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Author’s Note: I have never played D today it was just Chris and Zach, meaning they both got about twice as much Lust as they would have with 4 players… or at least Zach would have if he hadn’t gotten an Enchanted Condom.
Zach attacked the Succubus next. His attack was not quite enough to defeat the Succubus, but the Lust roll was a 17, nothing his character couldn’t handle. Chris attacked again. Though he defeated the Succubus, his Lust roll was over 4, signifying his character’s own death as well.
“Fuck it, I give up! Take my fucking soul, bitch! Now what do I have to do to take Zach down with me?” Chris snatched up the Rulebook and began to pore through it.
“Forget it, man, that’s not gonna happen, not with my Enchanted Condom!” Zach crowed.
“That won’t work on me. It says here in the rulebook: ‘The corrupted souls of adventurers are not subject to the effects of Enchanted Condoms’,” Osmanbey travesti said Chris, proffering the open volume.
Zach took the book and read. “What’s your Lust multiplier then?”
“It says that I start with a multiplier of x1, but that it increases as I get closer to Lilith, stacking up to a maximum of x4.5.”
Zach read the text, and his eyes sort of glazed over, as he realized that, despite his unbelievable luck starting out the game this time, he — his character — was dead. Or rather, his soul was — or would soon be — lost. It was only a matter of time. He could have beat Lilith on his own, probably, as long as he didn’t get too many low attack rolls, but he couldn’t deal with a second enemy at the same time, at least not one with a x4.5 Lust multiplier. Although his Lust meter would gradually empty while his character was not fighting, once he reached Lilith, there Osmanbey travestileri would be no way to get it back down except with his single, precious Minor Potion of Abstinence. He made a mental note to always have, if possible, a Greater Potion of Abstinence in his inventory as well, even if he had an Enchanted Condom.
“Well shit. Guess that’s it then. Bummer. Want to play to the end anyway?”
“Sure, it shouldn’t take long for my Mistress and I to take your soul.”
Zach snorted. “We’ll see about that. I may lose, but I won’t go down easy. I still have more HP than you.”
With that, he made sure to replenish his character’s HP before proceeding on towards the dungeon’s boss: Lilith herself.
* * * * * * * *
“Well, shit. For a moment I thought I was gonna be able to beat you AND Lilith. And then you rolled.” When Zach’s character had finally succumbed Travesti osmanbey to the combined onslaught of Lilith and Chris’ demonic character, Zach had been at just over 50 hit points, while Lilith was at less than 20, and Chris was in the single-digits. Chris’ luck had seemingly continued to be abysmal, getting low attack rolls, so whatever damage he did do, even with his Lust multiplier, was easily healed using a Minor Healing Potion on Zach’s part. Chris had begun to despair of ever besting his friend in this game, when what would have to be his last attack roll, regardless of the outcome, was a 20. Chris fully intended to lord this victory over Zach in the future.
Even so, it would have been nice for his character to not die in the first place. After Zach had gone home, vowing that he would triumph in the next game, Chris was lying on his bed, reading through the D&D rules searching for anything he might have missed that would help his character survive. Like every time before, he was finding nothing. When his mother called him for dinner, he sighed, closed the book and put it away before going downstairs.
As he left his bedroom, he didn’t notice that the book was emitting a reddish smoke.