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NPC Code: Red Riding Hood

Red is an NPC (non-player character) villager of the popular game called “Code”. She is living her simple life to the fullest, not until an announcement crashes into the game. A horde of monsters materialises in the distance, wreaking havoc across the Kingdom of Freiy. Red scurries through the forest and plans to save her parents and her sister, only to see them die in her hands. She refuses to believe everything and goes against the script meant for her. The girl comes to learn about the world and how to complete the game. She created a war between nations, hence the rise of the death game. Red, becoming a variant among NPCs, travels across lands for a purpose. A quest to take all four obelisks in her hands and seek vengeance against Warner Asimov, the founder of Code. Will Red take her revenge against Warner or die inside the game? “A kingdom overturned by its foes can ascend once more. But one which shatters the inside? That’s game over.” (inspired quote from Zemo MCU) ORIGINAL BOOK COVER Will update a chapter everyday! Hop in to my server and talk about how awesome this novel is! (Thank you so much for supporting my work~) Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/yteNWMu8dg Instagram: (I will make one soon)

kuhaku_sora · Fantasy
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Okami and Ryoshi (3)

The soldier we interrogated gave us everything we needed. Since that man was just a scout sent by other big fish, we couldn't get enough information from him. 

And as soon as the bloke spit everything he knew, we whacked his head and sent him to merry land, together with his friend. Ryoshi went towards my figure and searched the area once more. After inspecting the place, he concluded that there were no additional back ups coming in our direction.

"We should head out. Our base must be close by, since…."

Before I could continue my sentence, a dart came flying towards me. Fortunately, I still had my first form on and dodged the bolt flying in my direction. 

That dart did not have the designs of Ryoshi's bows, but a compromised, sharpened twig. It was as if the attacker did not have anything else but to use the environment. 

But upon turning around, a recognisable shape greeted my eyes.