Mizar Caph

5: Rogue

Chloe turned sharply as a figure stepped out from between the trees. Hooded, cloaked, dangerous. 

He held two curved daggers, one in each hand, and dropped something limp and furry at his feet. It hit the ground with a dull thud. Brown, floppy eared, and punctured clean through the side, it looked like some kind of oversized rat. Maybe a mutant? Hard to tell, and not the important part.

Her focus snapped back to the man. He didn’t look like a monster. No twisted limbs. No g...

4: Out of the Dungeon

With her left hand now firmly reattached and no longer flopping off at awkward moments, Chloe had only one thing left to do: figure out how to reach the next floor of the dungeon.

She wandered for a while, nosing around half collapsed tunnels and cracking a few skeletons along the way. Honestly, the skellies really should have given up by now. They were barely holding themselves together as is.

Eventually, she spotted a narrow passage tucked into the far end of a dim, crumbling ch...

3: Disarmed

Chloe stood at the mouth of a narrow passage, where the tunnel sloped upward into darkness. It had to be the way up. 

She’d scoured every corner of the floor below, and none of them had offered a fancy little exit like this one. A new place meant new challenges, and with luck, some fresh brains to munch on.

She lifted one foot and stepped forward. Then stopped. 

Her foot froze mid-air, toes just brushing the cold stone, then trembled. A chill raced up her spine.&...

2: Magic

Chloe stared at the empty air where the glowing messages had vanished. That was just one brain, and she’d gotten all that? A full level-up, stat boosts across the board, and five whole points in magic. Five! That had to be a lot… probably. Either way, it sounded like a good thing.

She clutched her face with both hands and let out a giddy laugh. She knew she was special. Of course she was.

Dropping into a crouch over the corpse, she tapped its cracked skull with a finger. Y...