Eve is a successful romance book author and forever singleton who doesn't believe that romance could exist in real life. But with her last novel flopping in the market, she felt like she put herself in a rut that she can't get herself out of. On the day that her publisher threatens to drop her as an author, she finds an ad online about a guy selling an entire romantic wedding package at half the price. The catch, buyers should be genuinely in love with each other. 
In Eve's head, it sounds like a good idea to trick the seller, a practical business journalist, into thinking that she has a boyfriend whom she loves very much. Her heart says otherwise.

"I have to get away from here!" Maya, Estella's personal maid immediately came with a big luggage carrying Estella's stuff. 

"We can use the secret escape route if you want, Your Highness." Estella nodded as she changed into a civilian outfit prepared by Maya to disguise herself.

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"Find her and bring her back alive! Let she knows who is in charge." The finality in Adrian's tone brings a darkness that he will forever regret.

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"I never seen you here before. I'm Luca." He approached Estella with a warm smile, something that she never experienced from her own husband.

"I'm Estella." She blushed and immediately looking away from him, wary that she may have reveal herself to this strange man.

"Your Ma- ah Estella, I see you have know Luca." Maya interrupted the awkward exchange between the pair. She smiles knowingly to them as she walked away unnoticed

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"Tell me Adrian. Have you ever, even once treats me like your own wife?!" The formality between the rulers of the kingdom is gone and the only thing left is a pained wife and a regretful husband.

"Forgive me."

"I would never." 

How Adrian wishes he could turn back time...

Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh.

Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Setan" yang diasingkan.

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Luv

Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh.

Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Iblis" yang sedang menjalankan hukuman di dunia manusia.

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Luv

She cares for him but hates the way she does.  He is always on her mind since that day. But in contrast, he hated her for that. She wants to make it up to him but he avoids her like dirt. Sometimes he is good, sometimes he is the worsest. She hated how unpredictable he is and how he messes with her life. But she loves him, and she doesn't want to admit it.

That was in the last year of middle school.

Ria wakes up early on her first day of school in junior year. Bringing a nightmare with her she goes to her school and found out Keith and her will be classmates. New sets of problem arises then. But is this going to be a hell of a year for Ria? Or is this going to be a chance to get close with Keith and clear some issues?

