๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐:
Name: Himura Satล
Age: 17
Religion: None
Race: Human?
Description: A suicidal and collected young man with no directions in life. After appearing in this new world for unknown reasons, he met Astoria, Alice, and Freya who is at his party.
An absolute coward at everything and does everything he can to protect the people he miraculously somehow cared for.
Appearance: His face is considered somewhat handsome in the world he has reincarnated in though after years of self-harming and not caring about his life made it pretty hard to notice such a thing.
Most of the time he is expressionless since he has no idea how to make expressions despite his years of drawing experience.
His dark brown eyes are covered by his overgrown black hair with no styles whatsoever. Himura tends to sway his head to the side so that his hair doesn't get in the way of his eyes.
His body is kinda built especially on the legs due to his natural agility. Both of his arms had scars from his self-harm and his neck has a single-cut wound that is covered by a scar from something being around his neck.
Character Board ( ? ) -
Status ( ? ) -
Stamina ( ? ): 2970/2970
Mana ( ? ): 1/1
Stats ( ? ):
Strength: 16
Dexterity: 31
Constitution: 17
Wisdom: 24
Intelligence: 17
Charisma: 28
Buffs ( ? ):
[None]
Debuff ( ? ):
Weak ( ? )
Duration: 9 Days
Blessings ( ? ):
[None]
Curses ( ? ):
Curse of reincarnating ( ? )
Duration: Forever
Passive Skills ( ? ):
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐.๐ต - A skill to draw anything on paper with great details.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ฎ๐น๐บ ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐.๐ฑ - Ability to keep calm in any type of situation.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ฆ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฝ ๐๐.๐ฏ - Your general knowledge and skill with the sword.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ป๐ถ๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ถ๐น๐น ๐๐.๐ฎ - Your ability to stab and cut anything with a knife or short blade.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐.๐ฎ - Ability and knowledge of how to cook meat and vegetables.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ฒ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐บ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐.๐ด -
You do not value lives as high as other individuals, making you less likely to hesitate when taking a life
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐.๐ฎ - Sense when something is about or will kill you.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ฆ๐น๐ ๐ง๐ผ๐ป๐ด๐๐ฒ ๐๐.๐ฑ - You manipulate your words to get what you want from people without anyone noticing.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ฃ๐ผ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐.๐ณ - Most things cannot destroy your expression unless you choose to.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ก๐ฎ๐๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฟ ๐๐.๐ญ๐ฌ - You lie as naturally as you breathe.
Skills ( ? ):
๐จ๐ป๐ฑ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ผ๐ฐ๐๐ ๐๐.๐ญ - Gain [Focus( ? )] for 5 minutes.
While it is active, any damages will only decrease the effectiveness of [Focus( ? )] instead of destroying the effect completely.
Magic ( ? ):
[None]
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Name: Astoria Greenhorn
Age: 67
Religion: None
Race: Elf
Description: A always laughing young woman who is the progenitor of bad ideas and always has the tendency to protect everyone around her because she witnessed the death of her village while powerless, giving her some sort of trauma. This is the reason she always takes the frontline.
Appearance: A pale woman with a pretty face. Her black hair is kept short to avoid her accuracy from dropping in windy places.
She has a small scar on her cheek and has cute and small jagged teeth giving her a smile that no man can resist.
However, her body has an ugly scar that extends to her feet. Her scar a covered by simple leather armor and her arms and legs are covered with silver-colored armor. Her torso is left open and traded for mobility.
She wields an old ornate bow from her village.
Character Board ( ? ) -
Status ( ? ) -
Stamina ( ? ): 4890/4890
Mana ( ? ): 5672/6780
Stats ( ? ):
Strength: 29
Dexterity: 42
Constitution: 16
Wisdom: 34
Intelligence: 21
Charisma: 15
Buffs ( ? ):
[None]
Debuff ( ? ):
Scars of the past ( ? )
Duration: Till death
Blessings ( ? ):
Blessing of the god of the hunt, Kul ( ? )
Duration: Till death
Curses ( ? ):
[None]
Passive Skills ( ? ):
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐.๐ด - Ability to any weapons which use arrows as ammunition.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ฟ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ ๐๐.๐ฑ - Ability to handle heavy armor while not being strained by its heaviness.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ถ๐น๐น๐ (๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐) ๐๐.๐ฐ - Natural ability to traverse the forest new or not.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ฃ๐ผ๐ถ๐๐ผ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐๐. ๐ต - No poison or alcohol, can affect you unless it is really strong.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ฐ๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ ๐ช๐ถ๐๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ป๐ด๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ช๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐.๐ด - Your natural aim with a ranged weapon
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ก๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐.๐ญ๐ฌ - You cannot be blinded by darkness.
Skills ( ? ):
[None]
Magic ( ? ):
Sh๊ชrฯ - Sharpens anything a thousandfold.
li๊ชป - Creates a small ball of light
*****
Name: Alice Darkrin
Age: 96
Religion: None
Race: Homunculus
Description: A woman whose body is suspended in time as the effects of her resurrection. She spends every free time studying everything on resurrection and summoning to revive her parents. This obsession to revive her parents gets in the way of everything around her and unless she is forced to go out with her party which for some reason she appreciates, she will continue her research.
