his fellow Saiyans, and the indisputable winner of the Tournament of Power. Wielder of the Berserker Soul, and the powerful Stand Divine Dragon Force, you're fully equipped to handle any threat that comes your way. But what will you do when the threats aren't always physical, when you can't simply punch all your problems away?

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<span class="mu-s">SINISTER SCHEMES</span>

Recounting Our Hero's last adventure, A young man strikes out into the dangerous, ungoverned land of Axegaurd to make a name for himself. Formerly a librarian from the frigid northern kingdom of Holuthheim , This hero uses his smarts and his skills with a blade to tackle the quests he was given. At his side is a former soldier, a Beastwoman with a foul mouth, a noticeable drinking problem and an unmatched skill with hand to hand weapons. Khyber, as she is called, offered to temporarily join our hero but agreed to stay by his side a little longer, so long as he'd provided an adequate amount of alcohol . Our Hero's second party member is a neurotic but well meaning mage. Her name is Xiphos and the esoteric school of magic she follows demands the worship of strange beings of light that grant her holy abilities. She is here to fight the worshipers of darkness who plague these lands, even if she is anxious about everything. Including fighting darkness.

Our previous tale ended with a beginning, a farmer offered nearly all the coin to his name to Our Hero and his party. The job, on paper, is simple "get rid of the succubus that has been attacking my town by any means necessary". What this band of heroes will soon find out is that this job will not be as simple as they believed it to be. For night has fallen on this lawless lands, and in the cover of darkness the succubus lurks

waiting

preying...


>continued

You are Marnie, a 16 year old girl living in a digital ark known as City 87-O. All your life, you've wanted to leave, and just recently, you've come close. Along with your Digimon partner, Phascomon, you climbed the Tower at the center of the City and came close to exiting through the spinning vortex that serves as the only way out.

Alas, your plan went awry, and the City's ultimate guardian thwarted your greatest dream. The shock and desperation pushed you to overexert your partner, triggering a Dark Digivolution that he only barely survived. With your partner wounded from the attempt, and your friendship frayed from the stress you put him through, you've only just began to set things right again.

Now, with your strength greatly diminished, you're continuing your journey with fresh eyes. This time, you'll climb the Tower and escape this stifling playpen. This time, you won't lose sight of what matters. This time, for sure, you and your partner will finally be free.

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<span class="mu-i">The year is <span class="mu-s">5 AB (After Bloom)</span>, and you live in what is now called <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">Biltmore City</span></span>, a community of survivors settled in the ruins of the historic Biltmore Estate in Western North Carolina.</span>

<span class="mu-i">The year was 2009, and the time was 3:31:54 AM EST on Friday, April 10th when <span class="mu-s">The Bloom</span> occurred. In the span of 12 minutes and 49 seconds, the entire Earth experienced a super-rapid forestation of all terrestrial surfaces.</span>

<span class="mu-i">Trees erupted from the ground and into full maturity, regardless of any manmade materials present - asphalt roads were obliterated, buildings were toppled, and underground structures were perforated with roots. All human infrastructure was rendered essentially inoperable and unsalvageable due to the density and ubiquity of the trees. Some areas burst instead into fields of exotic flowers, and buildings or vehicles therein were merely engulfed by vines, instead. In many other places freshwater springs surfaced inexplicably, generating ponds, creeks, or even rivers.</span>

<span class="mu-i">The biodiversity of this perpetual forest defies common logic. Banyans, alders, acacias, eucalyptus, olives, and towering sequoias can all be found inside of the same ten acres, regardless of geographic location, sometimes twice or three times their 'natural' size. Animal life appeared in much the same manner, out from behind trees or from warrens revealed by new roots, equally diverse and at home in all locales. Lions now prowl the slopes of what were the Rocky mountains and pythons hang from the branches of magnolia trees in the now forested Siberian steppe.</span>

<span class="mu-i">The most devastating element of <span class="mu-s">The Bloom</span>, however, was what it did to the human population.</span>

>Cont'd

You are Kaguya Ryōko, an up-and-coming ninja born into a deadly bloodline and trained by a living legend. Now it seems that you’ll be able to put those things on display during a multinational promotion exam held by Konohagakure. While promotion to chūnin would be nice, your official objective here is to make it to the public final round of the exams so potential clients will see that your adoptive village, Yugakure, has not grown so weak and ineffectual as rumors would lead them to believe. Even more importantly, it’s an opportunity to finally begin to validate Tsunade-sensei’s decision years ago to become your mentor.

One shinobi from Konohagakure has just opted not to continue to the final stage of the exams. After all his talk and his apparent efforts, you still can’t say that you quite have a sense for what Kabuto-san is actually trying to achieve. Since you’re no doubt missing some key aspect of the context, his choices have felt inconsistent to you.

“Excuse me, Lord Hokage,” you hear Hiroshi-kun’s voice behind you. “I’ve given it some thought… and if withdrawing is possible, I believe I should as well.”

“What the hell, Hiroshi!?” Akiji-kun demands. “You’re just gonna duck out like this when we’re right there?”

“It might’ve been under unusual circumstances,” Hiroshi-kun explains, “but fact is I had to accept outside help to keep Ryōko-kun from spending her chakra on me instead of resting and taking advantage of us finishing early. It wouldn’t be fair to stay in when other candidates didn’t get that opportunity.”

Ah. So that’s what it was.

“You made that decision on your own?” Akiji-kun demands, unconvinced.

“He did it because he knew I might disagree,” you observe. “But why only mention it now?”

Hiroshi-kun has an answer for that as well. “Because we have an odd number of candidates with Kabuto-san gone. I can’t see either of you two losing your first match, but in order for everyone to have a fight one candidate out of an odd number would have to fight twice. And if you assume two of us are going to win our first fights…”

“There’s a higher chance that one of us would have to fight twice,” you summarize. “That was your reasoning.”

“So it’d be unfair,” Hiroshi-kun declares, “including to the two of you, and would risk not getting our stronger two fighters into the public phase. Even if it’s one in five, that’s too high a risk given our mission.”
>1/2

In this quest, we take the reins of Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, in his quest to reunite the Saiyan race and oppose the rule of the perfidious Frieza and his Cold Empire. After four years of hiatus, I return.

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== Recap of our situation ==

Vegeta and his crew have learned of a station used by the Saiyan resistance, a group formed soon after the destruction of planet Vegeta, over twenty years ago. While the station is derelict, it hosts intel and devices that could prove useful to the aims of the Prince. The Capsule Corp. Saiyan Spacebase Mark II crewed with Vegeta, Nappa, Turles, Raditz, the newly rescued Saiyans Kalabash and Calava, and the ship’s pilot and engineer, the human Bulma Brief, departed for Sadala Station and found it overrun by space pirates led by the mighty captain Zodd.

Following tense negotiations, Vegeta and Zodd began a one-on-one duel to settle who would keep authority over the station. The battle continues…