"A world quest?" Yvlena asked, reading the notification again. "I've heard about that, a world quest affects the in game story and the rewards for finishing the are usually massive,"
She tinued, reading the rest of it.
[Your efforts have altered the course of the world
Please collect your rewards]
[Yvlena Acquired
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Rael's Moon Scythe Piece
Heaven's Feather x1
Butterfly Cloak (Epic)
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Moon Points x15000
Moon Gems x 20old x200]
Yvlena's eyes brightened as she read through the rewards from the world quest and this was only from filling out 10%
"Doesn't this just mean it's going to be harder and harder to find out what happeo Rael?" Yvlena said folding her arms. "I know I'll find more clues in the mansion so I better get to rest it,"
The notification window disappeared, leaving Yvlena to tend to the manrounds once more.
She carefully reviewed her goals again deg not to go on any more quests until she had suffitly raised her crafting level. Only after rest the Rose Manor would she be able to find out more about what happeo Rael.
Yvlena knew by now he'd left Bloom Haven to find a way to help the corrupted titan Viseli who faithfully served Vaelindor and Selendriel before the war of the gods.
A guess occurred to her but she would keep it to herself for now.
The world quest had revealed a lot to her about Rael, clearly, he had a good heart and served friends and allies alike well, he created the Ever Bloom and possibly found a way to end the miasma ond for all.
"Now if only I knew where he went," Yvlena huffed, pg her hands on her waist. "I could ask him, but something tells me...No I'll save that guess," she said entering the manor.
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Yvlena found herself within the manain, looking through the kit, despite the piles of dust she seemed uo it, only the stove remained a bit less dusty thaher parts of the kit.
"Maybe if I find a pot I use it, the more I cook the more the kit brightens up?" Yvlena said. That appeared to be how things worked within this game, when she prayed the altar gleamed a bit, and whe weeds with the scythe and dug with the hoe, the bdes got sharper.
"I could level up my cooking while I'm at it," Yvlena said already pulling apart cupboards to find pots and pans she could use.
"Ah, bingo!" she said grabbing a si only for it to groair of eyes. Yvlena screamed dropping it only for the creature to attack her.
"A pot mimic are you kidding me?" Impulsively she grabbed one of her newly made freeze potions and hurled it, breaking the bottle upon the creature's and watg icicles break out along the dark surface of the pot mimic. The creature shrieked as it was enveloped pletely in ice rendering it uo move.
"Only 30 seds," Yvlena reminded herself, leaping into a with her sword. She lifted the carrot sword above her head and brought it down hard o mimiding its brief existence.
[Yvlena Acquired
EXP: 774/1300
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Charcoal x3
***
Moon Points: 30]
"Charcoal? Oh like for kindling and stuff. I guess I could add it to make a more explosive potion or something," Yvlena said sheathing her sword.
"Even if it was just an F Grade Freeze Potion, the bond was surprisingly really strong. Or maybe the mimic was just really weak," Yvlena ughed, looking through the cupboards again for a real pot.
She found a small pot just underh a pile of broken debris, poking it first and for a few moments before cluding it was a real item and not just another mimic.
[Yvlena Acquired
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Basic Pot x1]
She pced it oove and was met with a prompt for kindling. She took the charcoal from her iory and watched the pot bubble.
"What to cook? Oh, I know!"
After tossing in the Rabbit Meat, two Carrots, and some on Spice Herb she's once agai with a familiar recipe.
[Yvlena Acquired
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Rabbit Meat Soup x1]
With the Adiri specs, she read the description, hoping something had ged from the st time she cooked it.
[Rabbit Meat Soup (on)
***
Type: Forade: F+
A on soup enjoyed by the denizens of Bloom Haven. Made from hunting the on Horned Rabbits around the area.
The Grade determines how fvorful it is as well as the status effects, unfortunately, this is quite poor.]
"Hmm, well it's got to be better than st time," Yvlena said. She took the bowl of soup with a wooden spoon provided by the game and dow, chewing on the ks of rabbit meat and carrots.
