James opened his eyes to see a wooden ceiling unfamiliar to him. The bed he was laying in, was big enough to fit on person, and it's side was against a wall. Looking to his left, it was a decent sized room. There was a desk, with a chair in front of a window. And across the room there was a bathroom door. As well as a hall that presumably led to the exit of the room though he could not see from where he was. His body still hurt from what he had pushed his body to doing prior. On top of the gash in his back. Which would end up leaving a scar, but as it was shallow, it didn't cause any fatal wound. James tried to prop himself up and struggled. His whole body was sore, and it didn't help he practically emptied his mana out of his body. Mana is like a ethereal form of stamina. And when you drain it to heavily or even completely you can damage your body. Just like if you were to try to over use circuits for too long, and they start to fry due to too much heat. Though due to his cultivation, he can re gain his mana easier. It's still going to hurt or feel uncomfortable. No permanent damage would happen. However, he could definitely feel the soreness in his mana veins.
*You're awake!*
'..yea'
*You used up a ton of mana! Be more careful!*
'yea yea, I know. But hey, it worked right? Also are worried about me?' James giggled to himself.
*-_- uhuh... whatever dumbass. Anyways, you killed a lot of people before you passed out.*
'I know, but they started the fight. They attacked this village. I could have let it happen, but that would mean they would only get worse. Plus... I left home to get stronger, this was a perfect opportunity.'
*Right... Speaking of which, you leveled up. A lot. Considering how many people you slaughtered. Makes sense I guess.* James opened his stats menu and stared at it.
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James Morningstar:
Race: Fallen Angel/Demon Cultivation level:10 gold(g)=50,000
Titles:
[Son of Pride] [Pride]
level:25
Hp:1,500/1,500
Str:250[375]
Dex:150[225]
agl:180[270]
Mp:280[420]
Luk:100[150]
Skills:
mana manipulation level:3
mana blade level:2
lightning armor level:2
Electric resistance level:10
Swordsmanship level:3
Telepathy
fire magic level: 1
Unholy Magic: level: 2
Demonic eyes
Inazuma no jikkō
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'Nessie? Where did that much gold come from?'
*Well, you got gold from killing people. And then what ever gold they had, you received as well.*
'I see..'
James then tried to stand up out of the bed. It took him a moment to do so, but not as hard as he was expecting it to. His body just felt sore. He walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror above the sink. He realized his hair still had blood stains in it and a bandage was wrapped around his torso. He peeled the bandages off and looked at his back. The gash was already almost fully healed, and there was little sign of scaring for now. James was surprised, but happy he luckily didn't have a big scar across his back. The fact it was healed didn't bother him much, as he could assume his bloodline/race was responsible for it healing so quickly. To be more specific, it's almost impossible to tell he was hit by a blade at the moment. It looked more like someone just scratched his back with their nails.
James got in the bathrooms shower and relaxed while he let his mana re gather in his body again. While he rested he cultivated again as well. He sat in the shower for around an hour before he was done and got out. His head was still a bit groggy, he dried off and stepped out the shower to grab his clothes to put on. Although they had cuts in them, it didn't matter to him all that much. He could buy something new. As he stepped out he looked to his left. As he did he saw Mia standing there with her coat in her arms. She quickly looked down, and her face was blushed heavily. James thought if he should do something or say something. But didn't have that kind of interest in this moment. So instead he just quickly grabbed his clothes and got dressed quickly. After he was dressed Mia walked into the room and sat on the bed next to him.
"T-thank you for saving me..."
James nodded, "I only wish I got there faster." A glum face fell upon him. Mia stared up at James listening to what he said, as he explained what happened. Mia had tears in her eyes but made sure to understand it as well as she could.
"I.. I just wish I could have done something... " The tears in her eyes started to fall across her face quietly. James sat and listened to what she had to say. They talked for a few hours. James did find out where he was though. Apparently half of the inn was still intact, and Mia had a room there still, so James was currently in that room. Mia also was talking about the past, and how dumb or clumsy Marcus was at times. "I remember the one time where we were all heading to the beach one summer. Marcus tried hitting on this one girl, but he tripped on the sand and fell on his face," Mia was half laughing and half crying. It had gotten dark now. James got up to go, but Mia grabbed his arm. She sat there with tears still in her eyes, "hey.. Can you... stay.. There's no other rooms open right now anyways. I already tried to look. Also... I'm a little scared.." James stared at her for a bit. 'I can understand how she would be scared. But would me staying here really be a good idea? I mean...' James faced an internal conflict. His older mind, was saying that it was a bad idea. But his younger mind/body was telling him to do so. "I'm ganna be leaving this village tomorrow,"
"..That's fine...just.. please... Stay for now.."
'ughhhhh' She was pulling on his hoodie, with tears in her eyes. James just gave up fighting. He knew if he left he would feel like shit. James sighed, and laid down on the bed. "Fine, only so you're not scared though and get some sleep." Mia curled up against him. "Thanks.." James didn't say anything, only nodded. Mia eventually stopped crying. Seemingly at least a bit less worried in the moment. After a few minutes Mia passed out against him. Sighing, James just accepted the situation and went to sleep as well.
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