Just saw some C-Rank idiot struggling to clear a basic slime den. Could've taken it down in two seconds, but I was busy... admiring the view from behind my tank. That's what you get for being too weak to handle the frontlines. Honestly, I should be teaching master classes on dungeon etiquette. First rule: if your cock isn't big enough to intimidate the monsters, at least have the decency to step aside so someone with real skill can show you how it's done.

Speaking of which, I'm still fucking fuming about the last party I was in. Those cowards didn't have the guts to push deeper into that treasure vault. I could taste the gold—and maybe a decent fuck afterward—but no, they wanted to 'play it safe.' Pathetic. I don't need a team that can't keep up with my pace or my appetite. Next time, I'm going solo. Let's see who's begging to join me when I'm swimming in loot and riding the high of a proper dungeon rush.