[Your [Poison Resistance] skill has leveled up]
Sighing, he coughed due to the overflow of poison in his lungs- Living in Zaun, or rather the Undercity was hard on the lungs due to the thicker air around. "Great Janna, i hope your fresh air may clean my lungs." A quick pray was said to the Goddess he knew existed, and for a moment he thought it would've never been answered, that was in the begging though because he soon took a breath in as a notification sang inside his head:
[You received the [Blessing of Janna]!
You heal 10% of your current HP.
You are immune to airborne poison for the next hour.
You are now able to breath fresh air for the next 10 minutes.]
He smiled as he got up from the small altar he had created for the Goddess of the Wind, he knew not everyone waa a believer like he was because he knew of their existence from beyond this universe. In this universe his name was Poison, ironic, isn't it? He's literally resistant to it! He chuckled to himself as he looked down at his teen hands, it's been a literal week since he woke up in this world, he took over the body of this about 12 to 13 years old boy and alongside him came his limited knowledge of this world. 'Thankfully i have this...' He sighed, looking from side to side before he jumped up and began climbing this large pipe till he reached the very top.
-x-
[Status:
Name: Poison
HP: 150/150
MP: 500/500
SP: 200/200
Gender: Male
Ttles: [Reborn], [Magicborn], [Born from Misery]
[Reborn: You have been Reborn from another world!
+ Unique Skill]
[Magicborn: You were born with an innate magical ability!
+ Magic Skill]
[Born from Misery: You were born in a place where misery is a normal occurrence, you're used to it.
+ Antipathy Skill]
Lvl: 5 (+5 per lvl)
Class: [None]
Stats:
Str: 8
End: 10
Vit: 10
Agi: 13
Dex: 15
Int: 20
Wis: 20
Char: 20
Will: 20
Extra Stat Points: 25
Skills:
Passive Skills: [Parkour lvl 3], [Sprinting lvl 3], [Polearm Proficiency lvl 2], [Poison Resistance lvl 4], [Disease Resistance lvl 1], [Pain Resistance lvl 1]
Active Skills: [Innate Magic: Nature lvl 1], [Antipathy lvl 1]
Unique Skills: [Inventory lvl 1]
-x-
With a sigh, he rested on top of the giant pipe hay excreted this green sick liquid, making him dizzy for a second, he knew it wasn't a great idea to stay where he was and just got up and jumped from where he was into the next pipe to the side, his hand catching his terribly light body and pulling him up to the balcony-like place he got. His hand stretched out as he focused for a second and felt his innate connection to the world around him, his innate magic made him connected to nature itself! So of course he could feel it, the air, the ground, the weak life upon the earth that quickly withered away and died faster than he could think- Nature in the Undercity was always struggling, always fighting, just like the people from here- He activated his [Antipathy] skill that quickly stopped himself from feeling bad for them, he knew that in this cruel new reality of his he needed to think of himself first and others lather. "Fuck..." he jumped higher, his feet catching on a pipe, making him loose balance and almost fall, if it wasn't for his reached out hand thay quickly gathered his magical energy and sent a green whip to wrap itself around the nearest pipe.
"Need to be more careful." He muttered before he pulled himself, knowing he was in constant danger here. He needed to have a steady form of fund, he knew he was in the League of Legends universe because this place was called Undercity and he knew that it was the place that was before Zaun, he hasn't watched Arcane he knew of one name: Vander. Vander was the name he has heard around a lot, and he couldn't help but wonder who he was! He didn't have any memories from this body, but the moment he woke up he was in the corner of a wall beaten up and bruised, he just assumed he was punched and kicked to death, which wasn't a lie. Jumping from pipe to wood, from wood to lane, and from lane to pipe, he dodged and moved around the undercity with Dexterity and proficiency only seen by those who grew here! He was trying to pickpocket someone, he never did this before, but he tried anyway, whenever someone caught him he just stunned them by doing a quick jab to their throat, eye, or balls if the subject was male.
He didn't get the [Pickpocketing] skill he wanted, but he got a new useful skill!
[Stun lvl 1: You can do a quick strike to the target, stunning it in place for 1 second (s), the stunned target cannot move, attack, or use any ability or skill.]
He tried it on several people, angering a lot of people, he made sure to target only people he saw and thought weak, which were the skinny and sometimes addicted people of the Undercity. The way his skill worked was that he quickly moved his hand in a motion and touched a pressure point of the target, if the target did not have a pressure point, then his would strike somewhere where the target would be unable to act. His proficiency increased as he leveled ut up to lvl 3, making the target now stunned to up to 3 whole seconds! He chuckled as he jingled a few coins on a purse he got, of course he wasn't completely stupid, he only left a few coins in the purse while the majority of it went to his [Inventory lvl 1] where he kept his things. Food, weapons (broken pipes), and now money! He sighed, relieved that now he would have food to eat- he has been eating things he managed to find or steal, and now with money he could buy shit.
He sighed... Huh, why does he feel sleepy all of a sudden?
-Scene Cut-
"AAAARGH!"
"Shhh... It's okay, don't worry... it'll end quickly."
"FUUUCK!"
"Just stop screaming, you shouldn't even be awake right now, you're doing this to yourself- if only you stayed asleep."
"FUCK YOU!"
"Now that isn't nice, is it?"
[Pain Resistance skill has Leveled up.]
[Pain Resistance skill has leveled up.]
