In the ancient Republic, the Mystical held profound significance, and those who possessed the rare skill to build it were revered and esteemed.
Among the citizens, there was no one who truly comprehended the intricate runes used to create these powerful artifacts or the enigmatic Life Advancement Engines.
One day, I stumbled upon a mysterious and ancient book that promised to reveal the secrets of Mystical creation.
Its worn pages were filled with complex symbols and formulas, but as I delved into its contents, I realized that grasping this knowledge was no easy feat. It would take years of unwavering dedication and study to even scratch the surface of its wisdom.
Knowing the immense value of this clandestine knowledge, I resolved to keep it a secret, sharing it with no one. The power that this information held could sway the balance of the Republic and, in the wrong hands, lead to confusion.
With great caution, I closed the window to the outside world and took steps to conceal my presence.
I set fire to the surroundings, masking my scent to eliminate any trail that could lead back to me. It was a risk I had to take to safeguard the knowledge hidden within the book.
As I made my way through the forest, every step was measured and alert. The Devils that lurked in the darkness posed a formidable threat, especially after dusk.
The creatures were more active at night, and I couldn't afford to encounter them in groups, especially near the ominous Lake, where packs of Professional Mark Devils roamed. Facing even a small group of these fearsome beasts could mean certain death.
With my heart pounding, I continued my journey, staying vigilant and avoiding any confrontations with the low-level Devils that crossed my path.
I knew that the true challenge lay ahead, as I sought to comprehend the ancient wisdom of the Mystical and unlock the secrets of Life Advancement Engines, all the while ensuring that this knowledge remained hidden from the world.
My quest for understanding and protection had only just begun.
My senses perked up at the faint sound of clashing metal coming from the North side. Intrigued and curious, I followed the source of the noise. As I drew nearer, the metallic sounds grew louder and clearer, indicating a battle nearby.
Stepping cautiously through the undergrowth, I finally arrived at the scene of the fight. Two figures, not much older than myself, a boy and a girl, were engaged in a heated confrontation with four formidable Baif Bulls.
Surprisingly, they weren't on the defensive, but rather appeared to be actively hunting the Devils.
Each combatant displayed impressive skill, clearly at the Lv.1 Professional Stage. I watched in awe as they moved with fluidity and precision, executing their maneuvers with grace. It was evident that they were no strangers to the art of combat.
As the adrenaline-filled skirmish continued, my envy grew. The Baif Bulls they fought were massive creatures, and I knew that their meat and Devil cores would fetch a high price in the market.
The thought of their potential earnings filled me with longing and frustration. I could only imagine what I could do with such resources at my disposal.
Despite my desire to stay and witness more of the intense battle, I knew it was prudent to leave. I didn't want to intrude or give the wrong impression. They were skilled fighters, and it was evident that they had their reasons for being there.
With a mix of admiration and jealousy, I quietly slipped away from the scene, deciding to continue my journey through the forest. The encounter had left me with a renewed sense of determination.
I would hone my own skills and uncover the secrets of the Mystical in solitude, as sharing such knowledge would be far too risky. As the sun began its descent towards the horizon, casting long shadows through the trees, I knew that my path was both challenging and uncertain. But it was one I had to walk alone.
For the past two days, I had been pushing myself to the limits, operating my Advancement Engine relentlessly from the moment I woke up till the late hours of the night. The initial discomfort and persistent headaches were almost unbearable, but I gritted my teeth and pressed on.
In the beginning, I could only endure the Advancement Engine's strain for a mere two hours, but everything changed after the intense battle in the tunnel. Something within me shifted, and I found a new reservoir of strength and determination.
It was as if the fight with the Devils had ignited a hidden potential, allowing me to operate the Advancement Engine even while engaging in combat.
In the training facility, I experimented with operating the Advancement Engine during my fights. Though it still caused headaches, the pain was overshadowed by the agony of circulating the Exercise. But the discovery didn't end there.
Two days ago, a wild idea sprouted in my mind: what if I could refine my life while training and performing other activities? It sounded preposterous at first, but as I pondered it further, the notion grew more plausible.
Given my modest talent and the slow pace of refining my life for just a few hours each day, I knew it would take years to achieve the desired purity level of above 80%.
I needed to find a way to accelerate the process. The battle in the tunnel had taught me the value of pushing boundaries, and I was determined to explore this newfound potential.
The idea was simple yet groundbreaking – by refining my life during training and other tasks, I could make progress while making the most of my time. It was a daring approach, but the potential rewards outweighed the risks.
As I continued my solitary journey through the forest, this newfound strategy occupied my thoughts.
I knew there were no direct potions to purify life, but I had heard rumors of potions that indirectly supported the Advancement process. With my goal set on reaching a purity level above 80%, I was ready to embrace any means necessary to achieve it.