"Perhaps it would be best to focus on the task at hand," Keal murmured, trying to shake off the confusion that swirled in his mind. He glanced at the interface that displayed his status and let out a deep breath. Seeing his name and race didn't surprise him, but the class designation caused a knot of unease to form in his stomach.
"What does being a necromancer even mean?" he muttered to himself. The more he tried to make sense of it all, the more overwhelmed he felt.
Frustration crept in as he realized how little he understood about this interface thingy. "I have so many questions, but I don't even know where to start," he groaned, leaning back against a nearby tree.
Just then, the interface flickered and transformed into something entirely different, catching Keal off guard. His heart raced as he tried to make sense of the new information that appeared before him.
Class: Necromancer
Necromancers are masters of the dark arts, wielding the power of death and decay to achieve their goals. They are highly intelligent and cunning, relying on their knowledge and strategic thinking to survive in the dangerous world of magic.
At the heart of their power lies their ability to control death energy, manipulating the forces of life and death to their will. This allows them to animate the dead, summon spectral beings, and even drain the life force from their enemies to strengthen themselves.
Keal was surprised as he looked at the description of the Necromancer class. He did not expect it to be something that he was already familiar with, but he couldn't quite place where that familiarity came from.
"Where have I seen this status page before? Why does it feel so familiar?" he wondered, rubbing his head from the throbbing pain that had happened earlier.
Frustrated with his own lack of answers, Keal took a deep breath and tried to collect himself. He knew that getting worked up wouldn't help him in the long run. After a moment, he managed to calm down and refocus his attention on the task at hand.
"Someone once said that in situations like these, you must not panic. Keep calm and analyze your circumstances to gain a better understanding of the situation. Set goals to escape your problems," Keal muttered to himself, the words coming out of his mouth before he even realized he was speaking.
He took a deep breath and tried to steady himself, following the advice he had just given himself. The situation was unknow, but he knew that he couldn't let himself give in to fear and panic. He needed to keep a level head if he was going to make it out.
As he tried to gather his thoughts, Keal found himself wondering how he could return to the status page. He had seen it once before, and he was eager to learn more about this familiar interface he had found himself in. Suddenly, the interface changed, and the status page appeared before him once again.
"Well, that solves that," Keal said with a sense of relief, looking at the interface with curious eyes. Maybe now he could learn more about this place.
Keal couldn't help but feel drawn to the element section of the status interface.
element: !"£$ and £$"%^
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The symbols looked almost like a code, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was some sort of hidden meaning behind them.
"Why are the elements written like this? Is there a reason for these symbols?" he asked himself, hoping for a clue or a hint to help him make sense of it all. He scanned the interface, hoping that something would jump out at him and provide some much-needed insight.
As he looked closer at the symbols, Keal realized that he couldn't make heads or tails of them. They seemed almost like gibberish, with no discernible pattern or logic to them.
Frustrated and disappointed, Keal let out a sigh. It seemed that the status interface wasn't going to be much help to him after all.
While feeling frustrated, Keal thought about the status interface once again, and to his surprise, the interface changed back to the status page.
"So, it functions with thought. That's convenient," he muttered under his breath.
He gazed at his attributes and noticed that they represented his overall state, such as strength, agility, intelligence, and constitution.
Strength indicated his physical properties, such as how strong he was. Agility represented his speed, reaction time, and sense. Intelligence indicated his mana capacity, amount of knowledge, and mana sensitivity. Constitution indicated his overall body toughness and how well he could survive in extreme conditions.
"Hmmm...from this status page, it shows that my intelligence is much higher than my other attributes. I hope I can find something that I can compare it with," Keal said to himself. However, his hope was short-lived as the interface remained the same, and he gave up on the idea of finding any more information.
Then, Keal's attention was drawn to the "Construct" spell. He pondered on it, wondering how he could utilize it to his advantage. Another interface popped up, replacing the previous status interface, which displayed the details of the spell.
"Wow, I can actually create my own skeleton army? But why am I not freaked out by the idea of skeletons?" he wondered aloud, feeling a strange comfort around the undead creatures.
Keal then thought about the possibilities of using the spell, but was concerned about the amount of mana it required.
"How can I determine the amount of mana I have?" Keal was puzzled, as he couldn't find any information on his mana level in the status interface.
Suddenly, the status interface displayed his mana level in quantitative terms.
Mana: 150/150
Keal was surprised, but he quickly collected himself and realized that the status interface could only show information that was relevant to his current situation