The Mook Maker, Chapter 1:Go Forth and Multiply!
**Chapter 1: Go Forth and Multiply! ** I didn't know how it ended, but it began anew on a cold stone floor under a pale, blue sky. The dreadful, chilly sensation quickly forced me to my feet, even before my groggy mind allowed me to consider...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 2: The Root of All Evil
"What is going on?" I uttered the only sentence, the only question, my struggling mind was able to put out. "I don't know, Master." Monster answered, slightly tilting her head as she leaned over me. "Who are you?" It was...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 57: Above The Flesh and Bones
There were no easy answers. Finally being able to communicate with the locals wasn't the ultimate, all-encompassing solution to all our problems I once expected it to be, there were no guides to follow, no quests to fulfil, and no wisemen to...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 7: The Ambush
Naming the ever-growing pack of monsters started to feel like an unwise decision in hindsight. They loved it. The batch that returned from the dead after the last battle gathered around me, almost like I was some form of celebrity, their screechy,...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 3: Crush and Burn
It was even more of a massacre than the previous fight. A fireball detonating in the middle of the group immediately put the already confused bandits into disarray as both their clothes and their bodies caught ablaze. Two spared from the...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 6: Of Names and Numbers
I groaned as they freed me from the constriction of that stupid armour. It was most likely possible to get loose of those laces and buckles that hold the thing together without their assistance but when every movement hurt and stung, I was happy to...
The Mook Maker,Interlude 1: The Princess
Hae Narim, the Crown Princess of Hanulbeol-guk, Beloved by the Gods, had been ecstatic when she realized that the ritual worked. Ecstatic but exhausted. She had sensed it, something had passed through from the Spirit Realm, answering her...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 4: Rip and Tear
I pushed forward. I wanted nothing more than to leave the scene of carnage far behind, escape the gut-wrenching stench still hanging in the air. "Burn the bodies," I ordered. It was the first time I gave a direct command to the...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 5: Economy of Answers
There was a certain respite in that short moment between consciousness and unconsciousness. The world was just a confusing mix of blurred images and muffled sounds as my mind drifted back to the waking world. It could have been minutes, but it may...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 8: The Master of the Horde
I quickly looked around, desperately trying to get a grasp of the situation. Another 'Purifier' formed out of the ruby haze, one of too many. "Master!" She said, exasperated. "Master!" Repeated another. I didn't say anything, couldn't bring myself...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 9: The Great Devourer
I felt suddenly pressed to make up a quick solution. Around me, the frantic crowd of monsters did everything that in their mind classified as securing the camp, from disposing of the bodies of the assassins to trying to fell a tree. Perhaps they would...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 10: As Night Falls
The more frantic my monsters were - or perhaps more enthusiastic, it was hard to tell with them - the more pressed I felt to somehow contribute to their efforts. I just didn't know how. Outside, with the sound of rustling leaves...