Vladmir threw the ax over Hanho's head. Hanho blocked it with a dagger a little while ago, but this time, he couldn't respond.
Although Hanho was wearing an iron helmet, it would be crumpled like a piece of paper and his skull would be broken by the ax.
Clang―
However, Vlamidir's ax stopped in the air. To be precise, it was blocked by a golden shield.
"Uh?"
"Hey, your IQ is the same as my hamster!"
Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!
While Vladimir was confused for a moment, Hanho stabbed his body with six daggers.
"Khuuuuuuuuuuuu…"
"When I put my hamster in the transparent case, he used to keep scratching it, thinking there was nothing there. You are exactly a giant hamster!"
"Shut up, you crazy bastard...Kuhhhhhhh."
Vladimir fell under Hanho's feet.
"I'm… Kuhhhhhhh… a warrior…"
"Goodbye, hamster."
"..."
The warrior who lived harshly in the Siberian fields during his life ended up being treated as a hamster in his last moment.
Anyway, the tide was turning in favor of Sungwoo and his party. Above all, Tatana could not move freely because of Bone Salamader's blocking her during the battle, which played a big role in helping Sungwoo's forces beat the Siberian hunters. 
"I got him finally!"
However, Bone Salamander was frozen due to Tatana's continued freezing magic. She then sealed the monster with solid ice then turned her gaze away.
"Now, let's strike back!" she shouted.
At that moment, the frozen salamander's body collapsed, and a blue fireball ran through the gap. 
It was the Necromancer.
Huuuuuuuung!
He threw the sickle at her neck, but she blocked it with the small shield, Buckler, in her hand. 
She suffered huge damage with Buckler cut in half, but she could save her neck.
But she couldn't block him from throwing his left punch.
"Khuuuuuuuuuuuk!"
His punch held tremendous power and knocked down her left cheekbone. Her body was thrown into the air before falling down on the ice ground then sliding along it.
"Gasp, gasp…"
With a painful groan, she struggled to raise herself desperately. Her cheekbone was smashed, and one of her eyes was completely closed.
"I thought I was going to kill you with one stroke, but you're much stronger than I thought. It looks like you have good bones."
Looking down on her, Sungwoo spoke in a relaxed voice. It was a completely different situation from when she started the fight. She could not stand her shame.
"Damn it, I really can't stand it. Wake up the tsar!" she shouted, raising her body.
Then, the hunters standing behind her looked embarrassed. 
"What? Are you serious? He's going to be insanely upset!"
Turning to the man, she growled, "Anton. He is going to chew up half of us who have survived. Are you going to put up with his anger?"
"No way! Sure, let me wake up the tsar before it's too late!"
They hurriedly changed their strategy. Sungwoo wondered why they were hesitant to wake up the guy called tsar, notorious for his nasty temper, in this emergency situation.
And the next moment one side of the walls of Yongsan Station was thrown entirely.
"Uh? Is he awake already?"
Then, four "Agency Giant Bears," one of which Sungwoo just killed a little while ago, appeared. The Siberian hunters began to retreat to the side.
"Kuuuuh! Ouch, my head…"
A huge guy appeared staggering among the four Ancient Giant Bears. He was holding a bottle of vodka in his hand.
"What the heck? Damn it!"
He looked around,  as if he still had a hangover, and looked at Tatana.
"Tatana, I told me not to wake me up until the sunset, right? Can't you remember it better than me who hasn't sobered up yet?"
"But if we didn't wake you up, we're in big danger. Just look at my face, Tsar…"
"Uh? Your face has always been ugly."
"You bad guy!"
The tsar guy threw a bottle of vodka at Tatana and stepped forward. And he faced Sungwoo now. While rubbing his eyes, he seemed to have come to his senses suddenly.
"Oh, are you that dog of death that the Chinese guys talked about?"
He smiled brightly, spreading his arms. Then, he shook his index finger up and down toward Sungwoo. 
"Very nice! After treating you with formalin, let me put some nails in your joints and display you in front of my room. You're going to be a perfect display!"
