Genesis Volume 2 - Sex Stories

Genesis Volume 2

... skill/ability. Skills: None Name: Veritas Level: 15 Profession: Lord of the Underworld Race: Human Class: Merchant of Death Title: Grand Tamer HP: 280/280 MP: 250/250 SP: 260/260 Stats Stamina: 26 Strength: 28 Mana: 25 Wisdom: 18 Luck: 20 Agility: 26 (+2) Dexterity: 28 Popularity: 180 Skills: Charisma- NPCs are more drawn to you, makes the users more physically attractive to other players. Related to the popularity stat Cooking Intermediate lvl 1- Dishes have some regenerative capabilities Blacksmith Intermediate lvl 1- Weapons are no longer completely useless. Artisan Intermediate lvl 1- Crafted materials don’t feel like needles to the skin. Alchemy Beginner lvl 7- At least the cause of death will be known. Abilities: Airstep (Active) Intermediate lvl 2- user can now two steps mid-air. Trading (Passive) Beginner lvl 3- allows to buy item for 3% cheaper and sell them for 3% more. Earth Molder (Active) Beginner lvl 2- Can mold actual shapes Death Knight (Passive) Class specific ability- When user dies he/she gains +1 in all stats, excluding popularity; at night/darkness mana and stamina consumption reduced by 50%. John slumped to his seat fighting gravity he signed in his ENC class. The chair next to his moved, “hello, great spending time with you last night,” a peeved Kerrie said. Having forgotten about their arrangement he apologized profusely. “It’s okay can we set it up for tonight instead.” He shook his head negatively saying he had some prior engagements to finish. ...

... “Fine anytime this week good for you,” he shook his head again. “Okay, do you have a partner for the assignment?” The assignment in question was to form a party of three go into Genesis and by the end of the semester they’d write a paper about their adventures. Members in the class had to either choose their partners or be assigned one. Being as shy as he was John shook his head. “Since you owe me this much I’ll join your group,” crossing her arms. Smiling he muttered, “thanks.” She returned her smile, “No need to thank me we’re friends aren’t we.” Friends a word so foreign to his ears it might as well be Russian. Seclusion was the only thing he knew for the past four years. Hearing her words caressing his auditory nerves activated his pleasure center causing him to smile genuinely. “Yeah… I guess we’re friends.” Veritas was thinking inside Rocco’s tavern. During the day there was a low amount of users in there. Because of his high popularity, charisma and familiarity he was able to reserve a private room for free. He could make more weapons coated with various effects to sell. As he’d noticed with the guards weaponry they are short term; also this method could be easily copied. He wanted something unique, which would propel him far ahead of the curve. Next to him, Rus was enjoying a piece of chicken leg. “If only materials could assimilate just like you,” he whispered. Suddenly an idea popped in his head. Jumping out of his seat, he grabbed Rus and ran to the door. “Don’t worry ...