Hours have passed, Paul woke up and the sun was on top of him, his sight slowly became clearer and clearer. And his body was not in pain anymore. A smile ran to his face, he stood up and shake his head. He looked once again on the sky as birds went by, the wind also blew and reached him causing many leaves falling down the ravine.
"This may be a bottomless dead people, But it was already taken by nature." The ravine was indeed deep, but nature already filled it, dried leaves scattered, webs of spiders could be seen. And the line of ants from the walls carrying somewhat a grain of sand for their colony.
Paul saw a clear glass bottle with a green colour of the liquid inside it, while on the top a ring was placed on top of the cork of the bottle, a ring with a red emblem on top of it as if it was bought with expensive money. He wore the ring in his left-hand middle finger, the sun struck ints gem causing it to reflect into Paul's eyes.
While wiping his eyes because of his mistakes, Paul suddenly remembered something, seem to know all of the knowledge of the system and its functions.
"System." He said into his head, and a window popped in front of him. Stating his strength in absolute exact numbers.
[ Name: Paul.
Level: 2 (Needs 30 Exp to Level Up)
Exp: 20.
Title: The One Who Was Bestowed.
Job: None.
Personality: Cold, Calm.
Skill Points: 5.
Status:
Health: 100
Agility: 12
Mana: 100
Ability Power: 20
Power: 20
Luck: 30
Stamina: 30
Unknown:
Unknown:
Unknown: ]
"A lot of Unknown Skills. But each time I level up to do something, it can be unlocked." He then realized he has 5 Skill points to upgrade so he put 5 all of them into Agility. He then exited the Status Bar and tapped into Mastery Skill.
[ Domineer
A Skill uses stamina. Can Increase Sword power by 1%
Level 1 (Cost 1 Skill Point to upgrade) ]
[ Fright
A Passive. The user can detect an unlucky feeling
Level 1 (MAXED) ]
[ Sight
A Passive. User can see the exact Status of another Player. Depends on the user's level, the higher level he is the more people he can scan.
Level 1 (Level Up to Upgrade) ]
"Sight is useful. But doesn't this mean I'm not the only one who has this system?" He continued to think if this is a possibility, Paul closed the window by imagining it disappearing. " Devil's Path it shall be then. By now I'm probably on the Second Stage..."
The first Stage Has 5 Sub Layers
The second Stage Has 10 Sub Layers
The third Stage Has 5 Layers
The fourth Stage Has 5 Layers
The sixth Stage Has 7 Layers
Eighth Stage Has 5 Layers
Ninth Stage Has 5
Tenth. 5.
"Tenth stage is just equivalent into the 4th stage of the heavenly Path! And it has so many sub-layers!" Paul stopped whining and popped the cork on the bottle and drank it. It tasted like an egg yolk. He forcefully swallowed the gooey liquid. He threw away the empty bottle breaking it but it disappeared upon breaking.
His sudden as he felt adrenaline rush from the tip of his legs, he crouched to gain power and leapt from the bottom, the bones where he stood were moved while some broke as the power from his legs caused it. Winds flew past his eyes causing them to be watery, he soon realized that he was losing power, and so he reached out his arm to cling onto the edge of the cliff.
He held the cliff as he swung for a few times but was able to have a firm grip, he lifted himself up and soon he was out of bottomless Ravine. He grasps for some fresh air, as his lungs were used to the smell of rotting dead animals or corpses who were thrown into the Ravine. He looked once again as he can't even see bottom of it, he couldn't believe he was so far bottom that light couldn't even get into it. But at the same time, The sun was already setting.
His clothes were quite comfy, it was a precious long traditional robe but was torn already it was showing some of his skin and was also very dirty. His body odour was even worse, flies started to gather underneath his head. He flung his hand left to right to distort the pathway of the flies but they all coming back.
"Awooo..." The howling of the wolves echoed into the forest, the birds were startled so they all flew across the sky causing distress to the trees.
But at the same time, Paul was hungry. He soon remembered that the system always gives rewards to certain tasks. "If I punch seemingly nothing, I should gain a Mastery Skill." He took a deep breath and started punching left and right.
"1 2 3 4 5...."
"46.. 4-47. 48. 49 50!" He sat down and grasp a breath. He was tired by just doing 50 punches...
[ SKILL DISCOVERED.
Hamoken
A Skill. On which the user can punch with extremely mountable strength.
Level 2 (Needs 100 Punches to Upgrade) ]
"Whats a homeless guy doing here?" Suddenly 2 boys dragging a Boy who was beaten up and knocked out showed up out the forest, they all staring at their eyes thinking the same thing.
"What are you doing here homeless man?!" One of them questioned as a disgusted face ran through his face, he also covered his nose just to say he was stinky.
"I live here," Paul replied calmy, he didn't bother them at all he continued to rest as his heart rate started to go back to normal.
Suddenly the boy who they were dragging started moving again, he opened his eyes and quickly stole one of the men's swords he stood up and pointed the sword onto them. He was breathing heavily, signs of panic.
"Boy, you are here in your last resting place." He drew out his sword, their sword was identical to each other, they were shiny and sharp stainless steel. The other man which is now unharmed he quickly hid behind the other man's back and he looked to see the fight, he also looked back at Paul but thinking he was just a homeless man he ignored him and focused his eyes what was in front of him.
They both attacked but their attacks were been parried by each other. They seem to just use raw strength without using cultivation as an attack. The injured boy screamed as he swung his sword recklessly, he was able to scratch the man's face. This angered him.
His sword started to glow blue into its side, he attacked the injured boy but was blocked, he was thrown away for a hefty distance. He realized his sword is was cracking because of the power. The man charged at him in anger and so the injured boy closes his eyes in panic. But nothing happened...
His hands were shaking, tears ran through his face as he opened his eyes the man was just inches away from him. Paul was standing there behind the attacker his right-hand hand a fist-shaped into it.
"Your sword techniques seems weak, frail. You have no talent for it." He said as he examined the sword of the knocked out man.
"Aren't you, you a homeless man!" His voice stuttered bad, he was breathing heavily. He was scared to die after all.
"Calm down boy, I ain't gonna hurt you." Paul felt sympathy for the young injured boy, his appearance looks like he was tortured severely a lot of bruises in his face and his arms have purple marks everywhere.
The boy calmed down, he wiped his tears using his clothes that were also dirty and torn. He took a deep breath and was fine finally. He dropped the sword breaking it upon dropping.
"You are finally alright kid?" The boy nodded, Paul shrugged, he stole the sword belt to put his sword in and strapped it into his waist. And turned his back around
"Wait!" The boy Screamed, Paul stopped and looks at him.
"Why your Hair white?" He questioned.
"What?"