Sungwoo retorted with a scornful laugh, "Oh, I've thought the same thing about you!"
"Really?"
Sunwgoo also scanned the tsar up and down and said, "By the way, you can't be my match. Can you do something like transforming yourself?"
"Uh? What the heck are you talking about?"
At that moment, Jisu shouted, "Hey, Sungwoo!"
There was some urgency in her voice. 
"I can't find Mir…"
Mir? When Sungwoo turned around, he could not see Mir in her arms. 
Then, Mir came right under Sungwoo's feet, more precisely his shadow.
'Mir has duplicated my shadow movement?'
Sungwoo was stunned. Was Mir able to imitate all his skills?
But that wasn't the problem at the moment. Sungwoo covered Mir's body with his feet.
'If that guy notices he's a dragon, he's going to aim for him mercilessly."
But Mir came out of from near his feet, walked around, then stared at the giant bears in front.
"Uh? What the heck is that? Is it a cat or puppy?"
Grrrrrrrrrrrrng!
Then, Mir started to growl at the bears, hundreds of times larger than him as if he was not scared at all.
-'Dragon Fear' has been activated. 
* It stiffens the creatures of low level and intelligence.
Surprisingly, his skill worked.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-
The huge bears opened their mouths, along with convulsion in their huge muscles. 
They were violently trembling in front of Mir.
The tsar guy turned his head and looked at his subordinate spirits because he felt something strange about them.
"What's the matter with you? Did you drink my vodka when I was sleeping?"
-Since the target's level and stamina are high, 'Dragon Fear' has been applied only to a certain extent. 
* All bodily functions fall into a 'rigid condition'. (-60%)
Ancient Giant Bears were much stronger than this little dragon.
Was it because of their low level and intelligence? Certainly, the baby dragon's "Dragon Fear" skill was paying off. 
"Oh, my God…" Hanho said, giggling at the spectacular scene.
"Sungwoo, these guys from Siberia are all like hamsters despite their huge build, aren't they?"
Today, Siberian hunters at Yongsan Station were being treated as hamsters.
Yong or dragon, the legendary animal, was described as the most powerful creature in both East and West.
Grrrrrr! Grrrrrrrrr!
Sometimes it was portrayed as being comparable to God, or even accepted as God himself. 
Grrrrrrrrr-
And the skill that the dragon can best reveal his dignity is the skill called 'Dragon Fear'.
"What the heck? What's the matter with you? Were you guys hit by that little creature?"
As the Tsar guessed, the Ancient Giant Bears were horrified.
Dragon Fear means the fear that the target feels when they see the dragon. 
It is a fundamental fear that goes beyond ultra-low frequencies that can be felt by beasts such as tigers and lions. If a fragile creature faced it, of course, all of its muscles would be paralyzed, and in severe cases, it would die immediately.
Sungwoo thought, 'Mir's Dragon Fear is still weak, but it's more than effective.'
Even though he was still a hatchling, Mir, who was from an absolute race, made monsters that were hundreds of times larger than him, get cold feet, and shrink.
Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
As if they were ashamed to run away, the huge bears began to move their paws like pillars.
Thump... Thump...
However, their movements were unusually sluggish. Furthermore, their legs were clearly seen trembling violently.  Even though they overcame their mental fear, they could not help but tremble out of fear. 
Thud······
Since their muscles were judged "stiff" by the system, their "status abnormality" was bound to continue unless some appropriate measures were taken.
"Why are you idiots so slow?" The tsar shouted.
As if he was pretty offended by their funny movement, he stretched his hand behind his back. Then, Tatana handed over the bottle of vodka to him. He drank vodka hysterically, threw the bottle, and broke it. Then, he lifted his index finger and pointed at Mir, raging into anger.
"Damn it! Trample that wiggling thing and kill him!"
Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.
As if he was surprised by his shouting, Mir clung to Sungwoo's feet. Then, he stared at the tsar, growling at him. His red eyes flashed once.

