I called on my Sylvian Lightning, feeling it hum to life beneath my skin, but the purple lightning was wilder and less predictable. It lashed out toward me, crackling with ferocity, and I had to adjust my control quickly to avoid getting zapped to death. My green lightning quickly healed any burns.
"You know," I said, carefully stepping forward, "if you weren't here, I'd probably have to go through the baptism of a main character and get hit by lightning until I was half dead, then move on to the next treasure with my last breath and reach it three-quarters dead. I'd keep half dying all the way to the fourth treasure," I chuckled.
What? You are unconvinced I'm the main character? What a joke, my cheat was the three hottest women in all realms, who also happen to have an amazing background and almost peerless power. Much better than some system that would enslave me with missions.
