Sora couldn’t help but feel a mountain drop on her shoulders. “What do you mean: I’m going to help?” Her aunt chuckled. “Sora, I told you before, I am only an intellectual construct of your aunt; I hold no real power. I can guide you, but you must be the one to act out the
Sora straightened as Inari continued. “When you think of myths, the stories that are told throughout your history, what are they representing?” Ashley cupped her chin. “Hmm, in connection to your previous statement, I assume it has to do with ethics. So, my guess would depend on the tale, but they are all meant to
Sorry about the lack of chapter last week. We also will not have any chapters this week. I have a severe ear infection that turned into an ear+ ear canal infection. As I only have one working ear, and it happens to be in that ear, it has been a bit debilitating. I will continue
“I feel like people are throwing the term ‘Married’ around like candy…” This hume who is now my husband is making my head hurt. “What is candy?” Dubhe, the fluffy ex is interjecting herself. It irritates me. Know your place, ursine! “Well, maybe as a hume, you might not understand the significance of being flexible
Sora’s vision cleared as the ceiling came back into view; Wendy stirred beside her, rubbing her eyes. “I’m a little scared about what we’ll be doing.” Lifting herself, Sora nodded. “Me too, I don’t want to mess up. I don’t know what opening your Core levels will do or what that involves. My aunt described
“Grrrrr…” “Come on, I got you.” As much as he is being helpful, I’m mad that he’s helping me. I’m a dragonfolk! I shouldn’t need any help! “You probably haven’t used those muscles in like… a long time, right? It’s not a big deal, here hold on.” He’d scaled up my old body, and is
Uh, so… They won’t eat me? Maybe if I just act like a rock, they’ll forget about me and go wallow in their own problems. Maybe I should just go back to sleep. “Lillia, what are your plans?” This Tristain hume is talking again… Almost as if this dryad has a reason to answer to
Sora’s vision focused on a gray-furred Vulpes as she nodded rigidly. Olivia’s voice was soft spoken. “If—that’s what you’ve decided.” Her white dress was fitted but showed a few rips that had repair work done and there were three blue stripes on her sleeves. Mimi’s yellow irises locked on Sora. “I will have Olivia guide
“Huh?” Why does he look he’s watching something tiresome? What’s with that lackluster response? … Dangit. It’s recovery time, I must sell this now! I’ve made a mistake, but I can’t back out! “W-well, you seem unhappy with your married life…” “Yes… That’s true…” “S-so, I’ll do whatever you want… as your wife…” It’s better
“You did.” Oh, that bearfolk, Dubhe was it? She sounds like she’s getting upset. She has such a murderous stare. You hume better run~. “Huh?” “You passed my seed to Dubhe.” The dryad gently holds her belly while sporting a happy smile. A Dryad’s seed…? How did he pass the seed from one to the