u/Arqium

Sol is really really slow. It makes sense, you nerf speed to make people use less tokens/hour, unless they go fast mode or ultra fast mode.

Sorrym, had flesh offering twice instead of bone offering, it is there for the queens hunger, here the real pob:

https://pobb.in/U53eImmd7S9M

This is my league starter and I am still completing Atlas, in dad rithym. I have 4D to my name right now.

The concept is queen's hunger to keep my phantasms up, and as we stack duration for the offerings duration with Leash of Oblation, we also stack duration for the Storm burst. Perfect for the imensse added damage from phantasmal might and soulwrest.

The tree isn't very optimized, and all my defense was betting into block.

Next steps I was thinking into some more mitigation or more life/es. recovery needs to be better thought out too. So i if you guys could help me from now, I would apreciate, thanks!

I know that i need to improve my chaos res, it is next steps.

First, sorry my english.

This is my first post here, just venting. I don't even know if I can call myself a writer yet, since I haven't even finished my first draft.

I've always been more of an arts person, even though I never struggled with the sciences — I was actually good at math, physics, chemistry, all of it. That's how I ended up in architecture. As a teenager I had a rock band with some friends, even played a few gigs. Me and my guitar were inseparable. I wrote songs and poems, but nothing too serious. Music was really my thing. But before I turned 18, a trauma completely shut me down. I never picked up an acoustic or electric guitar again. Depression kicked in right then and there, and it never left. That was 25 years ago.

Architecture in Brazil is a rich person's profession. I grew up poor, dirt poor. How was I supposed to know what rich people wanted to build? And poor people can't afford an architect. Plus I needed to eat. Urban planning ended up working out — I have a client base now, the pay isn't terrible, but it's not enough to support my family. I've got two kids and everything is absurdly expensive these days. My wife is the one bringing in the most, and I'm drowning in debt, driving Uber at night and on weekends.

Within architecture I ended up specializing in urban planning, which is less art and more social sciences. Something I actually enjoyed a lot, too. I'm deeply interested in society. The thing is, ever since I was a kid I've had this intense need to understand the world, to get what's going on, to think critically and figure stuff out on my own. It only got stronger after I read Sophie's World at 12. I knew understanding the world mattered. But at the same time, the more I understood, the more cynical I got, the more disillusioned.

The truth is, the year my first son was born, 2015, I somehow started digging into the Climate Crisis, and it wrecked me. Wrecked me bad. A kid on the way and a horrible future waiting for him. The frustration of knowing how the world works — or at least a big chunk of it — mixed with my total powerlessness, just made everything worse.

The depression, which had been mild, later it was diagnosed as dysthymia, ramped up hard around that time. And at the same time I felt like all that built-up frustration, all that block I'd constructed over the years, was starting to crack. I needed some kind of outlet for my mind.

Then out of nowhere I started writing. I just pictured a scene and put it down on paper. And I liked it. All that pleasure I used to feel playing and learning guitar came rushing back the moment I started writing. And suddenly I realized I could reclaim a piece of myself, that I could use this to let out my frustrations, my powerlessness in the face of such a heavy world. Nowadays when I write I get goosebumps, I cry, I feel every single one of my characters. I'm writing a sci-fi novel and it's still gonna take years to finish, but it will definately get done. No doubt about that.

Reading was always a big part of my life, I started when I was 7, and nowadays I avoid starting a book when I have some work to do, because when I start I can't put it down, I would go 2 days without sleep while reading something good. I must have read hundreds of books through my life.

But right now I've got a problem: I can't do anything else. Sometimes I fantasize about just quitting my job and living super frugally so I can just write. Crazy, I know. But I can't stop thinking about it.

This is it. Thanks for listening to my ted talk.