It was just one of those ordinary college class sessions when all of a sudden, texts and quest cards started popping up in the air.
While everybody is flustered by the strange situation, all the lights go dark and the lecture room is engulfed in pitch darkness. Panicked, everybody is afraid of reaching out and taking the quest cards, but not the main character, Seong-woo: He instinctively realizes that he has to pick a card to survive, and he chooses to become a necromancer.
Soon after, a tutorial quest appears, and the entire school turns chaotic. Suddenly, goblins pop out everywhere and start slaughtering people. Survivors find it hard to adjust themselves to all the sudden changes, but Seong-woo overpowers one of the goblins by using his necromancy skill and starts to complete the quest given to him.
Seong-woo continues to grow his power and so does a number of his followers. He is surrounded by the forces of death that vow loyalty to him, as well as talented followers and trustful colleagues, but he is challenged by numerous villains in addition to a system that threatens to degenerate all of humanity.
In a world that is facing a change that it has never experienced before, a necromancer destroys everything with his committed forces!

"I can't take it anymore. I've gotta get out of this place. Are you with me, Hammie?" The thin woman ran her long, pointy nails through her short spiked hair and then stretched her arms, arching her back sensuously. 

The curvacious brunette shook her long, soft curls. "Snake, you know we can't get out. There's guards. We'd never make it. And don't call me Hammie."

"Not now, Hamster." Snake stressed the full name. "But soon. And I know just when." Snake grinned evilly.

"What?" Hamster bounced in place.

"Keep it down! If they hear us, it won't work."

"Okay, okay! But what do you mean? Don't leave me hanging!"

