The leader of this group in front of which Bellua now found his footing introduced himself as Muse, while addressing the girl as Books - an odd name, he thought - and the bird as Ebil. “Anyway! We probably shouldn’t spend too long on pleasantries," said Muse, now without wings. "This part of the school’s turning to void! Either of you know any good escape routes? Or perhaps a safe area?”

The demon nearly winced at the word 'void', thinking back to his time spent in it. It wasn't a fun experience, having lived there from birth to almost present day. With the school seemingly falling apart, according to Muse's observation, it'd only be a matter of time before the entire area was swallowed whole. Thinking on this, he shook his head. "I've recently arrived here myself," he said. "I'm looking for someone special. Maybe you've seen him."

Immediately after speaking, another human happened to join the group's ranks, speaking to its members, then addressing him directly, asking for a name. "My name is Bellua," he answered. "This here is Rae." He motioned to the girl at his left side.

"Hmm, I guess so," Leon nodded in response to GM's latest suggestion, sitting down on the bed behind GM, his legs folded under him. "I mean, wolves do hunt in packs in nature. A single wolf may be taken down by a trained man, but nobody would stand a chance if you throw a whole pack at them, even if the wolves in question aren't in perfect health anymore." Leon knew better than to fool himself on that point; if Rin had been in any decent shape, or if there was more than one of them, he simply wouldn't be standing here at this moment.
"As for your suggestion about wings, I don't know. I mean, sure, it might look cool, but won't they get in the way more often than not? Never mind that it would make for an obvious target when the wolf in question is flying. Alternative idea: judging by what you have shown before, isn't there a way you can make them fly without the need of wings? If nothing else, it surprises anyone who thinks they can get away from them by simply climbing. And we both know how much surprise can hinder logical though, right?"
It was strange; where Leon couldn't stand the idea of someone dying just so that he could survive before, he was having very little trouble with the same thing now.
Maybe it had something to do with the other persons being faceless numbers instead of someone he'd actually met in person? Or maybe he'd just gone past that last tipping point now... A rueful smle forced its way onto Leon's face -- which, considering the timing, could easily be interpreted as having something to do with his earlier comment about surprise hindering logical thought instead.

Muse nodded at what Rae and Books said about the void. “Yes, this place is disappearing.” He clarified. “I don’t know much about the void myself or what it could do to us, so it’s probably best we avoid it for no-” He cut himself off as he saw Nautilus approaching him, his eyes growing wide first with surprise and relief but then a hint of anger as he listened to the roleplayer’s apology. “Jeez, don’t do that to me, man! We were worried about you – thought you’d been swallowed up by the void or something!” he snapped, before quickly calming himself down. “Argh, it’s alright, so long as you’re safe…” Can’t say the same for everyone else, though…

His attention then turned to Bellua as the strange man spoke of searching for someone. Upon closer inspection, the man was definitely not a roleplayer, so… a character? How’d he wind up in this group? Well, no matter – even if the void couldn’t hurt roleplayers, he was certain it could hurt characters. “Well, Bellua, I’m searching for a lot of people, too – but right now we need to make sure we all stay alive!” he told him. “Come on, then, if we keep going down this hallway then hopefully we’ll find some way out eventually – or at least a part of this RP that isn’t crumbling.” He spoke up, turning to run off again but waiting for the others to follow.

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A sly grin spread across GM’s face as he listened to Leon’s reasoning. “You’re right.” He remarked. “Can’t believe I never thought of that before! Wolves that can fly without wings might look a little awkward in the air, but they more than make up for it with the surprise factor as well as practicality… I like it!” he chirped, fiddling with a few more settings by playing with the interface in the air. “Oh!! And speaking of their health, what if I added a sort of regenerative ability, as well? Like, they can heal their own wounds? Oooh these’ll be the best wolves yet! I mean, I have no reason anymore to make their power levels unbalanced, not if these wolves are truly my personal army… A few more adjustments and you’ll be able to beta test them!!”

Books followed Muse. She was still limping slightly. It was more of her left leg than her right. She stopped for a second to readjust her socks. For a second a horrible looking blackish purple bruise was uncovered on her left ankle. She pushed her hair back as she stood back up straight. She glanced behind her at the others as she saw the area around them flicker and she clenched her hands into fist.

