Diary of an 8-Bit Warrior: Crafting Alliances

Diary of an 8-Bit Warrior: Crafting Alliances — page 3
Mom Armor doesn’t protect against falling damage Oh All right dear Jello was sound asleep as well From inside his box he made quiet little sounds burble burble the baby slime equivalent of snoring I put on my boots and grabbed my sword on my way out the door It was still dark But soon as I made my way to school the square sun crawled over the gloomy gray houses and shed pink light upon the gloomy gray streets To a villager this was a precious time At this hour the monsters were crawling back to a forest that never knew the sun In their absence a sleepy village was now rustling awake 2