Diablo II: Destruction - The Forgotten Children (1) Author: abcd00134

Author: abcd00134
Word Count: 5122

This fanfiction is woven from my overwhelming love for the characters created by Qi Niang. The
dark is beautiful; humanity is kind, and even deception is reduced to a prank. Ordinary people possess great courage, knowing
how to sacrifice and remaining grateful—these are the qualities that allow them to survive disasters.

If the people in this dark world were like those in most post-apocalyptic stories, I probably wouldn't read it. Such a people would only
become more environmentally friendly and more degenerate with each death.

This is my first time writing, so I can only imitate the masters. I'm too obsessed with Lao Ni (who deliberately focuses only on the wickedness of human nature
and never mentions its goodness), so what I'm writing about is a speck of filth beneath Qi Niang's beautiful world. Plus,
Gu Daxia said that hatred can turn into love, but when hatred ceases, that love can turn into murderous intent.

It's precisely this love for the characters in Qi Niang's works that turns into murderous intent… (This is just an excuse) .

I've always believed that authentic hentai is the original author's work and property, so my protagonist is someone else,
someone else's story.

The main motivation for this fanfic is to stand up for someone who is either the female lead
or …

someone Qi Niang probably wouldn't even think of.

1. Women's Street People

Rogue Camp, the New Rogue Bar, destroyed countless times, where returning trainees are bragging, gambling,
and exchanging information.

During a casual conversation, a newly recruited Druid asked about the Synthetic Mutation of Summoning. Before the Druid at the same
table could answer, a Savage at another table struck up a conversation as if it were a secret. He lowered his voice as if it were a secret, but no matter how
low the Savage lowered his voice, it could be heard clearly in every corner of the bar.

"Want to summon a mutant? It's all about affinity! Affinity! The higher the affinity of the summoned creature…" "Hmph! Everyone knows
the higher the affinity of the summoned creature, the higher the success rate of summoning a mutant. The problem is how to raise affinity! If you don't know, then
shut up…" "Ha! You've come to the right person!" "What? A savage knows more than a druid? Perhaps you
're some legendary beast fetishist…" "Take it or leave it. I'm asking you, in the Rogue Encampment, who's
the strongest at summoning mutants compared to a druid?" "Probably that heinous, wicked harem elder?" "That's right… I heard it from
Elder

… So

… a dozen years ago… like this… like that…"

The savage launched into a fifteen-minute tirade…

"Seeing that the Venomous Vine was on the verge of death, and Elder Fan himself was seriously injured with only a single jar of red medicine on him, it was impossible for him to break through the encirclement without drinking it
himself . Drink it himself? Or drink it from the Venomous Vine? That was the question." Elder Fan
fed the poisonous vine a red medicine while saying, "I, Wu Fan, am not a good person. Shameless, cowardly, greedy,
incompetent—you can find many flaws in me. But I am a man. I dare not
say

I am a paragon of virtue, but at least I should have a clear conscience. My intelligence is not low, and I do not act solely on instinct. The poisonous vine's help to me, accompanying me through
my loneliest days, is vividly remembered, and I will never forget it. It
cannot be erased by absurd reasons such as instinct or low intelligence. My conscience can be hidden, but it will never be eaten by a dog.
I cannot watch it die now.

" With that, the poisonous vine erupted…

"Hmph, a clear conscience? A conscience can't be eaten by dogs? I can't believe humans are worse than summoned creatures..."

A job changer, so ordinary-looking he'd be easily lost in a crowd, couldn't take it anymore. He threw down his scathing
words and some money for drinks, then headed straight for Women's Street.

Women's Street, as the name suggests, is the brothel complex of the Rogue Encampment. Every woman there is
a pitiful woman who has lost her family and has no one to rely on, working to support herself or others in similar circumstances.

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