"I told you Blake, RUN" The boy's annoyance bubbles through his oncoming fear.
"You know me, I can handle these….. Guys". A false confidence tries to fill his shaky voice. Terror fills his expression as he tries to form a smile through it all.
"I won't let them hurt you….. I WON'T". His eyes gleam with resolve, burning itself into his mind.
Running forward with all he has, a new arm has already been regenerated. Curling the freshly formed fingers into a fist. A heavy blow is delivered to one of the hunters.
"Even if I'm terrified, I refuse to sit by and let them hurt you. Not while I can do something". A wide nervous grin breaks through his terror. Standing strong through the agony beating him down.
"You have others to protect Blake"
"Now GO!". Despair yells out through his voice. His body continues to move through the waves of primordial fear, not yielding to their screams.
A thick slash meets his waist, severing his torso in two. Flesh starts to stitch back together immediately.
"DAMIEN!" A blood curdling scream finds its way into the waking world along with Blake.
Green eyes rapidly open in terror only to be met with a familiar hovering screen chiming away as usual. Impatiently spamming him with new notifications.
[Quest Complete]
[Level up!]
[150/1000 EXP]
[Reward: +10 stats in your choosing]
[Randomized ability complete]
[Sharks Teeth: Manipulating your energy you can form a set of electric shark teeth over your own. Cost 15 Energy]
"What the hell happened to me?" Blake says to himself as he rubs his face. His awareness begins to sharpen as an unfamiliar ceiling comes into view.
Brushing his hand over his chest. They're met with fresh scars. Jagged teeth marks scatter across his torso. A purple bruise covers the right side of his face. The system continues to chime away aggressively, forceful gaining his attention.
"I levelled up"? Memories of the exam break their way through delivering the disturbing events within his mind. Flashes of his possession become clearer with each second.
Horror of the event filled his mind. The previous detachment makes itself evident and disorientating for him as his hand finds its way into the strands of his hair.
"Am I even Blake anymore"? He says, the confusion is getting harder and harder with each day. The image of himself becoming less and less understandable.
''Would I have even have passed without that things help?''. His self doubt sprouts and starts to circulate within his mind.
"I have to get stronger. I can't let this thing win". Clenching his fist digging his nails into the flesh.
"It's already leagues ahead of me". He says his determination clashes against the horror and worry of the event.
"Status" Immediately the screen opens up displaying all of Blake's stats and body signals.
[Blake Asteria]
[Level 2]
[Energized human]
[HP 30/30]
[Energy 50/50]
[Endurance 20]
[Strength 7]
[Dexterity 15]
[Intelligence 15]
[+10 stats of your choosing]
''If intelligence is everything to do with the mind I'm going to need way more of it if I'm to combat that thing". His inner thoughts spread out trying to brainstorm ideas.
''I was very close to black out after that fight, so I need to start investing into my health pool. It might not just be death waiting for me below 1HP".
''It will have to be a mixture of the two if anything''. Coming to a final decision he balances the points evenly between the two.
[HP 35/35]
[Intelligence 20]
"Hopefully that helps to keep that thing at bay" Blake says as he slams his finger into the confirm button.
[Stat changes have been incorporated]
Immediately the feeling of an artificial rush flows throughout his body strengthening and changing certain parts at the microscopic level.
The neurons in his mind firing with a slighter precision than normal. As his muscular structure becomes more and more intricate almost weaving together.
With a deep exhale he adjusts to the rapid restructuring of his body. Stepping onto his feet now he draws the curtains of his bed, opening his view to a familiar ward. Blue hair sticks out of the pristine white room as a familiar figure meets him.
"Azure"!
"You weren't kidding about being manned for all the exams". Blake comments through his exhaustion.
"I swear kid, your vitality scares me the more I treat you". She says no change in her flat tone.
"I haven't seen anyone with this much stored inside"
"You healed even faster than before". Her cold tone hinting at a sense of astonishment. A familiar expressionless following her voice not drawing away from the Holo-screens as usual.
"My question despite all of this" She says her unwelcoming eyes pierce through her ocean waves of hair.
"Is just how do you know Damien" A fierce curiosity pours out of her. As her gaze locks with Blakes.
"He's been gone for years; nobody outside his immediate circle should know him". The holo-screens disappear as she approaches him closer now.
"So where do you fit in"? A stern tone follows her inquisition of this answer.
"He was my best friend"
"I lost him in the massacre 4 years ago". Blake says. A sadness tries to form again only for it to hollow out and collapse in itself.
"He forced me to escape in the slew of chaos"
"Why am i not surprised he would always do reckless resolutions to dire situations"
"I kept telling him a cool mind will let him keep his head". She says her flat tone emitting a sense of irritation.
"You must've been the one he constantly went on about, always had to shut him up. What was it you two did again roof hopping". Nostalgia brims throughout. The fondness of the past getting the better of her.
"So many stories of your injuries and adventures through Boreal"
"I can see you've inherited his recklessness" She says disdainfully.
"Many days of teaching him how to heal his own injuries instead of needing me".
"I kept telling him to prioritize himself" Her own grief starts to leak its way out into her voice.
A storm of emotions tries to break through Blake hearing the past. Only for it to fall short allowing only the eye of that storm to center around him. Sorrow refuses itself.
"Yet despite all that he would always ignore that warning". Tears cascade down her thin face. The waves of hair spotting up some of the forming tears.
"He was my student" She says as anger and determination boil inside her voice through the slew of tears.
"I haven't given up on him yet, there's still hope".
"I can still feel his dimming energy signal despite all this time" Young pale hands wipe away her tears leaving only for her goal to remain.
"I will get him back, the military has already failed me once i cant trust them"
"So I will do it myself". She says making her dissatisfaction clear as crystal.
"I've waited long enough".
"So Blake, will you help me get him back"? She says as her eyes lock with Blakes showing the remnant tears.