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Master is busy grinding in Ciar Advance right now (solo because she’s crazy!) so I’m here instead!

She told me to post this picture for everyone~

Happy Turkey Day everyone!

(I wish Master would bring me some turkey, but apparently, some unknown force won’t let her! Oh well. Maybe when we’re home from this dungeon we’ll have a good bite to eat!)

~Eiry

I loved talking with her. I didn’t use her to fight much as soon as I got strong weapons. I couldn’t bear the pain of damaging her any further. Screw you, Ferghus. SCREW YOU. You’re lucky I was poor back then.

I happily spent my days with Eiry, killing and getting stronger slowly, as I was still new to this new lifestyle and combat-filled days.

Then, I hit level 25 and made the biggest mistake that still haunts me up to this day.

I got a quest from an Owl Duncan sent me. Claiming to give me experience and money.

But when I went up to Duncan for my experience points, the most horrific event in my life ever happened. Eiry flew out of the sword she was in. I looked at her eyes, and she seemed to be under a horrific mind control spell. She told me “Thank you for everything, it was fun.”

But I knew she was crying on the inside as I looked into her eyes.

She started flying away, out of my grasp, and I tried to get her back. But it was to no avail.

“EIRY!!!! NO!!!! DON’T LEAVE ME!!!!” I cried out really loudly. I ignored the weird looks people were giving me.

She mysteriously vanished out of sight, as if she were to disappear forever. I felt tears well up in my eyes. It was at that moment I felt a tear land on my face. I knew it. Eiry didn’t want to leave me at all. I glared daggers at Duncan as he looked at me nervously.

“…Liar. You promised me experience points. You didn’t say anything in your scroll about taking my beloved Eiry away from me.” I walked away before he could say anything. “I turned around and screamed at Duncan, “I HATE YOU!” And ran off to cry.

I didn’t get any sleep that night. I spent the whole night crying my eyes out at the loss of my companion. I finally was able to go back to sleep in my bed at the wee hours of the morning. I had cried myself to sleep.

I didn’t do anything that day. I just slept. Until night-time, when I couldn’t just sleep anymore. I put on my Two-handed Sword and walked out of my house. A sudden thought came to me as I walked out. I was going to find information and see if I can ever get Eiry back. I slipped Eiry’s former sword into my pouch and set off.

Discouraged by not being able to find information on getting Eiry back, I started to fight with the very sword Eiry left me with. I got much better at combat, and I have even reincarnated a few times. The whole time I trained, I never forgot about Eiry, and I kept that sword away from Ferghus, because he’s not messing up my valuable companion’s keepsake.

You notice that some people slip and fall down in the shadows of Ferghus’ place? Yeahhhhhhh. That’s his blood in there. Totally not my fault the first time I tried to repair the sword.

…Don’t give me that funny look.

After a few months, I have been hearing some rumors about Eiry being hidden by Duncan in his basement. I knew I didn’t like that bastard at first glance.

My ability to Windmill was rather sufficient. I decided to go on a mission to discover the truth of what lies in Duncan’s house. Besides that scary cat of his. What kind of moron skips generation quests in the first place?

So, one night, when Duncan was over at Ranald’s place (probably drinking or something, that’s why he looks so stoned all the time), I snuck into the house. The cat was asleep, and I noticed something interesting. The cat wasn’t in its usual spot, and I saw a stairway that has never been there before. Taking notice to not make any noise, I tiptoed towards the stairway.

The sight bewildered me.

There was Eiry right there.

She was asleep, and she looked terrible.

Her clothes were tattered, and she looked like she had been beaten a few times. Also, Eiry seemed underfed as well. I walked up to her and nudged her gently.

“Eiry…Eiry! It’s me. Kiria,” I whispered.

Eiry slowly opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Kiria!” She embraced me like she would never let go. “I thought you forgot about me…”

She was in tears at this point. I returned that embrace with a even more passionate embrace.

