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Starlight Necromancer

Life had never been easy for Foster. Not when he was abandoned by his family, not when he was taken in by a local crime syndicate, and also not when he suddenly found himself in another world full of magic and mystery. The system saved his life, giving him a second chance to live however he wanted here in this new world. After being taken in by a being that should never logically exist, Foster was given the tools that he needed to achieve his selfish desires.

DiceVR · Fantasy
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169 Chs

Anomaly

"Here you go. Should be everything that was ordered," a smokey deep voice said, coming from behind the counter. The man the voice belonged to looked basically like the cliché butcher, with log-like arms and legs, a thick dark beard, and a face that made it seem like a third of this man's vocabulary was made up of obscenities. Although, from what Foster could tell, he was actually just a big sweetheart, "Right, here's the money, then," he replied, placing a pouch with coins on the counter. The gruff man  picked the pouch up and quickly took a peak inside. His eyes seemed to spark up for just a moment, before he raised his brow and glanced at the person standing in front of him.

"You're over a few coins," he pointed out, but Foster just smirked as he shook his head, "What, you think I didn't notice you sneaking an extra half-pound of jerky in here this time?"