Defense was an important aspect of combat. Whether as a commander or as an individual. I rember playing an RTS in my youth where the AI scolded for being too aggressive. The character that rebuked for being a drunk made it all the more insulting.
"You aren't REALLY going to leave your base defenseless like that ARE you?"
I vividly rember the ga prompt. Turns out the mission itself had the AI constantly attacking you while you were doing an objective. They put that prompt in to save players the hassle or save-scrumming.
But even in gas where you didn't have a base, I often played hyper-aggressively. If it was a squad RPG, I would take a tank just because I had to. If it was an FPS, I rarely chose slow and armored builds. I only had one plan that always worked. ATTACK!
But that was only in gas. In truth, my addiction to offense in gas was because I rarely did it in real life. After all, unlike in gas, I rarely had the opportunity to "redo" my circumstances. If everyone could redo their lives, would anyone still choose to be a failure?
In my opinion, this was why soul gas were so popular. It was incredibly frustrating to learn the chanics. I don't think anyone enjoyed rolling around like a drunken squirrel. But by taking the hard road, players got better.
I had an acquaintance who wouldn't shut up about the phenonon. According to him, anyone who triumphed in a Souls ga was no longer a scrub. Ask any Dark Souls player to play a normal action RPG, and most will show an above-average skill level.
Basically, because the skill required to win a Souls ga is so above average, those sa players find everything else super easy. I couldn't relate to that because I never managed to finish one. I an, I was part of the ga-to-relax faction. Life was already fucking up, so why buy a ga that was only going to fuck up more.
In contrast, what I loved the most were turn-based RPGs and RTS gas. They were different from soul gas in one way. Such gas reduced the importance of a single individual and emphasized the power of a commander.
Although Cloud was the most iconic character of turn-based RPGs, people also rembered his motley crew. I myself adored Tifa for a very long ti. My porn history would show just how much. But my point was that while individual power was an important factor, coordination and teamwork were just as important.
And I know I had the chance to act like my favorite archetypes in strategy gas. The adrenaline junkie addicted to combat. My blood was boiling at the re thought of being able to cut loose. Of course, those who felt my emotions directly had their own opinions on the matter.
'Beloved... once again, your desire for blood is worrying...'
'Dearest, your penchant for fighting sotis makes doubt your sanity. I hope you are prepared for adequate paynt for my protection.'
'Sotis? Possum is always like this! Go wild Possum, your Sheila's got your back!'
'HEHEHE! Darling is so cool! Cut loose your majesty. You don't have to worry about anything!'
'You bitches need to stop spoiling him! Honey is already a moron. But whatever, as his {Kindred}, I guess taking care of the aftermath is also my responsibility.'
'Husband, do as you please, I will not let him harm you.'
'Anata, in exchange for protecting you, I want a date!'
So wanted to calm down. Others encouraged to go crazy. So thought that instead of expressing dismay, they could just profit from the situation. But I know for a fact that they were of one mind at that mont.
It was at tis like this that I loved them so much. My testosterone must have shot into the stratosphere. The thought of fighting for my life made my lips curl into a smile.
Of course, the blood also rushed to my head, so much so that I began to get tunnel vision.
'You all better be ready. After I kill this motherfucker, I will put a baby inside all seven of you.'
'...' x7.
At their silence, I rushed forward.
"[Analyze]! [Inventory] AA-12! {Blink}!"
I leapt through subspace and closed in on the Alpha.
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Na: Lizardkin Raptor (Monster)
Rank: Champion (estimated to be near rank B)
Soul: 250,000 (estimated)
Observed Abilities: {Scythe Rush} (tentative na), {Anti-Fate Scythe}, {Adaptive Agility} (tentative na), {Burrow Strike} (tentative na).
Background information: N/A
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Unlike most gas, my [Analyze] did not show any information I did not know. For most of the targets, my AI seed to be providing information to the screens I was seeing. This automatically ant that if Graveyard and my AI knew nothing, I would see the screen in front of .
It was even more useless than the one I saw for Andromalius. The current status screen had nothing of concrete value, except that it was updated in real ti, everything was a guess. Disappointed, I left subspace and appeared a few ters away from the Alpha's right side.
As the monster sliced the lizardkin like pieces of at, it dodged bullets with the smallest of movents. I charged at it, using the reptiles as cover. However, I suddenly felt cold, as if a pair of eyes were staring at .
Before I could react, a trio of Blood Odachi appeared to my left. A powerful blow struck them, shattering two of the swords. I felt a wave of energy pass by. Only to hear several thumps on the ground coming from all directions.
I felt a shiver run down my spine. {Sonar} detected that everything within ten feet of suddenly disappeared. This ant that Aki's bladewing had just saved from death.
The fear and excitent sent my brain into a frenzy. Slamming my legs into the ground, I ran forward.
"THAT WAS AWESO, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"
As I scread, I raised my AA-12 full auto shotguns and pulled the triggers. The sound of the shotgun shells was loud. The AA-12s that shot them out like puke were like handheld thunderbolts. Repeated destructive bangs rang out.
Probably not expecting to approach, the Alpha tried to jump. But it couldn't! We both looked at its leg and saw that it had fused with the ground. My shells began to slam into its body at the sa mont. It then shielded its face and crouched down.
This move was probably the {Scythe Rush} that cut Monday and Tuesday in half. I was too close! My mind realized that it was about to use its skill, but I barely had ti to do anything!
I kept running and firing my weapons, fully intending to put my weapon in its face. Worrying about it at this point was stupid. I trusted the girls to find a way. I was sure they would not let down.
The mont the Alpha began to move, a {Portal} suddenly opened in front of !
Unable to stop my montum, I entered helplessly. In the subspace, I saw an exit not far from where I was. I ran towards it, elated that my girls had pulled off a miracle!
As I stepped out of the portal, I realized that I was no longer on the ground.
The sounds of the wind whipping around scread in my ears. I was 100 feet in the air. Oriented to the ground. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire
Surprised, I quickly glanced down and found the Alpha in front of what looked like giant egg shells. My links told that my {Kindred} were behind them. Jo and Liv to be exact.
'This is not working. Exa, are we certain that my rounds are affecting it?'
[Yes, Lady Bella and Jas have deduced that any object charged with soul does no damage. On the other hand, blunt trauma works, though barely.']
'And those eggshells?
[Those are makeshift shields made from the fragnts of the Alpha dragon's corpse. Lady Jo observed that lizardkins wrapped in {Shelter} died faster from the Alpha's attack than those without. Lady Lilly believes that the scythe reverses cause and effect.]
'What the hell does that even an?'
[If your shield was originally strong enough to withstand the Alpha Raptor's attack, using {Fates} actually lowered your defense. So, similar to their Lady Jas's suggestion for ammunition, the Sirens intend to block the attacks with shields made from its forr body instead.]
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