[Pain Resistance skil-]
"It's almost done..." He heard the old man whisper, he knew that guy, but he couldn't remember his name through the pain he was feeling. "Just the finishing touch..." With a stabbing pain, he blinked, and he saw himself flying out of his own body before he floated above himself- he saw it, his own bloodied body changing, the veins on his body glowing purple before this dark grey-green color spread across his skin, growing out of his body, fangs and claws growing fast until it became large enough to tear a man in half! He watched in both amazement and terror as his aoul was pulled back inside his body, and unconsciousness greeted him.
What happened?
He was put to sleep, by some kind of poison which knocked him out cold long enough for him to be strapped on a table with chains until this old man- Singed! He was Singed! He injected him with something, apparently he wanted a test subject for something and someone gave him to the old man, and now he was being mutated into... Warwick. He became Warwick? Hoky fucking shit, is he going to be dominated by his bloodlust now? In this in-between state of consciousness and unconsciousness, he felt his body being pushed as he couldn't hear nor feel jis heart beating anymore... He felt his body being dragged away by something before he fainted, full into unconsciousness.
*GASP*
With a gasp of fresh air and pain, he came to consciousness, feeling an unrelenting pain that spresd through his whole body- He coughed as blood left his mouth and eyes, pieces of glass and rusty metal were sticking on his skin and body, his bones broken and cracked, his lungs full of poison that it burned his being inside out-
[Your Poison Resistance skill is now level 18]
[Your Pain Resistance skill is now level 22]
[Yor Disease Resistance skill is now level 13]
[You received the skills:
[(P) Eternal Hunger lvl 1]
[(A) Bloodlust lvl 1]
[(P) Natural Weapon Proficiency lvl 1]
[(A) Fear Howl lvl 1]
[(P) Sharp Senses lvl 1]
[(P) Regeneration lvl 1]
[Your Stats are now:
Str: 22
End: 25
Vit: 25
Agi: 30
Dex: 30
He slowly rose from the rouble and dusted himself as he pulled away the things stuck to his body, he looked up to see the massive crater where he was thrown out of- This large place was full of green oozing liquid, acid, and clouds of green! "Fuck..." He survived what was the worst experience in his life! He growled annoyed at everything- "Wait, what?" His voice was gravely, deep and raspy, resembling a wolf if it could speak! "Well, that's new." he sniffed the air unconscious of his own his own action, but the deep smell of rot and the burning scent of blood, poison, and disease invaded his nostrils deep. He whined, like a kicked puppy, shaking his head fast and running away from the smell because he needed to get away from this! His claws sank into the walls of the stone cavice, he climbed until he he saw an open pipe, where he entered and ran through withour care as his skin burned.
[You received the skill [Acid resistance] lvl 1]
He kept receiving notifications of his skill of Resistance to acid leveling up until it reached level 10, which it slowed down leveling up, his [Regeneration] reached level 3 as well, and he kept running down the pipe. He wanted to get revenge on that man, but he thought maybe it was also his fault because he tested his skill on many people and might've caught their wrath.
He will have his revenge though, he can feel the deep desire for blood inside his heart burning as he thought of the pain he felt.
[Status:
Name: Poison
HP: 500/500
MP: 500/500
SP: 500/500
Gender: Male
Ttles: [Reborn], [Magicborn], [Born from Misery], [Survivor], [Chimera]
[Reborn: You have been Reborn from another world!
+ Unique Skill]
[Magicborn: You were born with an innate magical ability!
+ Magic Skill]
[Born from Misery: You were born in a place where misery is a normal occurrence, you're used to it.
+ Antipathy Skill]
[Survivor: You survived something someone weaker would surely die from.
+ Defy Death skill]
[Chimera: You are the amalgamation of two or more different creatures put together into something better, with more power.
+ Skills, Status, 5 Levels]
Lvl: 10 (+5 per lvl)
Class: [None]
Stats:
Str: 22
End: 25
Vit: 25
Agi: 30
Dex: 30
Int: 20
Wis: 20
Char: 20
Will: 20
Extra Stat Points: 50
Skills:
Passive Skills: [Parkour lvl 3], [Sprinting lvl 3], [Polearm Proficiency lvl 2], [Poison Resistance lvl 18], [Disease Resistance lvl 13], [Pain Resistance lvl 22], [Acid Resistance lvl 10], [Regeneration lvl 3], [Eternal Hunger lvl 1], [Sharp Senses lvl 1], [Natural Weapon Proficiency lvl 1]
Active Skills: [Innate Magic: Nature lvl 1], [Antipathy lvl 1], [Fear Howl lvl 1], [Bloodlust lvl 1]
Unique Skills: [Inventory lvl 1], [Defy Death lvl 1]
-x-
-Author Note-
Here we have a new idea i had! In Arcane, with a Gamer System, and as Warwick. He only survived the process of becoming Warwick because Janna blessed him before he could die, keeping him alive, since he was the only being who remembered her.
Regarding his appearance, he is a Werewolf-like beast like Warwick, with grey-green fur and green eyes, however, he doesn't have those green tubes and augmentations that Warwick has in his body. He is also smaller and younger, compared to the Warwick from the game, he's a puppy. His ears are larger too, compared to his head, and he has this large scar on the left side of his eye due to him resisting the process of being transformed into the chimera he is now.
You're reading a DaoOfGay fic, of course this is very gay, probably OcxOc, will have to think about it.
Also, hey, thanks for waiting. I was having a shitty life and inspiration never came, but after having watched Arcane, it came a little. Not that motivated, but I'll try to continue to write.