[passives toxin resistance, poison resistance, and internal damage reflector acquired]
[all wounds are healing]
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"FUCK!"(mysterious man) yelled as he stormed up from his chair as his body became incredibly fit and void of bruises.
the sight amazed me as I didn't think anything like that would be possible for the man.
I tried not to be seen staring in awe, which seemed to work since the chairs rattle was able to end before the man stopped pacing and looked up from the ground.
the situation had grown into something unpredictable.
I was about to calm him down as the girl stepped in, her hands glowing a strange light before the man started slouching down.
he was about to fall before he stood straight once again almost as if whatever was effecting him no longer mattered.
his eyes were full of rage.
the girl instantly noticed and shrunk back as if trying to avoid what she knew would be a retaliation on the more violent side.
but that didn't happen as an armored man was already behind the mysterious man and had put something in his neck.
a strange glass cylinder drained its contents into the man's neck before the man collapsed, obviously fighting its effects but his body limp for the time being.
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3 days of travel later.
I was sitting in a chair, naked.
I really hate being taken against my will, I swear this shit happens almost every damn week.
whatever, at this point I might as well just let the demon out and go back to being alone, it's what I should've done 9 years ago, I guess you need to fuck up to learn.
I didn't even bother putting on my own clothes, didn't feel worth it.
strangely dressed robed people were bustling about all around me, or at least around the cage I was in, I could leave anytime I wanted, I guess I had time to see what they were up to.
so I guess while I had time I better check out some stuff.
[stat]
name: Syn Ev
lvl: 41/60 (evolve at 60)
race: elder progenic blood evole
HP: 210/210
BP: 210/210
STA: 210/210
STR: 215
AGI: 238
DEX: 217
INT: 206
WIS: 207
[stats and abilities+passives are now separate pages]
*show me abilities+passives page*
abilities:
-(elder blood daggers)
-(sanguine tentacle bladed whip)
-(elder blood mist)
-(human form)
-(blood bomb)
-(evolving siphon)
-(void portal)
passives:
-(anti aging)
-(regeneration quick)
-(durable body)
-(charm)
-(evolving senses)
-(agile creature)
-(elder progenitor)
-(demon from the depths)
-(recover)
-(unconciousness resist)
-(void walker)
-(toxin resist)
-(poison resist)
-(internal damage reflector)
the list is getting longer, I guess that's a good thing?
and that whole breedable thing is finally gone, and so is the emotion and personality of the voice in my head, I guess it was the reason for that part.
I shooed away the screens as I fully focused on what the people in robes were doing.
a large glass rube big enough to fit a person was being checked over and liquid was being added to it, not clear liquid, a strange colored liquid, a color I couldn't place.
I left my human form as not to feel so naked, something I didn't realise I felt until I caught a girl in robes staring.
now back in my tentacled body with its one eye and odd limbs I just sorta sat there, unsure of what to do, should I escape? should I ask someone what's going on?
but as luck, particularly mine, would have it I would never get the time to as I was scooped up by a large hulking brute of an orc and thrown into the large tube like a ragdoll, I didn't have suckers so I couldn't climb out of here, I could break out of here but this liquid is really relaxing, I feel like I could sleep forever.
and that was the last thing I was able to remember thinking.