I was back in the darkness. The strange feeling of falling, yet standing was prominent.
My wounds didn't bother me at all, I couldn't feel a thing.
*Initializing Class Wheel*
*Calculating points*
*First Phase Boss defeated... adding points*
*High survival rate... adding points*
*Strong desire to grow... adding points*
*Calculating*
*Points exceeds the Common Wheel*
*Upgrading the Wheel*
*Succes*
*Initiating high grade class wheel*
The wheel yet again appeared before me. As grand and magnificent as ever.
*Spin the wheel*
This time I wanted a closer look at it before I spun it.
Like last time there where sections in it. Some glowing in different colors.
I noticed the color groups each had a lot of different small roulette sections. Looking yet closer at them I noticed the sections bore similarities to each other within the color group.
The green area, that was dominant in the part of the wheel that I could see, had icons that looked like bows and plants.
The red area further in the wheel had icons like weaponry and creatures.
There where even a very small section of golden glow, that i could barely see from here. The wheel was that vast. But I think one of the icons looked like a human figure with open arms.
Thinking about it like a game, I concluded that the wheel most likely was divided into tons of different classes, defined by different colors. And the small sections within each could be different talents or specialties within those classes.
*Spin the wheel*
Well it's up to luck anyway. I might as well just spin it and see what I get. Even a low ranked class should be helpful compared to none.
*Spin the wheel*
"Yeah, yeah I know already!" I grabbed the edge of the wheel, and unlike last time I didn't need to run to make it spin. I simply focused my strength and tugged hard.
Tic tic tic tic tic tic tic...
It spun for a while, before it stopped at a very small purple light area.
*Obtained S-Ranked Class: Summoner*
The light gathered and flew into me.
*Finalizing*
*Error*
*Activating Title: The First*
*Updating the Wheel*
*Spin the Wheel*
There was no point in thinking about it, so i just grabbed the wheel and spun it yet again.
Tic tic tic tic tic
This time it stopped at a narrow area. The glow looked like tempered white steel.
*Obtained SSS-Ranked Class: Commander*
*Error*
*Anomaly detected*
*Dual-class not possible*
*Processing*
*Creating solution*
*Merging classes*
The purple light that had previously flowed into me, appeared all over my body before it gathered above my head. The steel-colored light merged with it.
The result was some kind of steel-violet... or lavender color? Well it didn't matter, it flew back into me just the same.
*Obtained God-Ranked Class: Legion*
*Ending session*
*You will be returned in 3. 2. 1.*
I was back in the cave and I collapsed immediately to the cold rocky cave floor.
My wounds were screaming with pain. My left side was pierced through, just beside the shoulder joint, below the collarbone. My right leg was bleeding heavily where the goblins dagger had torn trough my muscles. A wound into my stomach, made any movement unbearable.
And to make matters worse. My view was strange, my nose no longer hidden, but broken so that I could clearly see its strange position with my left eye. My nose had splattered blood all over my face and down my chest.
"Are you back?"
Rolf spoke with a coarse voice as he was still walking towards Chioma, with his hand on his neck.
"Yes. But I need help.." I mumbled to him, trying not to move as it would just increase the pain.
"Chioma is passed out. Our only hope is that one or more of those minor health potions will drop."
Rolf moved from goblin corpse to goblin corpse.
With pain continuing to pulse through my body every second, I needed to distract myself or I would pass out.
Frey Raven. Level 5. Inventory: 0/110
Currency: 27C. 0S. 0G. 0T. Dungeon Points: 41
Health: 27/135 Mana: 135/135 Fatigue: 153/175
Passive Mana regeneration: 2,4 / 5sec.
Unallocated Attribute Points: 11
Stamina: 25 - Strength: 24 - Agility: 24
Intellect: 25 - Spirit: 24 - Perception: 40
Class: Legion
Unit capacity: 0/5
Skills: (Rank E) Unique Growth Skill: Looter. (Rank ??) Unique Mythical Skill: Dungeon Creation. Skill: Eternal Watchful Eye. (Rank F) Class-Skill: Summon Unit. (Rank F) Class-Skill: Legions Light.