Well, at least GM was happy now, which made it less likely that the guy would kill anyone in the nearby future. Hopefully, this would include Leon too.
"Regeneration sounds like as good an idea as any, especially when they'll operate in packs. That way, whenever one gets hurt, the others can cover him until he heals. As a result, the only way to beat them would be to take all of them out in one fell swoop. You.. probably don't want to make them truly immortal though; If there's anything that we can learn from stories, it's that making immortal and unstoppable beings never ends well for the creator in question. " Or for anyone in their surroundings, for that matter, which logically was quite a bit more important as far as Leon cared. Which brought him to another question that he had to ask, even if it was very likely that he wouldn't like the answer. "...By the way. I hm, I get the feeling that I don't really want to know this, but uhm... what do you mean when you say 'Beta test them'?"

GM chuckled at Leon’s remark about what happens to those who create ‘immortal and unstoppable beings’. “I doubt I’ll have anything to worry about.” He told Leon. “These creatures will be completely under my control. They’ll have minds of their own, yes, but simple ones – minds that would never question authority, and that I can override at any time. I can always call them off if they take something too far or, in a worst case scenario, delete them.” He grinned.

“As for the beta testing, well, you’ll see when we get there.” He chuckled. “Though I should make sure first that you’re properly set up for it…” he mused, minimizing his work with Rin momentarily to look for something else, quickly rifling through folders filled with long lists of files, most of which were labeled with obscure names consisting of seemingly meaningless jumbles of letters and numbers. He stopped at a file whose name stood out from the rest, called “Basilix”. Opening the file temporarily revealed not the image of GM’s dragon, though, but rather that of a more humanoid lizard-man. He quickly waved his hand and shoved the image off the “screen”, however, instead pulling up a long list of code that also seemed to be part of the file – the programming language in question unidentifiable. Minimizing that as well, he went looking for another something else, this time opening a folder containing far fewer items - only “rpg001”, “rpg002”, “rpg003” and “rpg004”. He opened “rpg004”, but an error message appeared in place of a visual display. GM closed out of it so quickly that the message could barely be read, but it seemed to say something along the lines of something being “incompatible” and therefore “could not be displayed”. Regardless, Godmodder was still able to pull up a similar list of code. Retrieving the Basilix code, he highlighted a sizable chunk of it, then copied and pasted into rpg004’s. After that, he took a moment to quickly proofread the code, his eyes expertly skimming the vast text to ensure that everything was correct. “There; it should work now.” He spoke up, saving.

After that, GM spent the next ten minutes or so similarly playing around with his program – whatever it was – particularly editing the new Rin. After messing around with the code and adding a few aesthetic changes, like adding some flame-like violet streaks running from the creature’s forelegs along its sides, he finally took a deep breath and laid his folded-up computer on the floor.

“Alright, I’m ready.” He told Leon, standing up and walking to the far wall. “We’ll need more room, though…” he hummed, before spreading his hands out in front of him and watching as the far wall flew backwards, and the two adjacent walls in the newly created hallway pushed out away from each other, creating a large, empty space in front of them, about the size of a high school gymnasium. At first, the area almost looked like void, but closer inspection would reveal edges where the walls met the floor and so forth, and like a freshly-produced polaroid photo, the black of said walls, ceiling and floor slowly shifted into a generic-looking dark blue. “Ahhhh now this is finally starting to look like my old place!!” he cheered, running out into the open area and leaping into the air as a plain-looking office swivel chair appeared beneath him, catching the eccentric figure as his shins landed on the seat cushion and his arms grabbed onto the back support of the chair, laughing the whole way as inertia pushed him forward and into a spinning motion around the chair’s rotational axis.

“Ahhh now for the fun part!!” he grinned wildly, beckoning Leon to follow him into the new room as he rested his arms on the top of the back of the chair. Once the roleplayer entered, GM snapped his fingers and six duplicates of the new Rin appeared in the open space, their eyes locked on Leon as they all began to growl and snarl. “Now then,” GM spoke as he stood up on the seat, pointing his finger dramatically at Leon with his grin spread wide. “Sic ‘im, girls!!”

Which is what every mad professor ever told to their helper, Leon thought when GM waived his objections away. Without exception, they were all killed by their own creation. Of course, that might actually be a good thing in this case, and Leon very much doubted that he would grieve over GM if it actually happened. Not that he would ever share this with GM, though.