“I would never forget about you, Eiry-chan,” I said softly. Eiry wiped the tear that started to form on my eye. “Eiry-chan. I’m busting you outta here.”

Eiry gave me a look of hope, but the hope in her eyes died down again. “But….I don’t have the strength to run…”, she said, weakly.

Without saying anything, I hoisted her on my back to her surprise. She gave me a startled shout but kept silent as I kicked open the window next to the basement, and ran outta there, carrying Eiry on my back. As soon as we got to a safe place, I took out the sword Eiry used to reside in.

“Eiry-chan.” I said as I motioned to her with the sword. “Hide in here.” Eiry gave me a look of shock and disbelief.

“You…kept it? You…kept my blade?” Eiry started to choke up.

I blushed a little, because she looked so adorable right then. “Why wouldn’t I?” I asked rhetorically.

Eiry couldn’t express herself in words. She started crying and gave me another embrace. I returned the embrace.

Then, the most unexpected thing happened.

She gave me a little peck on the lips.

I couldn’t help but blush a little. I could feel her blushing a bit too.

After five minutes of passionate embracing, we let go and just looked at each other for a while.

I was the first to break the silence.

“Eiry-chan,” I started. Eiry looked up at me. “I have a feeling Duncan will be looking for you soon. You should get in this sword I’ve been taking care of since you left.” Eiry gave me a look of hope, but it died down again.

“But…can’t I just stay here and hide with you, Kiria?” I shook my head sadly.

“If he finds you now, there’s no telling what he can do to you.” Eiry looked down and thought for a while. I knew that we would never be able to physically interact with each other ever again, and this would be the first, yet last time we would be able to.

Eiry looked up after a while.

“…All right. I’ll do it. For my sake and yours. We will always be together as companions, even if we can’t interact with each other like this again! But…wouldn’t Duncan notice if you walked by his house next time with me? He’ll recognize me instantly.” I smiled as I took out a stone from my pouch.

“That’s why I came prepared just in case this would happen, Eiry-chan.”

The stone I held was identified as a Female Sword Spirit Stone, which the picture inscribed on it very much fits Eiry’s figure. Before I started to invade Duncan’s house, I gathered more information in case Eiry couldn’t go back into the sword.

Apparently, there was a mine that housed spirit stones of weapons. It took me a grueling mining trip to get to the ores, as gremlins attacked me at every corner. As soon as I got to the ores, I started digging like crazy for spirit fossils. I would have to go to Edern to get them refined and identified.

Do you know the funny part?

It took me two trips.

No thanks to my friend not helping me when I told her I had a male spirit sword stone I didn’t want, as she left the mines to grab it, but the thought never occured to get me fossils too.

People are so selfish.

The second trip was delayed due to me threatening to kill Edern when I kicked him to the ground with the sword pointed at his throat, before I was restrained by the people in the area as Edern took time to recover. He looked at me with fear when I came back with the second batch of spirit fossils.

I told him I would kill him if there wasn’t a female spirit sword stone in this next batch. I held the sword to his throat as people cautiously approached while Edern refined the stones nervously, fearing for his life.

Lucky for him, the last fossil contained what I wanted. The stone I held in front of Eiry. I walked off happily when Edern gave me the stone as onlookers backed away.

“Eiry-chan, this stone will make you look a little different, but it’ll be enough to hide you from Duncan, and restore all your strength that Duncan bastard sapped from you.”

Eiry smiled. “You really do care about me…” I nodded and carried her on my back.

“C’mon, I know who just to go to for the ceremony!” We both ran off to Sidhe S…Scah…Shat….SIDHE SOMETHING. Eiry held me like she would never let go, as this would be the last time we could interact like this, ever.

“Tarlach.” I said to the bear on the pillar we were standing next to. “Take off that bear costume and be human already.” I pointed the sword towards the bear named Tarlach, and it instantly transformed.

“Ok, ok! You don’t have to be so violent about it!” Tarlach exclaimed nervously. I looked at him glaringly.