"You in there! Lights out was ten minutes ago. That means it's quiet time. Do I need to come in there?" A chubby guard leered through the bars keeping the two in their cage. The women hurried into their bunks and lay demurely on the scratchy blankets. "Aw, such a shame." The guard moved away, walking down the aisle between cages. They overheard him as he walked away. "I know that cutie Hammie's got a buyer lined up, but I wouldn't mind a piece of that Snake if you know what I mean." Coarse laughter echoed off the high ceiling.

"Dude, you'll get us both fired if they find you messing with one of the pets. Just … don't."

"That's only if they catch us."

"Hey - don't include me in this! And there's cameras everywhere. There's no way YOU wouldn't be caught."

"Oh, don't tell me you wouldn't tap that if you had a chance. Or if not Snake, then one of the other pets. Working stiffs like us will never earn enough to buy a pet. But I have a way around that. The key is …" Snake crawled to the foot of her bunk, straining to hear the rest, but he was too far away.

"Oh no!" Hamster wailed before bursting into muffled sobs.

"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry about it, Hammie. I've got us covered. Just you wait and see." Snake leaned off her bunk, dangling upside down as she tried to comfort her friend. 

*****

Christmas Eve was a busy day for the pet store, and customers in designer clothes and diamonds browsed for last minute gifts. A skeletally-thin woman half-hidden in furs and heavy make-up paused in front of Snake and Hamster's cage. Their bunk had retracted into the wall like always, and there was little to do other than take turns on the tread-wheel. Hammie was on it now, frantically running, and Snake leaned against the wall, picking her nails and glaring.

"Oh, she's perfect! Just as you described on the phone. Darling will love her. But I simply can't pick her up today. We're hopping on a shuttle to visit his parents - they're at the new Mars resort until after New Years, and we're joining them. Could you hold her until mid January?"

"Certainly. And if you'd like, we can have her wrapped and delivered on a day of your choosing." The smarmy salesman rubbed his hands, anxious to close the sale before the holiday. 

"That would be lovely." The woman smiled frostily. "What gift wrap options do you have?"

"If you'll come this way, I'll show you the options." The salesman tapped his tablet, and Snake sneered at the red "Sold" stamp that flared over Hamster's holographic description.

"Oh no," Hamster moaned quietly, slowing on the wheel. "What am I going to do? They're going to take me away!"

"I told you. Chillax. I've got this. Keep running and don't let them suspect anything." Snake used an emery board to sharpen her nails into even sharper points. She watched the passing customers with unblinking eyes.

*****

With a flash of the lights, bunks slid out of the wall and the tread-wheel slid into the opposite wall. Hamster hopped off the wheel and sank onto the bottom bunk. The lights dimmed by half, a five-minute warning for the pets, after which only the nightlights would be on.

Snake remained propped silently against the wall. When Hamster opened her mouth, she held up one sharp-pointed finger. Hamster closed her mouth and pulled off the scratchy blanket to wrap around her shoulders. She huddled, shaking, as semi-darkness fell in the pet store.

Snake looked up at the camera in the corner. This tiny device tracked their every move, waking or sleeping, and had since they'd been placed on display. The blinking red light could drive one to madness, and perhaps it already had. 

Through the long night, Snake watched the light blink unceasingly. The chubby guard didn't patrol their aisle tonight, and the other guard chose not to say anything if he even saw Snake as she waited motionlessly. 

Snake smiled as the light blinked one last time and stopped. She sauntered over to the cage bars and looked out. All across the store, the myopically blinking red lights had mysteriously ceased. Silently, she crept toward the cage door, making sure to stay on the side farthest from the bunks. Hamster nestled on the bunk, pretending to sleep. 

Barely visible in the dim lighting, a chubby figure approached the cage. His attempt at stealth might have been successful if the inhabitants weren't awake. A low beep sounded as he pressed his keycard against the cage's door and he slipped through with a lewd chuckle.