Titles: The First. Dungeon Master.
Rolf was still walking to each goblin, bowing down to touch them as he passed.
I continued to look into my new skills. As I touched the Summon Unit skill a message prompted before me.
*Choose your Legions Core Race*
*Orc - Dwarf - Skeleton - Human - Lizardman - Fairy - Goblin - Nymph - Satyr - Lycanthrope*
My pain was still intense, so I considered each race fast before I made my choice.
Lizardmen and skeleton was out of the question. I never liked those kind of monsters.
Orc's should be strong, but did I really want to be some kind of evil warlord?
Goblin's was also out. They were generally weak and vile. Not to mention the smell...
A fairy race, hmm. They should be able to wield magic, and I had no skills myself. But I discarded the idea as I didn't want to be called "Lord Fairy" or something weird.
Satyr, I didn't even consider, as I knew very little of them.
Dwarf, Lycan and Human are all, in my opinion, solid choices with great potential for growth. But in the end I didn't have the mental capacity to consider commanding other races, as the pain kept me from thinking clearly.
So, I chose the Human race.
*Human swordsmen-unit added*
*Human spearmen-unit added*
*Human archer-unit added*
*Title obtained: Commander of legions*
I instantly felt a surge of power and vitality curse through me.
The pain lessened all over my body, and I was able to sit up.
I looked at my wounds. My shoulder wound no longer went all the way trough, but it was still open, revealing my tender flesh and tendons inside. My leg-wound had closed entirely and my nose had returned to its original position. The stab wound in my belly was still visible and bleeding, but not nearly as deep.
I instantly looked at my attributes. They had all increased by 25.
Being relieved of the lessened pain and curious at the same time, I pushed on the new title.
Title: Commander of Legions - As a Commander of legions you exude an aura of authority. +25 to all legion units attributes.
I guess as it was my skill, making me the commander, I was also considered a unit of the legion, thereby obtained the attribute bonus.
How my wounds had healed a bit, made sense when I looked at my health.
Health: 152/260 Mana: 260/260 Fatigue: 153/300
"I found one!" Rolf hurried to me, still holding his hand over his neck, clearly in pain from the red and black burned flesh.
"I will survive Rolf. Use the minor healing potion yourself. Chioma is fine aswell, low health and passed out. But she will survive."
I had looked at her status while Rolf came to me.
"How is that even possible! I thought you would die for sure Frey!" His stare was intense as he inspected my body.
"What happened? How come your wounds have closed this much?"
I gave him a side-smile while trying to stand up, supporting myself with my good arm, "drink the potion and I'll tell you."
He glanced at me, removed the top of the tiny vial and gulped it all down, clearly having trouble doing so. But his strained facial expression notably changed, almost instantly, as his body was covered in a faint red glow for a few seconds.
"Oh damn, what a release! I feel so much better already." His coarse voice was already back to normal.
"No shit Rolf. Your neck looked like a barbecued pig. But it's all fine now." I answered. "And to your question. I got my class. Or rather I got two classes, due to my title. But somehow they merged and I ended up with an even higher grade class. It provided me with a title when I tried to use it just now. The title give me attribute boost like the other one, and I healed accordingly I guess."
Rolf looked at me. Worry apparent on his face.
"Some people continue to roll 6's with the dice. While others barely get a single one." He took pause, moving and stretching his neck. "Never get accustomed to luck Frey. Some day it will stop, and could cause your demise when it does."
He grabbed my good arm, pulling me very close. His face so close to mine I could feel my personal space being invaded.
"Never! And I Do mean Never! Do that again Frey. From now on, we make proper strategic plans before we engage in a fight. Do you hear?"
He was clearly mad, and I couldn't blame him. In my rush to test myself, we had all almost died.