Transmigrating Into a Xianxia, Thankfully I Have a Dungeon System
Update: Hiatus for a while My name is Joe. I've been playing games about dungeon-building all my life with the hope of being able to manage or create one myself. Of course, I know there were no dungeons IRL, but who knows? A good friend of mine who knows of my obsession with dungeons gave me a birthday gift yesterday. It was a game in a different genre than what I played usually. But since it was a gift he gave me, I played it. Though there weren't really any "dungeons" in it, the oldies Eastern aesthetic took me in. I played it as soon as I got it from him, no questions asked. What did it give me?! Unwanted transmigration into this world of extra bullshit!!
before the azure dragon meet
The tiger-girl groaned. She tried to pull on the chains yet again to no avail. It was like trying to pull a mountain, or a stake that stubbornly refused to budge. The worst bit in all this was the expression her opponent wore. Indifference, pure and unadulterated. So, she gave in to her anger, and tugged on the chain the best she could, surpassing all attempts she had done before.
It was heavy, I thought. I tugged at the chains, and tried the best I could to stand my ground. By lowering my center of gravity, I could defend myself from being flung forward. I looked at the tiger-girl, and saw that she exerted every little bit of strength she had. The difference between us being I had techniques on my side, and those techniques were enough to bridge the gap between our physical capabilities.