'Properly set up for it'? Well, that sounds ominous like nothing else. Much according to his earlier expectations, Leon didn't really like the answer to his question. Still, it's one of those things where you really don't want to be surprised by it. By now, the young man was pretty sure that by 'beta test', GM meant 'get maimed by'. Which, as obvious as it might be, was not really Leon's idea of having a fun time. Well, might as well try to see if I can find out anything interesting while GM is busy
Sadly for Leon, this wasn't really the case; GM worked far too fast for Leon to find out about anything interesting, all he could see being some kind of lizard demon and some kind of programming. Whatever it was, it wasn't something he had ever seen before. Maybe if he had the time to look at it properly he could find out what it was about, but for now it might as well have been a bunch of random symbols, totally indifferable from each other if it weren't for the graphical image that popped up with each file.
As if the computer had hear Leon think, the next file GM opened spewed out some kind of error message, which the evil being then immediately removed. What did it say though? Incom-something? For some reason, Leon doubted that GM was part of any incorporation. Unless... This entire thing was rigged by a large party rather than a single person. Which raised the question of why they were doing so. Where it was easy to believe that a single madman could do all this just for the sake of fun, that wasn't likely when a group was behind it. Either way, it wasn't anything Leon could find out right now, and he had bigger problems on his mind anyway -- like, for example, how to not get killed by the wolves that were surely about to be sent out to kill him. If only he had something to defend himself by, anything at all.

In a stroke of 'luck', GM spent quite some time on putting the finishing touches on the new Rin, giving Leon some time to look around the room some more. Sadly, it looked like there was no weapon anywhere in the room. Not to mention the fact that, even if there was one in the original room, the fact that GM warped the room to something inrecognizable to its original state would have removed any weapons that were there. Just how powerful is this guy?, Leon wondered. Much like had happened before though, GM didn't give him time to think about it, seeing as the possible demigod then summoned him to come closer. Well, here it goes...
Ever so carefully, Leon followed GM into the new room, fully expecting him to be attacked at any minute. In a last attempt of finding something, Leon looked around one last time in his approach. Come on... Isn't there anything to defend myself? Now think, and fast. What could be in a room like this? I can't expect there to be any knives in a bedroom, but maybe there's something decently heavy? Like a thick paperback or someth- Again, as if it was summoned by his words, Leon caught sight of exactly what he was looking for just as he thought of it. "What the...," he whispered. Halting for only a brief moment, the man then quickly snatched the book off the ground and continued his way into the all-too-obvious deathtrap

Surely enough, moments after Leon reached the new room, GM summoned severel copies of the wolf he has just created. "Well, I can't say I couldn't expect this," Leon muttered, trying his best to oversee the quite frankly terrible situation. Six to one... Considering the fact that he only survived his encounter with the original 'Rin' with the help of Rose, and that said original was in a very poor state, there was little doubt in Leon's mind that he was not going to win this battle. Still, he was not about to just give up. He stepped back a bit, raising the book he'd picked up earlier as if it was a baseball bat -- albeit a very short one, then waited for the wolves to attack him, hoping he could take down at least one. Sadly for Leon, his reflexes were not nearly as good as the wolves', who quickly brought him to the ground and sending the bok skidding across the ground before digging into his flesh. Futilely struggling against the onslaught, Leon did his best to keep the wolves off of him, but it was to no avail. With each passing second of agony, he felt his strength leaving him more and more, his struggle becoming inversely weaker. The last thing Leon saw before his sight went black was the title of the book. Frankenstein: The Complete Collection.

GM smiled pleasantly at the sight of how easily his new pets took the roleplayer down. He was almost disappointed that he didn’t get a good chance to test out their flight or regeneration abilities, but those were tests for another day. “Good girls.” He spoke to the wolves, and they immediately backed away from the corpse, their demeanors becoming much less frightening as they idled at GM’s side. Stepping up off his chair, he kicked the book aside as he approached Leon, watching him for a moment as if waiting for something. “Any minute now…” he mused, glancing at his own bare wrist, before finally he’d gotten the result he’d wanted. Right beside the corpse, the air seemed to ripple for a moment before another being materialized just like the wolves and all his other creatures had – except this time the only thing that appeared was Leon, not only alive once again but also healed of all injuries, including those he’d received earlier that morning.

