Sample Entry Two: Serara sighed for what was probably the fifteenth time as she brushed the floor of the common area in her apartment block. There wasn't a lot to do in Haven, she thought to herself. Everyday she would get up and eat a little bit of what she'd manage to scavenge around the town. Then she would go out and scavenge for more food. Sometimes she would then pop by the clinic to see if they needed her healing to help, but usually they already had enough people on staff. She would then wander around Haven and talk to some people, but all of that was usually only enough to occupy her time up to the early afternoon.
She didn't dare go into the tunnels by herself, after some people warned her that monsters lurked within. She was a druid, a healer class. She had some attack spells, sure, but if they attacked her directly they would wipe out her HP in a flash. Plus, this wasn't the same world as she used to be in anymore, and she wasn't willing to test if attacks still didn't hurt that much, like in her world. All that meant she couldn't go explore Haven North, which sounded like what the real world had been like before the Catastrophe happened.
She sighed again, and looked around the common area. If she was in Akiba her Housekeeping level would surely be in the fifties now, given how clean and sparkling the place looked. But this time Nyanta wouldn't come home and praise the cleanliness of the house, or tell her that she'd make a good housewife in the future. She wouldn't be able to go back to Akiba and hug Maryelle, or interact with Minori, Tohya, Isuzu or Rudy again.
Serara placed her broom against the wall and sat down on the couch, bringing her knees to her chest and squeezing herself as tightly as she could. She was beginning to miss home; yes, that's what it was. Crescent Moon Alliance and Akiba were her home, and she missed it and everyone in it dearly. She pressed her face against her knees and whimpered, tears flowing out of her eyes. When would she be able to go home...?
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Sample Entry Two:
Serara sighed for what was probably the fifteenth time as she brushed the floor of the common area in her apartment block. There wasn't a lot to do in Haven, she thought to herself. Everyday she would get up and eat a little bit of what she'd manage to scavenge around the town. Then she would go out and scavenge for more food. Sometimes she would then pop by the clinic to see if they needed her healing to help, but usually they already had enough people on staff. She would then wander around Haven and talk to some people, but all of that was usually only enough to occupy her time up to the early afternoon.
She didn't dare go into the tunnels by herself, after some people warned her that monsters lurked within. She was a druid, a healer class. She had some attack spells, sure, but if they attacked her directly they would wipe out her HP in a flash. Plus, this wasn't the same world as she used to be in anymore, and she wasn't willing to test if attacks still didn't hurt that much, like in her world. All that meant she couldn't go explore Haven North, which sounded like what the real world had been like before the Catastrophe happened.
She sighed again, and looked around the common area. If she was in Akiba her Housekeeping level would surely be in the fifties now, given how clean and sparkling the place looked. But this time Nyanta wouldn't come home and praise the cleanliness of the house, or tell her that she'd make a good housewife in the future. She wouldn't be able to go back to Akiba and hug Maryelle, or interact with Minori, Tohya, Isuzu or Rudy again.
Serara placed her broom against the wall and sat down on the couch, bringing her knees to her chest and squeezing herself as tightly as she could. She was beginning to miss home; yes, that's what it was. Crescent Moon Alliance and Akiba were her home, and she missed it and everyone in it dearly. She pressed her face against her knees and whimpered, tears flowing out of her eyes. When would she be able to go home...?