As Raen said this, he saw her fingers loosen around the string.
He quickly ducked down and out of the way as an arrow grazed the side of his face.
"Fuckin' rude." Raen exhaled frustratedly.
As he ducked towards the ground he saw the tusks of the boar that he could not figure out what to do with and had an idea.
He picked up the tusks, one in each hand, and charged towards the elf.
The panic in her eyes was obvious as she started to backpedal and dropped her bow for two daggers she held.
Raen's speed and manic fury were something he had not felt before, well, except for THAT one time.
As Raen reached within a couple of feet of her, he ferociously chunked one of the tusks directly at her head.
She quickly threw her arms up in front of her, blocking the tusk, although it impaled itself into her forearm.
"FUCKING BITCH!" She yelped.
As she pulled her arms down, rage in her eyes from the pain, all she could see was Raen in a state of blood lust, tusk drawn above her.
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< Ishmier, Elf Patroller of the Great Forest Killed. 100 EXP Required for Level Progression Met > |
Looking down at her corpse, he felt nothing but apathy.
"I feel like a psycho."
The red text box showed itself once again.
< Level Requirements Fulfilled, Please Choose Class: > |
Fighter: A melee fighter born of natural strength and physicality. |
Ranger: A stealthy fighter born of the shadows. |
Mage: An intellectual who is born of arcane talents. |
Note: An individual will not be able to progress unless they choose a class. |
Raen scoffed at the red rectangle in front of his face.
A voice peeped up from behind him.
"You should feel like a psycho. You killed a small elven woman. Any normal person with the blood on their hands should weep." Raen turned to see an old elven man standing, hands on his cane in the clearing behind him.
The old man continued, "Though it is my daughter's fault that she died. She let go of that fateful arrow without hearing your explanation. Although that may not have changed the outcome, it may have bought her time."
Raen observed the elderly man, then replied, "It would have changed the outcome. Are you not distressed over her passing?"
The man looked down at the dirt and gave a slight chuckle, "No, no. We have much more important things to be worried about. Plus as it seems you lack common knowledge, she will be reincarnated in a year's time.".
Raen raised his eyebrow, "So she comes back with her memories and everything intact?"
He smirks, "Everything until right before their death. Anything associated with their death will be blocked out. It is a natural instinct to block out the trauma."
"I do believe that you did trespass on our lands though. And for that, you do have to pay penance." The old man lifted up his cane and slammed it into the ground.
Almost immediately the wind picked up and started swirling around him. After a moment, a blade of wind shot out towards Raen, visibly piercing the air.
"Shi-" Raen quickly ducked down and behind a nearby tree.
The window popped up again.
< Level Requirements Fulfilled, Please Choose Class: > |
Fighter: A melee fighter born of natural strength and physicality. |
Ranger: A stealthy fighter born of the shadows. |
Mage: An intellectual who is born of arcane talents. |
Note: An individual will not be able to progress unless they choose a class. |
Note: An individual cannot use abilities until they select a class. |
"I fuckin' hate all of these." Raen flinched as the tree behind him got smacked with another blade of wind.
"Next page! Next!"
Note: There are only three options. |
"Fuck you! They all suck! Give me a secret option or something!"
System Secret Selected: Give password. |
"God damn it! There is a password?!"
Password Accepted |
"Huh?!"
Secret Class Selected: Soul Carpenter |
The old man spoke up, "I hate to interrupt your delusions, but I think it is time I finish this fight, though I don't like starting fires it seems you don't want to come out. I wouldn't mind knowing your name so I could lay your unstable soul to rest."
Raen thought to himself.
"Fuck it. Select soul carpenter."
< Soul Carpenter Selected, Integrating and Introducing Skills > |
Marrow the Weak: Enemies with lower HP than you are always crit when attacked. |
Monumental Task: Enemies with higher HP than you cannot deal damage to you for the first 30 seconds of combat. The overall damage dealt to you by the enemy is halved after the 30 second period. |
Soul Carpentry: The souls of your enemies are colored based on their alignment. A soul weapon can be crafted at will, which will hit the souls of the enemies instead of their physical form. |
[Hidden Skill]: --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
The Collector: The souls of entities can be used to craft soul armaments, which when crafted with soul carpentry can attack the physical and spiritual form of an enemy. |
As Raen peered around the tree, he saw the green man alit in a green aura.
"Well, this actually might be fun," Raen whispered to himself.
He reached out his hand tried to manifest some sort of weapon.
Which didn't work.
"How the fuck do I do this though?"
He held his hand out and thought to himself.
"Returning Daggers."
Two metallic daggers sparkled out of the air, falling into Raen's hands.
Raen smiled mischievously.