GM grinned. “Welcome back!” he chirped. “The wolves work great! Almost better than my old pal Wai! Although, Wai was a security measure, but these guys make a better all-purpose army.” With another flicker of his eye, all but one of the wolf pack disappeared, the last of them perched calmly beside her creator as she continued licking the blood from her chops. “Told ya they’re under my control.” He told Leon, petting the lone wolf as if it were a loving black lab. “Now then… what to do next…”

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Before the others could follow Muse down the hallway, the void reared its ugly head again. Except this time, it wasn’t just a flicker from the floor or the walls. Instead, the void completely engulfed them, and upon feeling a chill run down his spine, the shapeshifter realized that he’d lost sight of the entire party. “Aw, shit!” he cursed. “Nautilus! Books! Bellua! Where’d you guys go?!” he shouted as his body turned around uselessly in space, wondering if the sound of his voice would even travel past his own face.

A second later, though, light returned. A blue sky could be seen above them, a sandy desert below, and a sense of gravity slowly returning to assure them of which way was up and which way was down. Instinctively, Muse shifted instantaneously into his dragon form and, diving after the others, he swooped down and caught all the falling figures he could spot before quickly finding them a landing spot on the ground. He allowed the players to step off and then transformed back to his usual human self, and quickly realized that not everyone he was with before was still with him. Bellua was the first he’d noticed was gone, and while he did feel a small amount of pity he couldn’t say he was too surprised. As for the roleplayers, well, he’d met so many of them so recently that he wasn’t completely sure who or how many of them were left. He took a moment to do a head count, trying to silently identify each one in his head as he went, but he stopped as soon as he encountered a completely unfamiliar face – a roleplayer who’d been hanging out in the desert prior to their arrival. “…Oh. Hello.” He greeted awkwardly. “Who are you?”

Rae was standing close to bellua when the world went dark, she tried reaching out for him but her hand couldn't find him, everything was cold and all she could see was dark.
she was scared.
then the light returned, her feet didn't appear to be on something. she looked down and only saw the desert a very long way down. terrified, she looked at everyone else, wondering why she wasn't falling, then she did. Gravity seemed to suddenly reassert itself and she dropped like a rock, she didn't even have time to scream, it all happened so fast.
then there was a dragon beneath her, she landed on his back rather uncomfortably, the dragon caught all the falling people she could see, then dropped to the ground and landed.
Rae slid off, nodding to the dragon "thanks" she looked around, Bellua was missing. she looked around for any signs of other falling people but saw nothing. then she noticed the new person, Muse beat her to the punch and asked the new boy who he was.

Callum seemed to faze out for a bit, not just him losing concentration, but physically faze out of existence, but Callum could feel it. One second he could kole and the next everything just went tits up and he disappeared. But then after a while or maybe just a split second...or was it a hour? Callum didn't know, but he was back. He was extremely confused,. "Wa-......What the f-" Callum was interrupted by the fact that he saw a few people coming down from the island...well...more like falling but still. He was still relatively close to the person he had met. With his balanced somewhat fixed. When one of the people started talking to kole. Callum walked forward and tilted his head. "What" He looked at the person who had introduced himself towards Kole...."What"

"-AAAGH!," Leon screamed from the moment he reappeared, much as if he'd never stopped screaming in the first place. Which likely would've been that way if his airway wasn't ripped out. A short moment later, when he realized that the pain in every single fibre of his body had stopped, so did his screaming cease.
"...Wuh? But... How... why... wha? But the wolves... and then dead. Not dead. Schrödinger. Corpse. Wut?" The poor abused young man muttered as if he'd lost his mind. To be fair, most people who get mauled by wild animals tend to be pretty shaken by the experience, and that's when they survive the ordeal rather than get revived later on in some bizarre fashion. Either way, it was pretty clear that he hadn't heard a single word GM just said, instead checking out his current non-dead body and the extremely familiar corpse on the ground. "Still alive. Somehow. No pain. Arm good. But... how?"

Kole had stopped thinking, a huge spanner in the form of a dragon had stopped the gears in his mind from turning. Then the dragon became a person with wings letting some of the people that had dropped with it from the floating island stand on their own two feet. The words of disbelief from his friend drew Kole out of his comatose state.

“What?” Kole repeated, frowning in confusion and disbelief. “How did how did you do that!?” He had completely forgotten that the dragon/angle person thing had asked him a question beforehand.