"Merry Christmas, Danny-boy," he whispered to himself. In his haste, he did not seal the door behind him. In his eagerness for his long-awaited prize, he did not see the shadow lurking. He only had time for one muffled shout before sharp nails pierced his carotid artery. Two pairs of hands lowered him to the ground and then, after he bled out, drug him to the lower bunk and arranged him neatly. The scratchy blanket scrubbed the floor clean enough to pass in the low light. Then a thin figure and a curvy figure slipped into the aisle on their first steps toward dawn's new light.

An unlikely team, Snake and Hamster, put their heads together to escape the pet store on the only day of the year there is no staff; Christmas.

A one-shot for a writing prompt - target length 1k words.

"I promised my mom that I would never let the pets affect my studies, but ..." The little girl grew sad and started crying. 

"But think of it this way, if your studies were impacted, your family would certainly not allow you to continue to raise it. Maybe they would send it to others or give it up. Wouldn’t the pet be pathetic?" he patiently explained to the little girl. 

"Woo..." The little girl looked at the hamster, imagining the scene of it getting lost on the street. 

"It’s not completely impossible for you to raise a pet, but from now on you have to practice your self-control, such as getting up and going to bed on time, without being reminded, and helping your family with housework, like sweeping the floor, cleaning the dishes, and preparing food. The most important thing is to study hard. Don’t be left behind. Got it?" 

The little girl saw hope in those words and nodded happily. "Yea! I got it! Thank you, Mr. Manager!" 

Zhang Zian smiled. "You are welcome. However, saying is easier than doing. It is easy to do it for one day or two, but it will be difficult to keep at it long term, so you should set a small goal first, like doing it for a semester, and let your parents see your effort."

She pumped her fist and said, "I can do it!"

"Okay, go to school and don’t be late," Zhang Zian responded. After sending the little girl away, he fed the three cubs and the hamster until they were 80 percent full. Many people who loved pets were afraid of not feeding their pets enough food, so they fed the pets until they could no longer eat. This topic was still controversial. No matter whether they were human beings or animals, the best way was to eat was between half and 80 percent full. Many studies proved that people and animals would become more healthy and live longer this way.

To eat less and more frequently was a good habit. People would get high cholesterol, high blood pressure, and other chronic diseases if they ate too much, as would pets. Zhang Zian often saw fat cats and dogs struggling to walk down the street, which wasn’t healthy at all. Wasn’t there some news that some Siberian tigers were fat like balls?

The ancestors of pets were wild beasts, which were always threatened by famine. They wouldn’t stop eating until they couldn’t eat anymore, because they didn’t know when their next meal would be. Nowadays, home-raised pets had neither natural enemies nor fear of famine, but their habits were preserved. Pets couldn’t control themselves, so they needed breeders to control them. Never feed pets too much if you loved them.

For the pet shop, it was enough to feed the pets to seventy or eighty percent full. If a customer came, the pets would more enthusiastically wag their tails to ask for food, which enhanced the sales. A pet who was fully fed would lazily lay on the ground to digest, ignoring the customers. It would be hard to sell it and find its real owner. A pet shop was just a temporary stop for the pets, not their final home.

While the pets were eating with a good appetite, Zhang Zian sighed because of the gloomy business. How long could he run the store like this? 

"Meow, Zian is unhappy?" Galaxy was sensitive to his change of expression. It squatted on the crib he had prepared for it, burying half of its body in a soft sponge pad and only exposing the upper half of its face. Its silver gray eyes stared at him, sparkling.
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"No, who said I was unhappy? I'm so happy!" He cheered up because he could not let a kitten worry about him. "Come on, should we play hide and seek, Galaxy!" 

"Meow! Hide and seek! Meow! Hide and seek!" Galaxy was extremely excited, its eyes sparkling. The crib gently shook due to its actions.

"Should I still seek and you hide?" 

"Meow! Zian seek! Now Galaxy is serious! Galaxy is afraid of itself when it is serious!"

Zhang Zian felt speechless. Galaxy had copied his words from several days ago. "Well, go and hide! I’m warning you that I’m more serious than you are today! I’m sure to be the king of this game!" 

"Meow! Meow!"

