Wraithwood Botanist 2: A LitRPG Apocalypse Adventure

by Little Lynx

a constitution.

a high constitution.

took place

took first or second place

any.

anything.

What do you want?” Aiden’s eyes glided to the left in thought. He knew what Everan was doing, but he felt compelled to determine that question. What did he want? He didn’t know—he never knew. “See?” Everan said after the pause. “Most people never find that answer, so they die feeling unfulfilled—filled with regret. But once they find that…it fills their calling and makes their life blossom.”

“Aren’t you free?” “No. None of us are free. There’s laws and rules and property. Yet money opens nearly every door imaginable. It gives you the freedom to do just about anything.”

drop up. And

drop. And

Earthian

Terran

POV

screen time

down.

out.

sight.

loading platform.

full

whole

waving

weaving

picking the

picking apart the

luxury.

luxuries.

of

from

never burned.

never been burned.

pointing them at

pointing at

pulse of net of

pulse of

group.

domain.

that kill

that will save her from what kills

’em…”

’im…”

backpack, put

backpack as it could hold, put

got in.

got.

were shutting, but

were swelling shut, but

fueled.

healed.

hair

air

ramming its beak

ramming beak

Earthian

Terran

chasing

changing

into

onto

wing

wind

it

I

check—especially

practice

released

realized

barriers

berries

same that

same experience that

feet, looking

feet ahead, looking

to

for

repair

repairing

healing

healable

this murder

this, murder

’em

’im

of emotion and state

of emotional state

cappin’ the

cappin’ about the

bore

bared

Thinka ’bout

Think ’bout

his

her

filled

followed

and

to

this right?

this all right?