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Rachel Belligerent of the Jungle (#3738)

Owner: 0xf13F…3FBF

Finally!! After all of this time, Rachel would finally have the prize she sought for so many years.

The mythical, the legendary, 24-karat crowbar. A solid gold crowbar forged with the heat of the Sacred Flame and a golden lock from the Gate to the 7th realm.

A true treasure fit only for a warrior like Rachel.

She had spent over 20 years searching the runiverse for this weapon. Ruins, caves, wizards’ towers, you name it, she raided it.

She even delved into the actual Quantum Shadow! Though that’s a different story for a different time, let’s just say she barely survived that adventure.

Now, here it sat, forgotten on the ground, still grasped by its previous owner’s corpse. Clearly, the crowbar hadn’t been strong enough to fend off whatever end the bones on the ground had met, but that didn’t seem to bother Rachel one bit.

She wiped her hands off on her cloak before gingerly picking up the crowbar and admiring it in all of its gilded glory.

As she lifted the crowbar from its resting place, an intense power surged through her body. She suddenly felt stronger, smarter, quicker!

She gave the crowbar a few deft swings, and realized that this had been the moment she was made for. This was her gold-plated destiny! She just had to make it back through all that nonsense first.

See, Rachel didn’t just find the crowbar hanging out in a pawn shop. No, this sucker was buried deep in the caves of Honor Mountain. She had spent hours spelunking, following ancient maps and suggestions from the locals.

She had no idea what she was getting herself into, however, as these caves were ancient bloodworm tunnels. Very large, very hungry titanic creatures of yesteryear. The cave system was massive, and there was a great chance that she would not be coming back from this adventure.

Rachel really wasn’t one to give up that easily, especially when she had her heart set on something. She grew up with her grandfather telling tales of the crowbar, and had wanted nothing more than to have her own adventures with it.

She would get really lucky, about half a mile below the surface, where she would stumble into the abandoned den of these forgotten creatures.

Though it had been well over a dozen millenia since the bloodworms roamed the Runiverse, their presence had been imprinted for eternity. The massive nest was entirely empty, except for the remains of a small battle.

All of the bodies looked humanoid, and all were just bones at this point. It must have been over a hundred years since the last one stopped breathing.

At the center of the aged carnage, was a single skeleton. The mighty bandit king who had found the crowbar in old war ruins. Whatever he did in his last moments took out every living thing, about 7 other bodies.

Rachel took no time securing the crowbar, testing it, and then realizing she had no clue how to get out. “Oh Dotta, it is cursed…” Rachel swore under her breath.

Rumor and conjecture always painted this particular relic to be one tainted with great evil. Our bold adventurer didn’t care too much about that until now.

“What the hell am I gonna do?” She asked no one in particular, paying little heed to the humming crowbar in her hand. (Stress makes you do silly things.)

As she began pacing nervously around the cavern, the crowbar (which had been enchanted by the highest power) flashed a bright blue, then POP the two disappeared in a brilliant dazzle of lights.

Rachel came crashing down from nowhere into the rubble-strewn streets. It took a good 5 minutes for her to come to her senses. Eventually, her eyes popped open and she scrambled to her feet, still clutching her coveted treasure.

A quick look around showed that she indeed was far from Mount Hope, in some strange old world ruins. Towering buildings made of steel and glass stretched along the horizon as far as she could see.

It looked as if no one had stepped foot into this place in well over a thousand years, except for the fact that there was a single light on, atop the tallest building.

Rachel, overcome with a sudden curiosity, she dusted herself off and headed towards the tower, unaware of how drastic her life was about to change…

Entered by: 0xf13F…3FBF and preserved on chain (see transaction)

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