His eyelids flicked open and shut as he struggled to get up from his nap. "Why do I never feel properly rested?" Urza says stretching his arms outwards. A knocking noise comes from the contact between his hands and the surrounding walls.
"Huh? Was my room always this small?" Urza said opening his eyes fully concentrating on his surroundings. A cracking sound came from Urza's back. "Ow, what the fuck was that?" Urza says getting out his bed and dragging his feet to the bathroom mirror.
"What the fuck!" Urza stumbles backwards making him fall on his ass. He had elongated teeth and nails, longer limbs and a thinner frame, in the package a new spiked spinal cord was included.
This new body gave him the appearance of a hairless Wendigo. Urza gets up from his pitiful stance and longest his sharp teeth with his new longer fingers.
[Congratulations on your evolution!]
"Huh, What the fuck did you do to me!?" Urza shouted swiping at the system window as it was a physical object.
[You have evolved due to your constant growth, your old body wasn't able to with stand your current strength, so it naturally evolved during the month you were asleep]
"Month!? You're fucking kidding right!?" Urza says shouting at the system once again. "How am I supposed to go into public looking like a monster!?"
[A new skill is provided with your new body]
[Skill {Imitation} has been set in your arsenal]
A glint of hope shined in Urza's eyes as he heard this word. "Tell me with this new skill can I look normal!?" Urza shouted trying to strangle the system window but ultimately failing to grasp a inanimate object.
[Such thing is possible, but your strength will not go unnoticed]
'What does it mean by that?' Urza questioned himself. He once again looks into the mirror, the same monstrous reflection still appeared. "Imitation" Urza said concentrating on the newly owned skill.
His face molded into his original like a piece of clay, queit disturbing. His longer limbs shrinker and his teeth and nails shortened back to there previous more charming version.
"My god that was disturbing!" said Urza gagging a little. "I should probably leave this place now that I think about it, I'll come back when I'm stronger" Urza said closing his fist into a ball.
"It would be best if I kept my distance, now I know that I'm being chased by assassins and mercenaries, even if they are idiots" Urza said brushing his face with water and grabbing all essentials in the cabin. "Well good bye old friend" he says while smirking at his stupidity, "To think a cabin helped him survive this long."
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The nostalgic bell ringing spread the shop one final time as Eliza opened the door. "Damn, that was difficult, I mean who leaves there dog without a leash?" said Eliza while closing the door and locking it to any potential visitors.
An envelope laid on the counter, stamp and all. Eliza's name spread horizontal on the front of the envelope. Eliza curiosity gets the better of her as she opens the envelope.
A *BOOM* echoed through the street.
An explosion spell was set off as she opened the envelope. This is the end of the young lady in the shop. Not a single citizen cared as it was normal to execute those that defied the city lord in a discreet manner.
Eliza's shop was destroyed, but in the remains was a single item, A red sword with a rose and thorn hilt remained sticking the ground, like Excalibur it remains in a rock unable to move until the right person comes once again.
He is the hero of this story, one that could beat strong opponents easily and one that could make his own path. Not Urza but a man with a different story, Brook.
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jk :9