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God Of Crafting

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning! Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations? In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two! Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it? Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0? And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you? Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems! ***Technical side of things*** Daily release: 2ch/day Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below ////////////All Milestones are subject to change/////////////// For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>

MotivatedSloth · Urban
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It's supposed to be a punishement, not an incentive! (r18)

The black-out curtains on the room's windows did a great job of blocking all the light from the outside from getting in. And with only the small scraps of light sneaking underneath the room's doors, the very air inside the room made me feel as if it was already late evening. 

In reality, however, it was the very middle of the day! 

And that meant, not only did we have quite a few obligations to see through and way too little time to have them all done by today… There was still one, rather broad topic we had to talk through!

"Can't others wait?" Claire protested my suggestion, only to wrap her hands behind my neck and then use it as a support as she pulled herself up my chest, intentionally dragging her boobs over my torso, all the way to the point where her hips settled comfortably above my crotch.