“Spirit weapon. Ceremony. Now.” I said bluntly.

“Ok, did you bring the 30 elemental rem-” Tarlach froze in the middle of the sentence as I pointed my sword towards his throat.

“Tarlach.” I said in an irritated voice. “We both know you’re addicted to it and you don’t really need it for the weapon. CEREMONY. NOW.” I handed the spirit stone for Eiry to hold.

“Uhh…the ceremony can only be performed with the stone, not with-” Tarlach froze again as I kicked him in the shin.

“Just. Do. It.” I said with growing irritation. Tarlach was shaking at this point as I handed him the sword that Eiry once resided in. I set Eiry on the ground holding the stone, as we gave each other one final embrace. I heard her whisper “Together…forever…” as we let go. A teardrop fell from both of our eyes.

Tarlach recited the incantation for the ceremony.

I watched as Eiry held my hand before she let go as she was absorbed into the sword.

After the ceremony was finished, the sword slowly floated into my palm, as I thanked Tarlach for everything before I set off with Eiry in my hand. Eiry fell asleep in the sword, as indicated by the slightly curled ball being flashed by the sword.

“Heh…get a good rest Eiry. We’ll do things together like old times. Together…forever…” I whispered as I walked back to my house.

The next day, I awoke to “Good morning, mistress Kiria!”

I instinctively responded as I rubbed my eyes with “Good morning Eiry-chan.”

There was something different about Eiry.

Perhaps it was the less modest clothes she had. I almost drooled.

But then, it hit me.

No, literally, as Eiry slapped me.

“Ow!” I cried.

“You’re such a pervert, choosing such clothes for me.” Eiry said.

“I didn’t know the spirit stone would give you such sexy cloth- uh oh.” I said as I got slapped again. I did a double take as Eiry was standing in front of me, rather than residing in her sword.

“Eiry…you can come out of the sword at will?” I said after a few minutes of staring at her.

She was different, but I knew she was the same Eiry. Eiry’s eyes started welling up and she gave me another embrace.

“I’m sorry…I didn’t know you had to go through such pain when Duncan took me away from you. I can feel the love you put into this sword…a love so powerful…that somehow, gave me the ability to come out of the sword…to be with you again.” She started crying, but it was a happy crying. I returned the embrace as I almost started to cry too.

“…Well…we made a promise…” I said.

“…together…forever…” Eiry finished.

We hugged each other like we would never let go.

It was like how things were supposed to be.

I was so happy that I could be with Eiry again.

“Together…forever.”

Normally, I would enjoy it.

But it was too early in the morning to enjoy, as I was still sleeping. I stuffed my face into my pillow in an attempt to drown out the noise.

It worked, to some extent. I went back to my comfortable sleep in my cozy bed.

This however, didn’t last long.

After about five minutes or however long (sue me, you lose track of time when you’re asleep), I am instantly awoken by the same old noise that woke me up every day.

“WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD!”

I mumbled as I sleepily turned my head in an attempt to get a bit more shuteye before being interrupted by a petite figure throwing back my covers. It was my Spirit Weapon, or as some people call it, an Ego Weapon.

No, no. She wasn’t a floating weapon.

She was the spirit that resided in one of my weapons.

You see, my Ego weapon is much more unique than all the Two-Handed Swords everyone seems to carry these days.

“Mmm…” I mumbled as I attempted to wake up. The glowing little girl sighed and shook her head at me.

“Master, you always sleep so late,” she grumbled.

“Sorry, but I still find waking up at 8:30 AM too early for me, Eiry-chan,” I replied.

Yes, it was the same Eiry that I’ve had since my first life in Erinn. She looked a bit different from her original form, but then again, everyone rebirths these days. They always change their looks, but they’re the same person at heart.

I smiled a bit as I noticed Eiry blushing, as she is still not used to being called that.

“I…I…t-thought I told you not to call me that!”, replied Eiry in a shy schoolgirl-like tone.

