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Chapter 41: Welcome To The Bone Zone.

I sat on top of a pile of rubble, perfectly imitating the thinker statue as I pondered on the things I would need to take on the catacombs.

Now I _could_  just go in combustions blazing but it can't be that simple.

This is Lordran...

Chapter 40: Lost.

For the first time since I left the asylum, I felt lost.

I was currently standing on one of the elevated positions in blighttown just looking down. In my hand, there was a half-finished bottle of alcohol. Just next to me were 3 more empty bo...

39: Quelana, The Mother of Pyromancy.

I had finally, finally made it to the second bonfire.

It had taken 2 more levels in poison resistance and a couple of dozen corpses as well as a sprinkle of trauma that I was going to repress. But I gotta say, having poisonous swamp mud insi...

38: ...Blighttown...

I stepped through the fog gate with the dragonslayer sling over my shoulder. I heard and felt the quakes caused by the gaping dragon dragging itself toward me but my stride remained firm.

I cast sunlight blade on the dragonslayer,...

37: Dragon Slayer

I pulled out my dual katanas and entered the boss room.

I forged these bad boys during the time I spent grinding. Exact same height, length, and weight. Perfect for dualwileding. I call them lefty and righty. I wield lefty and on ...

36: Gaping Dragon ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

After I had calmed down sufficiently I started traversing this dammed maze once more. Along the way I found a Swedish man wearing some funky-looking armor selling all kinds of stuff who called himself Domhnall of Zena. I bought some resins off of ...

Chapter 35: Thorny Joe.

Having accomplished my goal of acquiring pyromancies from Lawrence and having raised my flame to an acceptable level. I made my way back to the depths to finish what I started. While making my way there I used every opportunity to raise the level ...

Chapter 34 Pyromance.

I truly, truly hate the depths with all of my heart.

There is shit.

There are rats eating the shit.

There are slimes made up of trash and sewage eating the rats eating the shit.

O...

Chapter 33: The Depths.

*Sigh* as much as I loathe to admit it the beast has a point. I can't really rely on others. If I do so I will get complacent. And when I get complacent I will get weak.

And if there is something I hate most it's helplessness.

Chapter 32: The Door.

This is... new.

I had woken up in the undead asylum. Normally I would be having a heart attack by now but I was absurdly conscious considering where I was standing.

This isn't one of my nightmares I'm sure of it. But at the same time, ...

Chapter 31: A Beast.

One of the gargoyles dashed forward and slashed with their halberd diagonally but John simply evaded and moved closer. Exploiting the gap left by the side swing and using his superior speed he summoned his demon machete and slashed.