Zhang Zian ended up losing the game again. Did Galaxy lose on purpose on that day? After they finished the game, he was resting on the couch, eyes watching the pedestrians outside the shop. There were so many people; why didn’t anybody stop by the store? Galaxy looked at him with its sparkling eyes.

…

Ta! Ta! Ta! The sound of high heels was brisk and rhythmic like drums. Zhao Qi finished her morning work and left the office with her purse. She was trying to find a restaurant. She usually ate lunch with some close female colleagues, but today her boss had blamed her for something, which left her in bad mood, so she had rejected her friends’ invitation. She wanted to be alone for a while.

She walked down the street with her head down, biting her lip. The more she thought of it, the angrier she became. "Obviously it was not my fault, why did he blame it on me?  Rumor has it that the new assistant is the manager’s relative. No wonder the manager always stands on her side! I'm so mad! I want to quit!"

She didn’t actually intend to quit her job. After all, the economy was in a downturn, and her salary was not bad. It would be risky to quit without any other offers in hand.

"Patience! I need patience! One day I will teach that b*tch a lesson!" She was breathing heavily, and the sound of her high heels became disorderly. When the sign of the pet shop entered the corner of her eye, it didn’t draw her attention…

When the sign of the pet shop entered the corner of her eye, it didn’t draw her attention. She took out her phone and checked a message... 

When the sign of the pet shop passed the corner of her eye, it didn’t draw her attention. She felt an itch on her neck and scratched it... 

When the sign of the pet shop crossed her eyes, it didn’t draw her attention. She saw a car with an interesting plate…

When the sign of the pet shop crossed her eyes...

"Uh? Pet shop?" She stopped. She was starving, but she was so angry she didn’t want to eat anything. She had never raised a pet or thought of doing so. "Well, let me take a look. I will leave if there's a creepy reptile!" She decided to go for a look, since she had nothing else to do.

Galaxy put its head down and closed its eyes, as if it had been fighting hard against the sleep monster.

"What's wrong, Galaxy? Are you not feeling well?" Zhang Zian sat down on the deck chair. He didn't notice the professional woman coming to the door, as he was focused entirely on Galaxy’s unusual behavior. 

"Meow... Galaxy is sleepy… Galaxy needs to sleep for a while..." 

Zhang Zian felt relieved and said softly, "Go ahead." 


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

The year 3082, Human-animal hybrids that look mostly human are on the top of the food chain. After the human and large animal mass extinction due to viruses in 2568, the survivors were forced to take the DNA of common animals and mix it with their own in order to try and make a hybrid that can survive in this world. The common animals that survived without hesitation included common livestock (cows, sheep and goats) and some house pets. 

But with every up there is a down, these human animal hybrids started thinking highly of themselves depending on what animal they are mixed with. Eventually the main ones that became bosses were the dogs, cats, snakes, cows and horses (dogs and cats being the elites). The hybrids that stayed at the bottom of the bag were the bunny, hamster, bird, mouse, sheep, goat, pig and poultry ones. I was born in a wealthy family being a dog-human hybrid. Since this world is now corrupted the hybrids thay are at the lowest level eventually sell themselves as servants for the hybrids at the top. 

Once you are a wealthy top tier hybrid you can buy any low tier hybrid thats for sale. I turned nineteen last week so i am now able to buy my own hybrid instead of using the ones my parents got. Buying hybrids is not a walk in the park though, even though they are for sale, you can't just take any one you wish, they have to agree to be sold. The easiest way to get a hybrid is going to the markets in the low tier villages, there you might find someone with names and information about hybrids for sale. Thats where in will be going today, i will try to find a hybrid suitable to be my "servant". 

I traveled with my bodyguards to a place in the low tier markets to try and find a hybrid. After an hour of searching i found a bird-human hybrid that was selling other hybrids. He looked shady but it looked like he was true to his word. If you are a wealthy elite and you travel to the low tier villages alone then you are more than likely to be killed. Being an elite wont stop the low tiers from tearing you to shreds, after all, it is the elites fault that they are so socioeconomically low. My bodyguards are goats who were saved from poverty, now they loyally serve me and my family. 

