Chilling

**Earan F. Channtelle** · Thu Oct 31, 2024 9:00 pm

Guild :

Paradise Dawn

Jewels :

175,000

Rank :

A-Rank

Race :

Human

Experience :

412,200

Reputation :

11,400

Class :

Summoner

Magic :

Servant Summoning Magic

Strength :

30

Speed :

33

Constitution :

91

Endurance :

95

Intelligence :

230

Mana :

3,350

Weapon :

Body :

Ring :

Companion :

Wanting to solve some of his current issues Earan found himself confronted with an even greater that just might have been the core of everything else. From the outside of the room, the sounds of items being thrown, kicked, and broken echoed accompanied by various slurs and curse words. "Fak you! Dunce bird!" he shouted slamming his hands against the maple wood desk, the amount of force that he used would have been enough to break a normal desk but this one had been reinforced. Letting out a long sigh the informant walked around his apocalyptic room.

The room itself was unharmed but the items contained within it was a different story, What little paperwork that was left in his room was scattered about the floor along with some of his keepsakes that he started to collect over the years, though in all reality they were really just items that he stole from clients when they didn't pay. All of this stemmed from the summoner trying to resolve his issue of contributing in battle.

**Earan F. Channtelle** · Thu Oct 31, 2024 9:07 pm

Guild :

Paradise Dawn

Jewels :

175,000

Rank :

A-Rank

Race :

Human

Experience :

412,200

Reputation :

11,400

Class :

Summoner

Magic :

Servant Summoning Magic

Strength :

30

Speed :

33

Constitution :

91

Endurance :

95

Intelligence :

230

Mana :

3,350

Weapon :

Body :

Ring :

Companion :

Earan found it rather frustrating losing every battle all due to his habit of pushing nearly everything onto his summons even though that's what they are for, part of him still wanted to be right next to them. The issue was more that he lacked any real way of fighting, no training, no research, and no muscle, while his improvised fighting methods have worked it seemed as though something was missing from it. "It's bad enough I lost to that idjit." At times he questioned if he should have spent his time making an actual weapon than making his substitute book.

The informant picked up the once popular tome and slammed it to the ground "All the material that went into you...What a disappointment!" the world probably would have hurt the book's feelings if it had any. The feeling of rage and disappointment mixed better than oil and water in a vita prep, Blob tried to get his contractor to relax and rethink the matter but their gurgles fell on deaf ears much like all the warnings that Ignis gave him about the book during its creation. Frustratingly walking around his room part of him wanted to just relocate the dusty old tome for something else it wasn't as though something couldn't be found for it.

**Earan F. Channtelle** · Thu Oct 31, 2024 9:09 pm

Guild :

Paradise Dawn

Jewels :

175,000

Rank :

A-Rank

Race :

Human

Experience :

412,200

Reputation :

11,400

Class :

Summoner

Magic :

Servant Summoning Magic

Strength :

30

Speed :

33

Constitution :

91

Endurance :

95

Intelligence :

230

Mana :

3,350

Weapon :

Body :

Ring :

Companion :

In terms of a pie chart, his defeats had vastly outweighed his victories by a great margin but that was simply due to his targets just being broken. The number of head injuries alone would have killed any normal person but obviously, all the training that was done with the summons paid off rather well. Earan throws himself onto his nest so that he can call his bed.

The crinkle of the papers that remained on his bed sounded like someone taking a bite of fresh toast. The informant went down the rather short but somewhat impressive list of people that would make great pincushions for his current mood but finding them would more than likely do more harm than good at this point. Oh, I got it! I can track him down and kick his face in! he thought to himself as the most wicked smile loaded onto his face. Saber crept their way over to their contractor to attempt to up lfit their spirits even more with some rather interesting news.

**Earan F. Channtelle** · Thu Oct 31, 2024 9:14 pm

Guild :

Paradise Dawn

Jewels :

175,000

Rank :

A-Rank

Race :

Human

Experience :

412,200

Reputation :

11,400

Class :

Summoner

Magic :

Servant Summoning Magic

Strength :

30

Speed :

33

Constitution :

91

Endurance :

95

Intelligence :

230

Mana :

3,350

Weapon :

Body :

Ring :

Companion :

The summon had wanted to distract him for the time being with small tasks that he had neglected to do in some time though it wasn't as if he wanted to push them off. 'You haven't done your Hormanizations weeks you should do that.' he mentioned in to which Earan simply rolled over pretending not to care as he was giving into his childish side fully. The summon grabbed a leg and dragged him off his bed even though he put up a good fight Saber was far stronger currently.

"What gotten into you?!" he asked now face down in a mix of bedding and other items on his bed 'You need to pull yourself together before-" Saber cut herself off just before finishing which the Idol did notice this small break in character. It wasn't as though he wanted to ignore his most trusted summons "Listen I just need...umm time." was the one thing that Earan seemed to have an abundance of in this current state.

**Earan F. Channtelle** · Thu Oct 31, 2024 9:40 pm

Guild :

Paradise Dawn

Jewels :

175,000

Rank :

A-Rank

Race :

Human

Experience :

412,200

Reputation :

11,400

Class :

Summoner

Magic :

Servant Summoning Magic

Strength :

30

Speed :

33

Constitution :

91

Endurance :

95

Intelligence :

230

Mana :

3,350

Weapon :

Body :

Ring :

Companion :

The lack of motivation had truly hit them hard as they couldn't write anything new or even make a simple list of concepts that could help later on "Even though I have you helping me it just feels as though I'm cheating somehow and it's killing me!" though most idols don't write their own music the rare few that have the skill take pride in being able to do so. Slowly making their way back into bed the Idol paused and looked around their room showing all their hard work and Ideas.

Monspeet slicked back their hair as they crouched down next to their master 'You think becoming the Knight of Melodies was easy? The name alone took years to stick but I get you.' frustrated and low on energy Earan thought back to when they first started performing and how much energy was really being wasted on the small stuff compared to now. It wasn't a matter of how they got through the show what really mattered was that everyone got through the show.

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