I felt a little sensation erupt from my nose at the way she responded. She really knows how to tap into my inner-moe desires, even if she doesn’t intend it. Time to tease her a little more while unconsciously stroking my little 10-year old loli flat chest.

Mmm…flat chests. *wipes off drool*

“But it’s such a cute name for such a cute loli~” I replied in a teasing voice. I noticed Eiry’s cheeks were getting redder by the second.

“S…s..stop that!”, replied Eiry nervously. “A…a..anyways…breakfast is ready.” As soon as she finished speaking she walked off into the kitchen.

I finally sat up and noticed I was touching my flat chest without paying attention again, and blushed a little. I walked up to my mirror and took a good look as I brushed my long silky purple hair. I’ve tried some different hairstyles, but the long natural look suits me the best.

Mainly because I can’t do my hair for crap. You see, I’ve abandoned my male body for the glamorous and awesome loli body that I’ve made myself. And yes, my skin /is/ soft and smooth. Because I’m still getting used to this body, I still can’t help but perv over myself whenever I’m alone, or unconsciously stroking myself on my chest.

This body is like my dream body. I love it.

I also enjoy my life here, it beats college anyday. I learn everything myself by reading books.

I couldn’t help but stare at myself in the mirror. I was just, so cute to myself. My pure lovely purple eyes. My balanced and toned yellow skin. My silky hair. And I adore these pajamas I’m wearing. I think I got them from a cosplay site, because it looks almost like the clothing Patchouli wears.

I went up to my small closet and took out my prized robe, the Trudy’s Rain Coat. It took me about 100k in gold to dye it to the colors of my favorite loli’s kimono, Isumi Saginomiya. I always made sure it was neat, because I love this robe. I left it on the hanger next to my bed for later, as I walked out of the room to the kitchen.

It was at the point I nearly had another nosebleed. Eiry was wearing the cutest apron as she made today’s breakfast for the both of us. She was wearing a frilly apron. I love frilly clothes. I couldn’t help but stare for a while until Eiry walked up and slapped me.

“Stop staring at me like that, you pervert, breakfast is ready~,”  chimed Eiry.

We both sat down for a helping of bacon and a side of berries. Just perfect for both our diets.

We started to dig in.

“This bacon you buy is really good~,” Eiry complimented. “I really love to cook with it. It’s so simple yet so much more tasty than all the weapons you’ve fed me~. You should learn how to cook too Kiria!”

“I can cook simple stuff that you fry or boil. But that’s about it. I’m not very good as a cook yet,” I replied.

“Don’t worry! Eiry will teach you how to cook well in no time!,” beamed Eiry.

“Aww, thank you Eiry-chan,” I said, smiling. I watched as Eiry blushed again, but she didn’t respond and went back to her food.

As soon as we finished, Eiry went back into the sword that I’ve prepared especially for her, and we both headed out of our house as soon as I slipped my robe on. Today we shall train some more and make lots of money.

“I summon, MYBACK!” I cried out. My loyal horse came over to me. I fed him some carrots and hung up my kite shield and mace on his saddle, and then we rode off.

~Kiria

Man, I’ve changed quite a bit.

Feel free to take a look at my really old posts and see the transition, lulz.

I might write later as I see fit but I’m gonna organize all my posts and stuff.

Here, have a Patchy and Isumi. <3

I got bored so I used two pics of Isumi and Patchouli and made a sig~

Edit: 10:47 AM

Finally, done with categorizing posts.

I must’ve been very unmotivated.

Maybe I should get back to it, so I can balance out my time with Mabinogi and Yggdra Union and all that good stuff.

You know, maximize my enjoyment of just about everything by adding more hobbies.

Now, where should I start?

Oh, maybe I’ll find a way to list my Mabinogi stats in this blog at the end of every entry.

I assume it’ll look something like this:

Rank 1 Skills: Windmill…

Rank 3 Skills: Icebolt…

…Well, oddly enough, I can’t remember the ranks of most of my skills.