After a few minutes of browsing through information papers i found one that caught my eye. It was a bunny-human hybrid, she looked rather skinny and worn out. I asked the seller to send me to that hybrids location, and paying him he did. When you are sold to an elite you don't get the money, the seller does. What you get is a chance to live with the elites, which is something everyone wants.

We drove to the hybrids house to pick her up, when we got there it was a three store building. Apparently she lived on the first floor in the first room to the right. We walked over and knocked on the door, the seller had already told her she was being sold to an elite so she was to get ready before we even got here, but we weren't strict with time so we waited a few minutes on the doorstep. Finally the door opened, my height was about 6'4 but when i looked down at her i calculated she was 5'5 tall (not including bunny ears). Just by looking at her i could tell she had taken long to prepare for this. Her makeup was a bit rushed but still looked nice, her hair was nicely done and the sundress she was wearing was quite stunning too.

On the busy streets, neatly dressed Orcs, Gnomes, Werewolves, other creatures, and Winterfell citizens were waiting at the public Beetlemon stop for the late public Beetlemon. 
Behind the Beetlemon stop was a Magic Stone bank, NeverReturnMoney.
At the bank entrance, a fully armored Orc guard was chatting happily with a female Orc bank employee. The female Orc looked disinterested.
"….the Sludge Monster said to me, 'It's not intentional that I ate your table.' Hahaha. He ate my table. Hahaha, ha…" The Orc guard laughed, but the female Orc was emotionless. The Orc guard stopped laughing and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Yes," the female Orc replied quickly.
"Good… wait for a moment, those three…"
The Orc guard frowned as his hand reached for the sword at his waist. The female Orc took a glance and ran off immediately.
Three Hamsters with a mix of black and white fur wore shades as their claws grasped a large black bag. They stood at the side of the public Beetlemon stop, facing the bank. Their location had the most creatures passing through.
A fat Hamster gestured to his two companions to get ready.
Behind him was a rounded Hamster who raised up his claws abruptly.
"Big Boss, can we eat after this heist?"
"Fat Otaku, you have other options besides eating. You should stand out and do something that you'll not do for an entire life."
The Big Boss Hamster turned his head and placed his claw on Fat Otaku's shoulder.
The Hamster on the right surveyed the surroundings and said, "Big Boss, there are more creatures now. Shall we…"
"Okay."
Big Boss nodded and placed the black bag on the ground. He squatted down and used his meaty paw to take out an item from the bag—a black magical loudspeaker.
The two Hamsters behind him took out a guitar and piano from the bags.
Big Boss bent down and placed a big bowl in front.
"Deng, deng, deng~deng, deng, deng~"
Fat Otaku plucked the strings of the guitar, which produced notes belonging to the musical style of Western Cowboys.
"Dong, dong, dong, dong."
Second Boss played the piano, which emitted deep moody music.
The two instruments repeated and complemented each other.
Big Boss inhaled, and his chest was puffed up. Then, he sang in a helium-voice, "Don't ask me where I came from~My homeland is…"
"Sh*t! It sounds terrible!"
"D*mn! I'm going to vomit my dinner from last night!"
"Shall I give you money not to sing? Stop singing!"
Before long, the bowl in front of Big Boss was filled with rocks, soil, and worm skins.
Fat Otaku threw his guitar to the side and started eating the edible food on the ground.
A compassionate Succubus with canvas shoes and a slanted backpack walked over and placed a Magic Stone into the bowl. 
"Though life's difficult, you have to buck up!"
The three Hamsters gathered together. They opened their eyes widely as tears welled up.
"That's the group! Catch them!"
"Don't run!"
While the three Hamsters were moved by the Succubus' gesture, a team of Winterfell Garrison Guards charged over.
"Run!"
The three Hamsters grabbed the Succubus, who gave a shrill scream. Then they fled together.
"Eh? Wait! Why am I running? I'm going to work!" the Succubus shouted in panic. She wanted to be rid of the Hamsters, but they had an unknown strength that she couldn't throw off. She was being pulled along.
The three Hamsters and the Succubus ran into a blind alley as the Winterfell Garrison Guards charged over.
…
"Wait! We're innocent! We just sang a song on the streets! Is that wrong?"
"Shut up! You're a wanted arsonist! You have another jailbreak crime!"
"Big Boss! When did you become an arsonist? And a jailbreak too?"
"I've finished playing the guitar. Can we eat?"
"Shut up! Both of you! Both of you are guilty of arson and jailbreak too!"
"Wait, I'm just a Succubus passerby. I'm not related to them. I have to work!"
"Shut up! Do you think we'll believe you without bail?"
"Board the Beetlemon! Bring them back!"
…
At the Winterfell Garrison Guard Station…
A lamp was pulled over, and the blinding magic light made Succubus Evelynn squint her eyes. 
A Gnome Garrison guard sat opposite Evelynn. He slapped down a form on the table and said, "Female Bathroom Attendant of Winterfell Special Talent Center, Door Guard of Beyond Expensive Estate Sale Department, and Merchant Alliance Office Intern. The people whom you claimed know you didn't vouch for your innocence! What do you say?" 
"I… I don't know the three Hamsters…"
Evelynn's eyes were filled with tears as she looked on with grievances.
"Evelynn! How dare you say you don't know them!" The Gnome slammed on the table and said, "You've called them three Hamsters!"
"But I was really rushing to work. I saw them busker on the streets and felt that they were cute and pitiful, so I gave them a Magic Stone to encourage them. I really didn't know they were wanted criminals."
As Evelynn was about to continue to speak, she was interrupted by another slam on the table. The Gnome shouted, "Do you think that the Winterfell Garrison Guard will believe your nonsense?" 
The Gnome continued yelling, "Is there anyone who can prove your innocence? Or bail you out? If there isn't, I'll pronounce you guilty! We've prepared the verdict."
"Wait, I haven't gone through a trial."
Evelynn was trying to defend herself when the Gnome slammed on the table and shouted, "What a joke! Contempt of the Garrison Guard, you'll get a heavier sentence!" 
"Wait, wait a moment! Let me think!" Evelynn was about to cry as she pondered. Then she quickly said, "Lord Sherlock! Yes, Lord Sherlock still owes me five Magic Stones. He can prove my innocence. No, he can bail me out!"
…
Sherlock sat in front of the computer as he controlled the Undead on the screen to execute an ultimate roll to evade the fatal blow of a Devil BOSS.
Because he was focusing on the computer, he didn't notice a letter on the table.
Until he made a wrong maneuver and was crushed to death by the BOSS. 
"Shucks—"
Sherlock lifted his head, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and inhaled through the openings between his teeth.
"Lord Sherlock, take a rest before continuing your research. You have a letter that just arrived," Bru said.
Sherlock pushed the computer aside and looked at the letter that contained the words "Mr. Sherlock—Winterfell Garrison Guards".
"Since when did I have dealings with the Winterfell Garrison Guards?" Sherlock frowned. He was sure he didn't know them.
"I don't know. Did you empty the Ancient Ruins? I mean, were the gamers discovered when they emptied the Ancient Ruins?" Bru asked speculatively.
Sherlock shook his head and remained silent. He picked up the letter and started reading.
"Mr. Sherlock, Miss Evelynn indicated you as her bail guarantor. After receiving this letter, please proceed to the Winterfell Garrison Guard Station to apply for her bail. Remember to bring enough money for the bail—Winterfell Garrison Guard Station."


Sherlock is a new generation Dungeon Lord whose ambition is to become the greatest Devil King and building up the greatest Dungeon in the Underworld.
He summons a group of other-worldly goblins who give themselves strange names, form cliques, engage in commerce, and even fight among themselves.
They call themselves—Gamers!

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