Be my Sugar Daddy for a Month

The exchange went on for some time. Each side questioning the others courage, manhood or even their sexual prowess. Dehumanising the man ahead of you played as much a part in the battle as actively killing him. In some ways, it made it easier. Easier to kill that man. Easier to be brave enough to approach him. The hunter does not baulk when he kills the deer after all. Brenjulf could see the courage of the men around him growing. Soon they would be ready to press forward. Soon they...

There was one small boy. His name is Mic. He is so poor. He is so active. He like to play football game, but his parent not have enough money for buying football. Then he play with his friends. They are rich but there allow him to play with them because he is play best then them. They are learning for him.

"It fits you, doesn't it?" He turned and saw Eternum's figure, "Vidian of the Great Desert in the past, now Lord Vidian with his altar in the Great Desert."

Unlike the Council–the International Council, I mean–which operates by electing delegates, the Committee–Free Arbitration Committee–is composed of Freedom Association guild masters.

Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid

(Note: The stats of average people are 5 or less, except for the skills since they could only be earned with hardwork.)

Of course im going to rate myself 5 stars, who wouldnt. This is my first story i will always appreciate advice, but id like if we could limit the hate.

new concepts, nice esque, keep rolling the ch. out