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There’s this scent one associates with their parents. You don’t even think about it until you’ve been away for so long, and it returns, towing unwelcome memories with it, shoving them at you all at once. That scent was here, burned into the thin walls....

“Have you come to kill my father? You’re a little late. He’s already dead. Do you want to come in? I’m making lemonade!”

have been alone my whole life. I have been surrounded by my hive, yet I have been alone. That is okay, I now know. It is acceptable to have your own thoughts, your own mind, despite what they say. But it is also acceptable to be alone and want the strength of the hive. There is no shame in that. No contradiction. That is what this book attempts. To make a hive of those who will never cross paths, except in these page

New achievement! Loner.

You entered the dungeon without any human companions. Didn’t anyone teach you there is safety in numbers?

Reward: None! Haha. You are so dead.

Never would have imagined running commentary of an RPG being played would be this entertaining!

Those in power often only ever see their opponents as worthy when those opponents wield a power similar to the kind they hold themselves; they don’t ever think to look for power in the forms they do not know. It is how I often humble and best both brethren and mortals. From gods to men, trickery levels us all.

The writing is so good that the language of mythology doesn't feel awkward as it usually does.

He axed for mete; and specially he axyd after eggys. And the goode wyf answered, that she coude speke no frenshe. And the merchant was angry, for he also coude speke no frenshe. Thenne at laste a nother sayd that he wolde have eyren. Then the good wyf sayd that she understood hym wel. Loo, what sholde a man in thyse days now wryte, egges or eyren? /i>
Reminds me of Italian in Malta skit.