She stuck her to, shaking her head at how salty it was.
[+5 HP
+Temporary [AGI] Boost]
"Blegh!" She gagged, the sistency of the soup was too thick, paired with the saltiness plus rawness of the meat it was quite awful but, still she got her desired status effects. Her HP was full but Yvlehe agility boost run through her.
"I'll be sure to cook this a few more times before I take it into battle," Yvlena said. "A simple stat boost sometimes be the differeween life ah,"
[Subcss Skill: Cooking Leveled Up]
"Thank goodness at least that leveled up," Yvlena said, "Alchemy is just like cooking in a sense," She stored the pot ba her iory and began looking around.
As she suspected, the stove had brightened up just a bit. The surface remained dusty but even less so than before. Hopefully, she would keep cooking and fix up the kit, the most funal room within the manor so far.
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"I remember these steps," she said
[Unstable Infrastructure, Your Character Risks Possible Injury]
[Repair Staircase To Proceed To The Upper Level?
Wood x200]
[Yes/No]
The game prompted, she dismissed it not having enough wood to fulfill that right now.
"Cutting down some trees. I will add that to the list as well," Yvlena sighed.
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Aya logged out of the game noting the moon high in the sky. She flopped down on her bed, wiping her brow from the exertion of pying.
"Okay it's pretty te," Aya said, getting up to put the Revista ba its box and slide it bader her bed. She got up and crossed her small apartment to check her door and windows before ging into pajamas to sleep.
"Moving to Mericross huh?" she said yawning as she snuggled into her pillow. "I hope I see Daichi and Mrs. Lutz again, I miss those two," she said falling deep into slumber.
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At Lumos Inc., Victor Sincir the CEO of the pany stood in his office looking through the tall windows of his high rise building, Evangel City shined brightly uhe light of the moon but the CEO only had ohing on his mind.
Aya Brown.
His he daughter of his brother David. She had taken her mother's maiden surname instead of Sincir and that was why he couldn't find her after all these years.
He still couldn't uand how he had fotten her all these years, grahey were not too close, only having seen her as a baby and ter a little girl before the pany took over his life.
He had to fulfill his brother's wishes. David and Anastasia were all he had left of his family, now it was all down to Aya. Victor had tried to marry but could never find the love in his heart due to his obsession with finishing Moon Valley.
Victor rubbed his eyes, feeling the dark circles grow as he thought about her. He o find her and find her soon.
He wondered if Aya had figured it out yet, the secret underh Moon Valley.
"I hope she finds what her mother and father left for her," he said.
There was also the matter of the people ext him, if he could find them he would swiftly put ao it once Aya was safe with him.
"Sir there's someoo see you," The voice of his secretary said. Victor turned around to face the young woman who surprised him with her presence.
"Ah, I thought you would have gone home by now Betty," he said, walking away from the window.
"I was just leaving sir, another long night?" she asked in . Mr. Sincir could be just as bad as Fred when he wao be and tely, he had been spending night after night in his office surrounded by silend papers.
Victor waved her off, dismissing her and sitting at his desk.
"Please send them iy and please get yourself home as well. You need your rest as well," he said.
The woman nodded, buzzing a stranger in and pig up her jacket and purse.
A tall man dressed in bck walked into the office. He said nothing only standing in front of the office desk and waiting for Victor to address him first.
"I've given you the name and the location, have you discovered anything?" Victor asked g his fiogether as he spoke.
The man before him said nothing, only retrieving a set of pictures and spping them on Victor's desk.
The CEO picked up the sheets, a bit analogue sidering how far advahey were in teology but this was the most discreet and untraceable method he could think of.
The girl in the photo had her father's c. Victor saw the resembo his brother in her skin, her nose, her jaw, and the way she looked back at the person tailing her.
He saw Anastasia ioo, Aya possessed her mother's striking brown eyes, hair, and the shape of her mouth.
"It's her," Victasped. "Oh my God, it's Aya Sincir,”