I had also discovered something new. I could collect two points for my actions; good and bad points; what effect would they have in the end?
"My friend, how did you do that?"
While crazy questions were running through my head, I was startled by a voice coming from next to me. Someone I had seen for the first time approached me because of what had just happened.
"How did we do what?"
I replied like an idiot. I had to find out his true intentions.
"You said something to the man, and then he went and killed the Fallen with ease; how did you do that?"
They did not say in vain; Sheikh does not fly, just the disciple thinks he is flying. Unaware of what was happening, this person believed that Sukrucuk's immunity was my miracle.
"I have a special talent. I'm reading a prayer that you are not affected by the creatures' attack!"
I don't know why I said such a thing, but when I think about it, I realize that I did it to understand the logic of behavior scores.
"Sir, I don't want to suffer for eight hours. Can you pray for me?"
Despair and ignorance, how bad. This person, whose appearance I understood to be middle-aged, had left his destiny in my hands with just one word.
"Go ahead, close your eyes, let me read you, you will turn into a hurricane!"
I was utterly immersed in the game. After muttering lightly, I took a deep breath and blew it into the man's face.
"Come on, lion, smash that one on the side!"
As I drove the poor man onto a Fallen, my eyes sparkled; almost a day had passed here, but this was the moment when I was filled with the joy of living, almost at the height of the fun.
"You're done!"
What is suitable for running in the man? He shouted ferociously when he came near the Fallen, named Apache LVL 1. He was in a good mood like me, but despite me, who was grinning and had his feet in the shield, he was unfortunately within the attack range of the mob.
"Crack Pop, Crack Pop!"
"Crack Pop, it didn't happen again!"
Seeing the person running towards him, Fallen started to play, shaking his head back and forth. In less than a second, he was swirling around his victim as his hands began to whisk like a kitchen mixer.
"Liar, dishonest, son of a bitch!"
The middle-aged man swears like crazy while spinning wildly to keep up with the rhythm.
It didn't take long; the victim of fate, who had collapsed to the ground, would vanish in a minute.
"Wow, look at the sucker. Anyone who says I have every cucumber should be run with salt?"
On the other hand, I was laughing wildly, and I can't remember a time when I was so happy in my twenty-odd years of life.
"Evil score received +5!"
"First trap bonus +5!"
The ringing voice in my head was back, and then I saw the big book open. There was movement on the blood-red page, white letters writing what the spokesperson said.
It was as if icy waters were poured on my neck; what was I doing? With what motivation I sent the man into the mobs, it was like I was a prisoner of an unstoppable passion.
I had to clear my head and think about it; if I couldn't find the reason for my actions, it wouldn't be a surprise if I would repeat the same mistake in the future.
More than half an hour must have passed as I was sitting alone, filtering them through the sieve of logic as many thoughts ran through my mind.
"It must be because I am in Hell. Doing evil must have given me an unimaginable pleasure!"
There was no other explanation. There was no change in my mood while helping Sukrucuk, but I was happy like a child while sending the man to his death.
It couldn't be that easy, could it? Maybe we were being punished on the First Floor of Hell, but it still had its challenges worthy of its name.
"Hey! Well, you were right; the shapeless light said what you said!"
At this time, our vicious lad had returned, and I had decided to make an earring for what I had experienced; if that little act had stimulated my senses so much, I might have come to work as a trainee demon in more enormous evils.
"I'm not lying, bro, now let's have a look at your talent book if you want!"
Upon my words, Sukrucuk turned the face of the book he held in his hand; two words were written on it in pale gold leaf letters.
"Unbreakable Will"
It was evident from his face that what he had experienced made my new partner very excited. He didn't wait long; he quickly opened the cover and read the book.
For ten seconds, Sukrucuk had turned into a Mahound. When he opened his tightly closed eyes, I could see the flames pouring out.
"First the name, then the talent, is this a joke? I was aware of what was going on, and I had the same feeling when I first met my talent; luckily, the punching gave to me ironically wasn't all that bad.
"Big brother, calm down. First, read me the list that starts with Name, and we see if there's any change in yours as well."
"Wait a minute, how was it? Heh, I found it; listen carefully!"
Name: Sukrucuk
Title: Sinner
Level: 1
Life Points: 10
Magic Points: 10
Energy: 10
Attack: 10
Defense: 10
Power: 1
Stamina: 1
Agility: 1
Wisdom: 1
Ability: Unbreakable Will
Profession: None
While Sukrucuk was saying all this in one breath, I compared it with my statistics. In the end, everything was the same except that our abilities were different.
"Big brother, all values are equal except for talents; tell me the description of the talent!"
"Don't ask about it. I'm going crazy the more I look at it!"
The man was furious at my request. I smell dark humor again.
"It's done; let's see what your skill is!"
I tried to persuade Sukrucuk by speaking closely to his speaking style, and luckily, he poured out the features of his talent without much resistance.
Unbreakable Will
– Level 1
- 10% of damage taken is used to restore HP; hits from multiple enemies are multiplied by 2% per person.
-In the case of responding to incoming hits, a one-second freeze is taken.
– Level two requirement – Complete 10,000 hits while the skill is active.
When I fully heard about his talent features, I had to lie down and pray. What kind of test was this? This book had turned the man into a whipping boy.
"Brother, do you understand my problem now? They will always hit me, and I will have to stay still for a second when I respond. How is this talent? Are my hands picking pears? Will passers-by beat me now?"
Sukrucuk was rebelling, and he was right until the end. I urgently needed to say something to calm him down.
"Big brother, don't panic, calm down!"
"How can I be calm? Am I going to wander around like a movie extra?"
"Look, I'm going to tell you the story; you just come sit down and breathe for two minutes, don't be afraid everything will be fine!"