GM chuckled, amused by Leon’s confused babbling. “You really haven’t started to figure out yet just how powerful I am, have you?” he grinned. “I brought you back to life, of course! What good is a beta tester like you if I only get to use you once? I suppose I could always throw together a disposable batch of players, but that just sounds wasteful! Especially when said beta testers can sometimes be pretty useful in the design department, too.” He chimed. “At any rate, life and death are as simple as an on-off switch to me. I can kill or revive any one of my servants and pets at any time. As for the arm, well, reviving a person brings them back to their best physical state by default. Doesn’t make a lot of sense to revive someone with injuries, does it?” he chirped. “And uh… the corpse… I know there was a reason I arranged for the corpse to stick around instead of simply vanishing. What was it… oh yeah!” As his face lit up, the remaining members of the wolf pack rematerialized. “Gotta remember to feed them this time~!” he sang, before allowing the wolves to dig into the spoils of their kill.

“Still not sure what to do next, though.” GM hummed to himself. “Mmmm perhaps you could help me design the rest of Kakrah? Er, I mean, whatever I’m going to name this new place. Gotta fill the void spots up with something!”

"I- I guess..., " Leon answered, finding it hard to divert his eyes from the wolves feasting on his flesh -- or at least his previous body, however that was supposed to work. Apparently GM was even more powerful than he'd already expected. Up until now, a good amount of the thing he saw could be explained to some extend by trickery. But this? He felt the pain, the incredible pain from the fangs tearing away at him. And now, nothing, not even the injury of his arm was still there. He could think of no other way someone could do all this, not if they were just human. Which implied that GM was in one way or another superhuman. Which in turn meant that he could do the most horrible things to Leon if he wanted to, without ever allowing him death's release. On the other hand, at least now he could to a certain extend know in advance when GM was going to do something to him, rather than having to look over his shoulder every single moment.

"Well... We don't want people to just waltz into the place, right?," the young man broke his train of thought. "So maybe add some defensive structure here and there? Maybe some kind of system where, if you trigger a sensor, gates will be unlocked releasing wolves? You know, like a guard dog system, except more automated. On that note, maybe we should add camera surveillance too? Just in case someone manages to slip through the cracks. Of course, that would mean we'd need someone or something to look at the cameras in the first place..."

"What" Callum was now next to the kole while also facing the thing that was a dragon but now wasn't. "Kole, What the hell is going on here" Callum was now a hundred percent sure that this was a different planet or realm or something. "I mean.." Callum looked at the person who was a dragon a second ago. "You were a dragon, and then you were not...and.....arrrrgh, What the hell is wrong with this place!" Callum curled up his fist and dramatically flailed his arms

“Oh, uh, hello to you, too!” Muse greeted just as awkwardly as Callum came into sight. Then, “Shh! Shhhh… nothing to be afraid of, here.” He spoke, trying his best to calm the two newcomers. “I’m just a, uh, I’m a shapeshifter, see?” He told them as his black wings vanished. “And um, I assume you two are roleplayers? Yeah, that makes sense; if you were characters then you’d probably be better dressed for this desert environment… Anyway! These friends of mine are roleplayers, too,” he gestured to the rest of the group. “And uh, sorry to drop in on you so suddenly. We just had a bit of a run-in with the void – you know, the big stretches of blackness that seem to be taking over the landscape as of late. My bad. So uh… questions?” he grinned awkwardly. "I really don't know how much you two have learned on your own yet."

Callum tilted his head "Wait what" He muttered once again. Now, Callum had figured out that there was something magical or something going on. But right now he was completely confused. He had been with Bellua for a bit so a shape shifter was....not completely crazy. Just mostly crazy. But then he heard a word that made him really confused. "Roleplayer? What are you thinking about, you can't just be be a dragon for a second, turn back into a human and say roleplayer! Well, I'm more surprised you know that word- never mind. Just tell me what's going on. I mean seriously, you can't expect me to just be okay with being push into this madness!"

“Things.” Kole almost hissed in reply to Callums question, many chins appeared as Kole’s neck receded into his torso. “Things are wrong.”

While very confused and worried Kole was also extremely curious about this place and listened intently to the not dragon’s explanation. Thoughts ran through Koles mind slotting this very little amount of new information into place. Words and sentences danced in his skull to the beat of a rapid drum to organise into cohesive questions followed by answers stemmed from his earlier observation of the local area. On the outside Kole’s eyes had begun flickering about in an attempt to following the flittering thoughts and ideas running rampant through his skull. This was a very strange place that much Kole was certain of, but he would be damnned if that would a good enough explanation for him.

