Masumi Tsukino

level 96

One step at a time.

Age 10 years 1 month
Personality neutral
Guild no guild
Monsters Killed about 391 thousand
Death Count 204
Wins / Losses 74 / 43
Temple Completed at 11/07/2012
Ark Completed at 10/25/2015 (233.8%)
Twos of Every Kind 704m, 610f (61.0%)
Savings 12M, 583k (41.9%)
Pet Dreaded gazebo Bolt 3rd level


Weapon The Schwartz +105
Shield plothole cover +106
Head cash cowl +105
Body t-shirt tuxedo +105
Arms ham fists +106
Legs boots of procrastination +105
Talisman vital sign +105


  • strike of the rabbit level 111
  • battle chess level 102
  • bloody itch level 94
  • golden vein level 90
  • opacity control level 85
  • palm of the panda level 69
  • lucky hoof level 69
  • foot massage level 68
  • tooth sampling level 60
  • full throttle level 45




  • Honored Renegade
  • Animalist, 1st rank
  • Builder, 1st rank
  • Favorite, 1st rank
  • Invincible, 1st rank
  • Martyr, 1st rank
  • Shipwright, 1st rank
  • Champion, 2nd rank
  • Hunter, 2nd rank
  • Moneybag, 2nd rank
  • Raider, 2nd rank
  • Saint, 2nd rank
  • Savior, 2nd rank
  • Careerist, 3rd rank
  • Seadog, 3rd rank

Hero's Chronicles


Chapter 1 – The Surreal

The cold dark nothingness embraces me as I float on a bed of stars. The existence of such a being seems all but real. A life of such loneliness is meaningless. No one can comprehend how a million stars and an open expanse could be as claustrophobic as a coffin. My body feels compressed in the tight grasp of death. If I could cry tears, I would shed enough to fill oceans. Heartbreak was inevitable; the stars were nothing but minerals in an asteroid belt.

“How could I exist in this nothingness?” I sighed as I gazed out into the endless line stars. “It’s hard to think with so many stars each unique but all the same and only one me.”

After living for what seemed like an eternity; molding, creating, building, releasing. Nothing seemed to make me feel anymore. Everything stopped having a sense. Or creating flare. Everything just… stopped. Out of my fallacious life, nothing seemed to soothe my aching heart.

As I was molding a star into existence, a melodic sound snagged my attention as it whistled by me. “Home? Come home?” I reiterated. “What is home?”

This thing carried me through a countless number of stars, passed planets big and small, even travelled with a shooting star. It was as if I was laid to rest, the stars were glistening with each note of the refrain. What a beautiful song to play that it made my heart weep. I felt as if there was nothing that could break me from being guided by this noise. I must know where it’s coming from.

As time passed, I listened to it with an intention of closing my eyes and drifting to sleep, but just as I relaxed, I could hear conversations recklessly whisk passed me. Abruptly breaking my meditation, I whirled around to see this precisely placed white stone room that expanded a galaxy at least. My heart burst with excitement. I rushed towards the cataclysm and catastrophe that lay ahead. I glided over a pool of crystal clear water through a banquet hall and smacked right into a gargantuan person.

There he stood dominating over me as I hovered there. I gradually slid myself to the ground. One foot before the other, I rested on a cool marble floor that decorated this entire hall. He oppressed with a mere glance; my gaze fell to his feet.

With a bellowing laugh he proclaimed, “We have among us a new god!” His thunderous voice filled every inch of the establishment and all the gods raised their glasses in joy, clapping and rejoicing. I was astonished. I gawked up at him as he smiled, “I am the Admin of Godville, welcome to my humble abode. For here each god has a throne and each god a warrior befitting,” he paused, “of well, a god!” He chuckled so loudly the pillars shook. His cherub face had rosy cheeks and a smile from ear from ear. His white lavish garments streamed to the floor and his voice though roaring had a soothing sensations. “So tell me, what is your name?”

“Tgainsbrough.” I answered with a graceful curtsy.

“Is that so? And what of your little friend?” He could see my quizzical look. “Ah, well your friend.” As he gestured to a large expanse below, that was filled with animals, flora and mortals. At that moment, I could feel my loneliness evaporate.

“This is where each and every god has a devoted ‘friend’ of which is their own. You can encourage them.” He nodded towards a god singing sweet nothings to his hero as he fought valiantly against a monster. “Or punish them.” The god next to the other was scolding his hero for not getting enough gold in a trade. I turned away in distaste. That sort of thing was beyond me.

The Admin diverted my attention. “Your friend is your own personal hero who will fight in your name. So who will he or she be?”

“She will be a brave knight. She will be Masumi Tsukino.” I declared.

He swiftly spun around and addressed all the gods as he floated high above, “Then let it be known, on this day, that Masumi Tsukino will be Tgainsbrough’s hero!” The company let out a roar of encouragement.

The Admin slowly floated down to me. “Follow me.” He cooed serenely. I was escorted to an angelic arboretum. The sky was the truest blue I have ever seen. The animals consoled me and butterflies descend delicately upon my shoulders. The river trickled down in front of me and traversed into a vast valley filled with mountains and grassland as far as the eye could see. It was a magnificent site and there in the middle of the lush landscape was a basin of mesmerizing water, warm to the touch. It felt like it was calling to me. The water shimmered as I entered it and the night sky fell upon me.

I once again was staring at those loathsome stars that created my destitute existence. I thrashed their façade glinting at me in the water! I was irritated. Infuriated.

I was resentful. Bitter. Chilled. I was the very thing I hated the most.

“Chapter 2 – The Existence” Coming soon!