Monster Feria 3

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While Wayne was fighting with that monster alone, there was an audience got together around the fighting scene.

There was a subtle white-haired girl with shabby clothes and red eyes watching the scene.

She had a white dress, but the dress itself had some places ripped apart, and there were some mud marks all around her body.

She was a very bright kid, always smiling.

She came to the Orario not long ago thinking that she would become an adventurer and make a good reputation for herself.

She had never seen her parents before, but she grew up with his grandpa. She always listened to the stories her grandpa was telling. She learned about heroes of the past, how they overcame hardships, and how they never gave up.

When she heard those stories about heroes, he wanted to be one of them too. Who wouldn't?

As a kid, wouldn't everyone want to be a hero?

But his grandpa, too, left the girl, and she was left alone in this big world, all alone without anyone to call family.

Remembering the stories her grandfather told always told her, she decided to travel to the city of the dungeon, Orario.

She got her dreams; she wanted to become a hero. She wanted to become a person whom would one day be mentioned in the tales as the main character, whose heroic deeds are told from mouth to mouth.

With all those dreams, she traveled day by day from her village to Orario.

However, the reality was nothing like a fairy tale. No, it was not a tale but a cruelty.

When she first came to Orario just a month ago, she tried to join a family.

Of course, for someone to become an adventurer, they first needed to join a familia after all.

However, no one has accepted her. Every day she tried to join a familia, but everyone refused, saying someone like her wasn't suitable for adventuring.

She thought, is it because I am a girl, at that time. However, she couldn't find an answer.

Moreover, this was not the only thing that was hard for her. For a girl around her age, wandering around the streets of Orario without anyone to depend on was a very dangerous thing.

Although in the bible or mythologies, the symbol of evil would always be the devil, sometimes people can be eviler than the devil itself.

And she learned that directly from the cruel reality.

She learned that the adventurers she had always looked up to were not the pure heroes she thought. No, they were all demons in human flesh.

Sometimes, they followed her, trying to lay their filthy hands on her body. Sometimes they followed her, trying to steal her money.

This constant running situation made her really tired. She started losing her brightness, and most importantly, she started losing her hope.

After some point, she just started wandering around.

Just last night, she got almost assaulted by a bunch of adventurers. She was staying in the streets since she had already depleted all her money and couldn't afford to stay in an inn anymore.

And seeing a lone girl wandering at night, a group of drunk adventurers started following her.

With the hunger and tiredness of constant trying, she couldn't escape, and in the end, she got caught by those adventurers.

If not for the troops of Ganesha Familia saving her in the last second, right now, she would probably kill herself while drowning in despair.

And today, she heard there would be free food for the people who participated in the festival, and hearing that, she decided to come to the place she was standing right now.

The scene unfolding in front of her eyes is just like the stories her grandfather told her. A hero fighting with a monster that is far stronger than him, a hero that never gives up no matter what kind of situation he is in…

This was the story of Bell Cranel, the protagonist of the world Wayne was living in…

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What is the thing that makes Souls-like games very hard?

Is it the strength of boss monsters? Or is it the complex pattern of bosses?

It is none of the above.

Although the developers did a very good job while designing the boss monsters, it is not something unpredictable.

No, the thing that makes those games very hard is that you don't have the luxury of making a mistake.

No, you need to execute every step accurately; you need to know when to attack and when to defend, when to jump up and use magic to interrupt your enemy.

You need to know all of that, but knowing is not enough.

You need to focus on everything and not make any mistakes.

However, no matter who you are, every person is bound to make mistakes. This is what makes us humans, and this is what makes those games very hard.

Then you may ask, why am I mentioning those games before?

Because the situation I am in right now is similar to that.

Right now, the monster in front of me is like a boss, and it has higher strength, higher speed, and higher durability.

If I get hit by its attacks just one time, I will probably lose this fight.

This is the reason why I am putting everything I have into this fight and focusing on every cell of my brain to detect the monster.

At this moment, in this world, only this monster remains.

I attacked, dodged, attacked, dodged, attacked, and dodged.

I was jumping from one side to another, using the terrain to my advantage, sometimes blocking the monster's attack with my blades, forming a leaf shape in front of me.

And I could feel it. My attacks were getting stronger with every attack I successfully connected.

The more I attacked, the more I damaged its skin.

I have constantly been fighting non-stop, and my body was starting to ache.

Although I could feel my attacks getting stronger, I could also feel the power leaving my arms.

/CUT/ /CUT/ /ROAR/

I attacked Silverback's face again and cut its one eye, and this time I was able to penetrate it with my swords.

/ROAR/ /ROAR/

Losing its eye, the monster began to rampage and started attacking all around without any discernment.

At that moment, I understood the time to finish this fight had come.

I put my two swords in their sheaths.

My blades started rotating around my body like a drill.

I closed my eyes, relaxed my breath, and tensed every muscle around my body.

"Blade's Crescendo, final movement. [Sealed Fate]."

/CRACK/

Muttering the name of the move, I bolted to Silverback only to cut it past.

/THUD/

And with a thud sound, the body of the monster fell to the ground with its head severed…