Appearance: Her body is permanently stuck as a petite 15-year-old girl which creates some misunderstanding. She wears round glasses and has baggy eyes, she also has white hair.
She can be found always wearing a white lab coat and has two overflowing waist packs for her summoning materials.
Character Board ( ? ) -
Status ( ? ) -
Stamina ( ? ): 1300/1300
Mana ( ? ): 7090/7090
Stats ( ? ):
Strength: 12
Dexterity: 22
Constitution: 15
Wisdom: 21
Intelligence: 58
Charisma: 9
Buffs ( ? ):
Anti-aging ( ? )
Duration: Forever
Debuff ( ? ):
Anti-aging ( ? )
Duration: Forever
Blessings ( ? ):
[None]
Curses ( ? ):
[None]
Passive Skills ( ? ):
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ป๐ถ๐บ๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐.๐ฒ - Ability and knowledge to handle animals.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ฆ๐๐บ๐บ๐ผ๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ ๐ฎ๐ด๐ถ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ ๐๐.๐ญ๐ฏ - Your ability and knowledge about summoning
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐.๐ต - Ability to research a certain topic optimally
Skills ( ? ):
[None]
Magic ( ? )
riแฆ๊ซ
- The universal summoning spell.
*****
Name: Freya Bellken
Age: 70
Religion: The Church Of Hu
Race: Elf
Description: A physically strong brunette woman with a curse of not being able to use her mana and because of this she is overloaded with mana but thankfully it hasn't caused her to get mana sickness.
Because of her curse, she is often discriminated against, back in her childhood and even now.
Appearance: A physically strong body hidden under her modified nun clothes. She doesn't wear the hat of her nun clothes.
She has light brown hair and skin tone and wields a modified steel staff where the bottom of it is sharpened and the top was an unknown jewel that seems to have lost its color.
Character Board ( ? ) -
Status ( ? ) -
Stamina ( ? ): 1300/1300
Mana ( ? ): 7090/7090
Stats ( ? ):
Strength: 12
Dexterity: 22
Constitution: 15
Wisdom: 21
Intelligence: 58
Charisma: 19
Buffs ( ? ):
[None]
Debuff ( ? ):
[None]
Blessings ( ? ):
Blessing of the god of the hunt, Kul ( ? )
Duration: Till death
Blessings of the god of foreign and mystery, Hu ( ? )
Duration: Till death
Curses ( ? ):
Mana flow defect ( ? )
Duration: Till death
Passive Skills:
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐๐ต ๐๐.๐ณ - Your loyalty to your religion prevents you from getting corrupted by another church or cult.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ฆ๐๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ ๐๐.๐ด - Your ability and knowledge of using any staff.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐น๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐.๐ฑ - Knowledge of how to handle your weapon at a close range or in an enclosed space.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ๐ฑ๐ ๐๐.๐ณ - You have a balance between agility and strength and you know how to use it well.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ฆ๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ป๐ด๐๐ต ๐๐.๐ด - Your ability to carry weight or handling to any strength-related activities.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ถ๐น๐น๐ (๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐) ๐๐.๐ฑ - Natural ability to traverse the forest new or not.
[๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ] ๐ก๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐.๐ญ๐ฌ - You cannot be blinded by darkness.
Skills ( ? ):
๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐.๐ณ - Transfer any amount of mana to one or more individual
Magic ( ? ):
[None]
*****
๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฝ: Himura Satล, a suicidal boy was killed and is reincarnated into another world. There he meets, Astoria, Progenitor of bad ideas, Freya, The priest that can't heal, and Alice, the not-so versatile mage.
After dealing with the mysterious phoenix, they decided to travel to Kliyer, the city of creation and met the madman named Likru.
As Himura discovers the feeling known as thrill, he came across a new threat, The Abyss.
They fought against them but at the cost of Himura's left arm and a lot of adventurers, artificials, and soldiers.
Currently, Himura is in a comatose state after the battle while his party waits for him to awaken.
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Volume 2: Prologue
๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฝ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ
I, the scripter walks into space, trying to check on a single book, the most important one.
Though I am called The Scripter, the one who writes in truth, I have only written one book which was in front of me.
"The creation of life"
A simple title.
After finishing this book, I left it for some time only to come back with more books around it.
This book was everything if this is corrupted by the black goop or as they call it "The Abyss", everything will die.
Another became corrupted as I was going back to read with this book in hand.
It tries to attack but as always I open a portal beneath it and dropped it in the void where mountains of them were found.
I sigh before I sat down.
I look up at my dimension.
"Destructor, where are you? if you were here, my books would be safe by now"
I call to him but there was nothing.
I sigh again, for my lack of power to fix this myself.
My only ability is to write books into existence while the destructor was the one who destroys them when needed.
I can only modify a few lines in finished books so I had no choice watch them all suffer. I wasted one chance to fix these long ago when I first noticed the existence of the abyss.
I grabbed the book which I created and foolishly put these lines in:
"All weaponry will kill them and all room which them inside, a barrier shall be created where they cannot leave"
I sigh one last time, remembering it, before putting "The creation of life" to the side and finally start reading again.