“Calm down Callum or you’ll miss the good bit.” Kole rounded on Callum with hands help up, still holding his phone, in an attempt to calm the both of them down.
“So what are your names and how does you shape shifting work?” Were the first questions to roll off Kole’s tongue as he turned back to the de-winged angel not dragon. “It looks too fast to be biological so I’m guessing that it’s somewhat technological though I can’t see any sort of equipment or are you some sort of robot? But if so then would the term shape shifter still apply?” Kole frowned in thought, tapping his phone against his lips in thought.

Kole then shook his head to get the unnecessary questions out of his head, maybe the heat was making his mind go all foggy. “Hold on silly question there, umm.” He blinked a few times before continuing. “Right, uuh, first of all where are we? Because where ever it is its making my phone malfunction, though thinking about it this looks too odd to just be random magnetics or something.” He turned over his phone to let the new arrivals see it’s little message.

“Furthermore.” A suspicion crept into Koles mind as memories of recent events that brought him here resurfaced. “You said ‘Roleplayer’ what do you mean by that?” It might just be the same word used completely differently so Kole sought clarification before he let the suspicion develop.

Nautilus tried to follow Muse to escape to a safe place. But before he even started running, the void of destruction managed to catch him. A second later, there was a feeling of weightlessness because currently he was free-falling towards the desert below. Upon seeing a dragon, he tried to direct his trajectory so that he would land on the dragon instead of smashing himself to the ground. Still, however, it was not a soft landing as seen in a few retro platform games; having accelerated throughout, it was definitely a crash landing. At least I'm still alive, he thought. But as he stepped down after the dragon landed, his right feet, which landed a split second before his left, couldn't withstand the pressure of his own weight and he soon collapsed to the ground. "Aaargh!" was the only thing he could spontaneously say, needing fifteen seconds before he could tell the rest of the party what had happened to him. "Seems my leg's injured from that landing. Need help".

“Nah, I don’t like the idea of making Team Rin into a squad of guard dogs.” GM answered. “They make a better all-purpose army. You know, adding some extra viciousness wherever I need it.” He grinned. “As for security, I have my old pal Wai for that!” he chirped, before the aforementioned beast materialized in front of them. The creature was fairly large, but still had plenty of room to move in the spacious room. While its surroundings almost made it look small, the monster had to have been at least the size of a large van, with its head almost as tall as GM himself and its ears extending far above. Its rounded body materialized almost instantaneously, and GM beamed with pride as the shape of a gargantuan bunny rabbit materialized in front of them. The lack of a surprised reaction implied that, yes, this was indeed the ‘Wai’ he spoke of. With fur primarily white, save for a tan spot covering the left side of its face, the supposed guard animal seemed almost completely non-threatening.

But only for a second.

With a twitch of its nose, the beast’s attention snapped onto Leon. Its fur stood on end, claws unsheathed themselves, and its jaws opened to reveal massive, razor-sharp teeth at the same time that it let out a horrible screech. Without hesitation, Wai dashed towards the roleplayer, jaws opened wide as he prepared to tear the boy apart, but the creature was only held back by the one being in the room more powerful by itself. “Wai, stop!!” its creator demanded, swiftly putting himself between the two as he forcefully held the beast back with his own hands. “Calm, calm… This one’s on our side, now.” He told Wai as his palm met the creature’s forehead. After holding him for a few moments, the monster’s bloodthirsty demeanor soon faded, his expression replaced with a much more docile one. “Sorry about that.” GM spoke as he released his hold. “Wai here’s programmed to attack any ‘intruder’ – that is, really anyone unless I specifically tell him not to attack someone.” He explained. “So long as there’s no one around to attack, he goes back to being an adorable little bunny rabbit.” As if on cue, the oversized housepet hopped towards Leon, innocently sniffing the boy as rabbits do.

“But anyway!!” GM changed the subject. “You’re thinking much too inside the box – quite literally, I may add.” He gestured to their surroundings. “I’m quite content with my humble abode for now. It’s the rest of this realm that I’m not sure what to do with yet.” He grinned. “You see, my old game had a strong medieval fantasy feel, but this Guild place has inspired me; perhaps I could incorporate all sorts of genres? I’d have an even stronger player base that way…” he rambled, waiting for Leon’s input.