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 17: Failing at Humanity
I came to regret the whole affair with captured humans. There was an obvious problem with taking prisoners I was always aware of but had failed to consider when I ordered my monsters to take most if not all, members of that caravan as prisoners....
The Mook Maker, Chapter 16: The Green Hell
"Select skill..." I didn't finish my sentence, and with it, my selection. There was a certain level of earnest excitement, or perhaps anticipation, this time. I couldn't tell if it was a side effect of Narita's power, or a...
The Mook Maker, Interlude 3: The Sage
It has been San Hyun-Ki's duty to provide counsel whenever Viceroy requested it. His duty, and his penance. Yet, it still had surprised him when Viceroy's men had shown up at his home, demanding that he had to see their lord at once....
The Mook Maker, Chapter 15: Common Tongue
I wasn't good at planning something like this, but it almost seemed like I didn't have to be. A group of shadowy canines rushed forward, practically immediately, racing through the narrow pass ahead, all too eager to execute the plan....
The Mook Maker, Chapter 14: Return the Favor
"More humans. More humans..."I repeated mechanically. This seemed to be a more frequented route than I imagined, and I wasn't quite ready to deal with the implications it brought. Without any hint on how to return back home,...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 13: Attempt at Peace
"Humans?" I asked, "What kind of humans?" It was a strange question, at least it sounded weird immediately after it felt my mouth, but the monsters didn't seem to judge at all. "Five males leading horses," Miwah answered...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 12: Path to Ruin
We set out immediately after breakfast. All of us. My monsters became increasingly determined to keep watch over me at all times, and I felt that arguing over it would be ultimately a futile effort I didn't want to engage in. I...
The Mook Maker, Chapter 11: The New Dawn
I couldn't bring myself to do it, to give out new names that would trigger a vicious process of spawning new monsters. I was certain it may happen anyway. Fuelled by the conflict the numbers would once again spiral out of control as it...
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...
The Mook Maker, Interlude 2: The Landlord
Viceroy Gam Youngjae hated acting as the tax collector, just as he hated taking an active role in putting down all those bandits and deserters that roamed his lands. They kept stealing what was rightfully his, and it annoyed him...
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...