Bounty Harlot by Alexei Tripmiov (World of Brutalia #1)
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Overview: A world unlike any other… A LitRPG unlike any other… "Welcome to Brutalia, the world that lets your inner brute roam free." Tasha skimmed the text quickly, rushing over the history of MMORPGs (she had heard Misha use the term before and had a sense of it), how Brutalia was essentially a very cool RPG, with a twist: It was adult-only, and it had no rules of ethics attached to it. Anything went: Say what you like, and more importantly, do what you like. "Especially with female NPCs and, yes, PLAYER CHARACTERS: Do with them as you wish (they’re here because they like it, if you get our drift)." Wow, she thought. Pretty tacky. And she, for one, wasn’t here of her own volition. In the section on "Doing with the ladies as you please," she came to a paragraph on her own character class: "You’ll especially enjoy the Harlot class of character, and we really do mean enjoy. Her ability to please is non-pareil (another reason for you to look into our patented Full Immersion Experience option), but even if you can’t afford her, fear not. In Brutalia, you’re allowed to take the Harlot class any way you can get her." Life, death, the nature of reality…and battles with flying monkeys… "The first minute of battle was an absolute mess. Monkey parts flew wildly about as the three guys hacked and slashed at the beasts, who landed about them like parachutists, their screeching cackles like something out of a chillingly effective though somewhat retro horror movie. Her invisibility gave her a bit of distance, watching the battle as she maneuvered into a decent position behind the pack of marauding primates. Orlando’s swordplay was a thing of beauty, economically slashing at the throats of the hideous creatures, blood spraying as he seriously moved to the next victim. Brand and Misha were more hack and smash. She had noticed that players lacked the same elegance of bladework that the locals possessed, as though the gameplay function limited their abilities to number-crunching math and virtual die rolls, while the locals actually believed themselves to be engaging in serious martial arts. But they were effective. As the highest level member of the group, Brand dispatched one assailant per strike; monkey blood sprayed outward from him like cotton candy in a carnival machine. Misha took several more blows to take down one of the chimps, but most of them seemed to focus on attacking him. Probably something to do with his religious affiliation…"
Genre: Fiction > Fantasy
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