Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161027180109/@comment-26517142-20170629205141

(No worries on my end dude. We are already in the middle action of the story, to let you guys know..)

The ParaSlime watches her own self settle. Her eyes dart to her left. A misshapen blob lifts itself from the floor forming the blank smiling face at Isaac. "AH.. I forgot YOU own this world... don't you, Isaac Kifer, mercenary for hire ...? "

The ParaSlime darts back, nearly stumbling at the presence of the Queen. "Queen.... Farggoth."

That chronicler.." said the Parasite Slime from the outside. "...will lead us to the scholar. The one who had studied all the essences and related lore of the land of magic. Once we gain the magic of the land hidden in the barriers... we will becomes moe powerful than every Parasitic Slime in this realm! We will be invincible!!"