Ricebowl 70

  You walked across the ruins of city 17, once a giant maze of buildings that had now been reduced to dust and rubble with hundreds upon thousands dying in the blast with smoke billowing into the air and mixing with the clouds with you coughing somewhat as you looked up into the air to see the superportal. The giant blue mass of energy and things you wouldn't be able to understand was moving across the air in a spiral, the flashes of blue shooting out across the sky on occasion as you looked back onto the ruined streets and continued to walk through them. You weren’t sad to see the city in ruins and was actually quite glad about it due to the fact that you were part of the resistance, the enemies of the combine which had owned the city of which the combine had ruled with an iron fist in order to make sure humanity was subservient to them but you weren't going down without a fight.   Right now you were moving to your next destination in this ruined world which was actually a det

   It had been nine months now since operation heartbeat had started and the experiment had been regarded as a total and utter success, more funding coming in from your investors to increase the funding of the projects and orders increasing the amount of xenomorph that would be produced by the heartbeat method. Since your first email with your investors, you were allowed much more time with the original xenomorph that was produced which meant that you had been having much more sex as well as several bonding moments with her. You had noted that the xenomorph had seemed to develop a romantic attraction to you, bringing you gifts of whatever she found to be valuable which seemed to be mostly food but she sometimes brought you shards of metals that she scraped off her room with you noticing that leaving a photo of yourself in the room along with her seemed to decrease anxiety within the xenomorph which was good for what had been happening with her over these past nine months. It turns out

  You had been to many places on your adventures from the darkest of forests to arid plains filled with murderous creatures with you being in many fights and brawls with these creatures and living to tell the tale although you had almost died a couple of times, the scars of your battles being worn across your body in the process. To all of those, the city of Leyawiin was a quaint little place, the city being populated by normal people who were surprisingly nice to you with you describing to use the time to option the quest and buy some items from the local shopkeepers. Of course, most of the quests were for things that were both out of your path and out of the city wall which meant you were able to keep them for later but a few of them had been in the city and one of those related to one house within the area. That house belonged to a woman known as Rosentia Gallenus had several sounds being reported from it that people described as sounding like rats but much more threatening than any

  The smell of death moved into your nose as you walked across the cursed lands of the Necropolis, the area being almost entirely full of the undead with skeletons with glowing green eyes and a sense to purge all life that they came towards, your eyes looking to the sky to see it was covered in a sickly green fog. The mud that you were walking in was so soaked with water that made it drip off the bottom of your foot, the plains devoid of any plant life due to the lack of nutrients in the soil and the aura of death along the area. The trees had withered away into wooden spires that would stab up into the air with not a single twig or leaf upon them, the city of the dead rested within the fog in the distance with hundreds upon thousands of the undead moving in and out of it, eager to hunt anything that had a beating heart within its chest. The skeletons and the zombies were simple enough to deal with, only requiring a couple of strikes with your blade to dispatch them but others were mor