But Windmill’s very important to me.

Mainly because it kills fast.

But mostly because of its hax range.

Rank 6 or lower range:

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Rank 6 but lower than 1 range:

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Rank 1 range:

[OMG HAX                                                                                            ]

Author’s Note: This is NOT an accurate scale of the range of windmill.

What I love about Windmill is the damage output, the ability to hit a lot of monsters at once, and the ability to give you seizures* more often.

*This is entirely dependent on your system settings, mainly if you maxed out the critical effect or not.

Unlike most skills, where the monster’s protection usually makes it harder to critical them, Windmill totally violates that principle.

Windmill basically screams in the monster(s)’s face, “$#@$ YOUR PROTECTION! *RAEP!*”

Ok, that personification sounded less graphic in my head.

Windmill ignores protection when its critical chance is calculated, and considering that most people with high rank Windmill would have at least 30% crit, the most any skill can crit at, you really don’t need to worry about raising your crit, as long as it’s around 30%.

Sucks to be you, hulk smashers. You get your first attack, but that’s about it for harder enemies.

Not to say Windmill has its downsides as well.

Oh Suwako, the HP decrease. Whatever will we do with losing HP when we’re already in deadly?! Most monsters in hard dungeons pretty much kill you in one hit anyways. Who needs HP?

Well…it could be handy so you could get hit into deadly instead of getting killed by a mimic for the 200th time because one of two things happen:

A)You click on the mimic and you manage to forget that you’re already in negative health. This will result in one of three things.

-The mimic eats your face. Your pride may or may not be damaged.

-The mimic gets owned by a lucky shot from you.

-You and the mimic kill each other at the same time. Additional blow to emotions may occur if the mimic drops a huge lucky on your corpse, and you’re out of Nao or too far from the room when you res at the statue.

B)Your windmill hits the mimic into deadly. If you don’t react in time to kill it, go to section A).

Yes, isn’t it funny that our worst enemies isn’t a huge frikkin dragon, a freak that doesn’t wear pants but has swords, but really, is the mimic?

Mimics are WMers’ mortal enemies. If they don’t die fast enough when you’re in deadly, you’re dead.

This is doubly true if 2 or more mimics survive your windmill in a mimic pit.

Well, there’s one more enemy that’s even worse than the mimics.

Oh Suwako, the damned suicide bombers.

Even if you hit them at the maximum range for Windmill rank 1, they /still/ manage to hurt you.

Remember the part about WMers having negative HP and the inability to go into deadly again?

Yeah.

Hate.

Them.

That’s where the high rank icebolt comes in, until Final Hit is out.

Icebolt makes a nice backup to your Windmill if the monster likes to go “ping” to your Windmill, or if you just can’t risk going into that juicy WMable group for epic exp.

Also, counter lock for skeletons.

I shouldn’t explain this.

Just shoot it when they’re almost prepared.

…

That sounded less graphic in my head.

The beautiful thing about Windmill as well is that it’s a one-strike attack.

If you have fast reaction, you can easily chain it into your normal combo attacks, making it freaking more powerful.

FUN FACT: If you Windmill a defending monster, you can usually charge and use Windmill again for bonus damage.

Fun Fact 2: Windmill can be charged after most skills you can use, making it a nice alternative for ice counter if you’re feeling lucky, or whatever creative uses you can think of..

That’s the beauty of it. Windmill lets you make up creative skill strings.

Anyways, I don’t have much to talk about anymore.

Writer’s block.

The main reason why I stopped writing much.

I made 3 RPGs that I’ve never finished.

I’ve made a remake of the same story 3 times.

Well, 2.

Also, Touhou is awesome.

I should totally make some image dumps of Touhou characters and various stuff like my favoritest loli ever, Isumi Saginomiya.

*drools*

Oh crap, I almost drooled on the keyboard.

*ahem*

Anyways.

My class is ending. I should probably get ready to go.

P.S: Lolis are awesome.