Aria

Yeah, this world wasn’t the most pleasant one. But I will admit, the place is cool and beautiful. Has plenty of nice scenery. And it let me stock up on some more specialties.

A light smile coats my face as I walk out of the Frigid Caverns with my hands held behind my back and my head tilted up towards the snow falling down from the sky, my hair blowing lightly in the wind behind me.

Overall, the last thirty years have been nice. Relaxing, a good change of pace without anything stressful going on, and I’ve kept in contact with everyone to make sure nothing like what happened with Frank ever happens again.

Although that was only made possible because of the Universal Feed installed directly into my spaceship.

Would’ve gone broke long ago considering how much I use it if I didn’t have a personal one.

I move one hand in front of me before looking at my storage ring and then moving my hand back behind me again.

Right. And I feel a sense of satisfaction from collecting stuff from each world. Stuff that I don’t always sell.

At this point I have at least a few crates full of most of the stuff I collect in each Hunter’s Spot I visit stored on the ship. Just as both souvenirs and in case I ever actually need the stuff for one reason or another.

Of course, I sell the rest of it. Which has led to me gathering quite the amount of coin over the years.

And not having to use the Gates has allowed me to get through each world without any issue since it’s a lot cheaper to get immigration rights when I don’t use the expensive Gates to enter and leave. Especially when they know I can just enter and leave without their permission through my ship if I wanted to become a fugitive.

My thoughts return to the whole bounties on my head thing at the word ‘fugitive’. But I quickly put those out of my mind as well. Since no one ever takes those bounties.

Everyone who has taken them has mysteriously gone missing over the years after all.

So everyone’s too afraid to take them.

I glance at my watch to see what the date is, only to blink as I realize just how long it’s been since I entered Oris. At least a few years.

Hmm. Time sure flies.

Probably should pay a visit to the pharaoh in a few more years. Just to thank him for the help he’s given me over the years.

Pretty sure I don’t need to bring gifts. From my understanding of him, he’d be overjoyed just from me visiting.

I continue walking through the town without paying an ounce of attention to the occasional miners and hunters who stare at me as I pass. Probably because I went missing in there a month ago and they likely thought me dead. That or it’s because I’ve started my own mercenary company with Shirogane’s help, and they recognize me from that.

The latter isn’t likely though, since my mercenary company is mostly just a front for me to find new worlds to visit.

It’s easier to have a company after all.

Although it could theoretically be possible. Since I’m starting to build up a bit of a name for myself at least. For my mercenary company of one person that is.

Shirogane keeps bugging me to get more people in my company, but I’m just not sure if that would work.

I don’t really work as well with others. And I like the peace and quiet of fighting in Hunter’s Spots on my own. Or fighting alone in general, since I’ve fought in at least four wars since getting my ship.

On another note, I open my status as I walk.You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

Name: Aria Crimson

Class: Harbinger of Death

Ability: True Immortality

Level: 49