Name: Lucian Valentino
Rank: F (Lowest)
Race: Progenitor Vampire
Heir: Primordial Blood (Rank-Original), The Supreme Entity/System (Rank-Original)
[Stats]
- Strength: F
- Dexterity: F
- Endurance: S-
- Wisdom: A
- Charisma: B
- Luck: ???
- Mana: E
Current Status Effect:
The Blood Hunger: A primal urge within every vampire, driving them to seek out blood to sustain their existence.
[Skills]
- Intermediate Street Fighting Style (F)
- Advanced Theft Skills (A)
- Beginner Blood Control (D)
- Multiple Blood Bullets (F)
- Night Vision (E)
System Functions:
- Missions/Quests: The system will issue missions. By completing them, the host will be rewarded with skills and other rewards.
- System Skill Shop: Locked.
- ???
- ???
Lucian stared at the stats on the translucent screen in front of him. The data seemed to float, taunting him with its cold, factual display.
"Wait, stats? System, how do you rank this data?" he asked, still trying to make sense of the strange values that had been assigned to him.
[For humanoid creatures, the ranks range from F to SSS.]
[F-rank is the lowest and weakest, while SSS-rank is the strongest and highest.]
The system's emotionless voice echoed in his mind, sounding more like a machine than the mysterious entity it claimed to be.
Lucian hummed in understanding, although he felt a growing irritation. "Explain my stats, System. What do they represent exactly?"
Having never played any games or indulged in activities like others his age, Lucian was unfamiliar with such concepts. If he had experienced a normal childhood, perhaps he would have known. But life had never granted him such a luxury. He would have to start from scratch, learning everything anew.
[Strength: F
Your physical power is very low. You possess little brute force, and your attacks won't deal significant damage. This makes you less effective in direct combat.
[Dexterity: F]
You lack agility and coordination. Your movements are clumsy and slow, making it difficult to dodge attacks or perform precise actions. Your reflexes are also poor.
[Endurance: S-]
You have exceptional durability. You can withstand extreme physical punishment and fatigue. This stat makes you incredibly resilient; your mind won't break easily, even under the toughest tortures.
[Wisdom: A]
You are highly intelligent and knowledgeable, with excellent decision-making skills. You can quickly analyze situations and come up with effective strategies. This stat also enhances your understanding of the world and its mysteries, aiding in problem-solving and complex thinking.
[Charisma: B]
You have a strong presence and can easily influence others. You are persuasive, likable, and capable of rallying people to your cause. While not at the highest level, you can still lead and inspire others with your charm and social skills.
[Luck: ???
Your luck is unpredictable and cannot be measured. Sometimes, fortune smiles upon you, leading to unexpected opportunities or miraculous escapes. Other times, you might find yourself in dire situations despite careful planning. This stat adds an element of uncertainty and surprise to your journey.
[Mana: E]
You have a very low mana pool, making you less capable of using magic or other mana-based abilities. You need to be cautious with spellcasting or rely on alternative methods, as your mana reserves deplete quickly.
Overall Explanation:
You are physically weak and lack agility, making direct combat challenging. However, you have a near-unbreakable endurance, a sharp mind, and a charismatic personality, allowing you to overcome obstacles through strategy, resilience, and social influence. Your unpredictable luck adds an element of surprise to your adventures, and your low mana pool forces you to be creative in your use of magic. This unique combination of stats shapes you into a character who relies on intellect, endurance, and charisma rather than brute force or magical prowess.
Lucian looked at the detailed explanation provided on the transparent screen. His lips twitched in disbelief and frustration.
"System, you're talking bullshit," he spat out, barely holding back his anger. "Didn't you say F-rank is the weakest? How are my strength and dexterity stats at the lowest rank when I've been training since childhood? I've survived countless hardships, fought numerous bullies, and even gangsters. And as for dexterity, you explained it as agility and coordination, or something like that. Do you know how fast my hands are? I can rob your pocket, and you wouldn't even know about it!"
His voice grew louder as he continued, his frustration spilling over. "Wisdom is good, but what the hell are you talking about with charisma? If it was just about being handsome, B-grade is very low! But as you explained persuasive, likable, capable of rallying people to their cause, blah blah blah! That's utter bullshit! There aren't many people who can talk with me straight for more than five minutes. I don't believe in your lies because I've never seen anyone attracted to me or come up to me for a small talk!"
He paused only to catch his breath, his chest heaving with anger. "And why are there question marks on my luck? If the stats were in the negative, I'd believe it with my eyes closed. But what do you mean by '???' and saying I'm lucky and unlucky at the same time? Fortune smiles on me? I've never had a lucky day since I was born! Everything's been bad for me! Just look at the past two days kidnapped by that psycho, tortured, then you came and bound yourself to me without my permission! Not to mention, you told me someone used a special skill to absorb my vampire traits and mana when I was a child, making me talentless and manaless. I never get anything! What do you mean by all that?"
Lucian's voice had risen to a shout, and his frustration poured out in one breath. He had to stop, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tried to calm down. Just as he paused to take a deep breath, the system's voice chimed in again, as cold and emotionless as ever.
[System analysis is accurate with no mistakes, Host.]
[You might be stronger and faster than those street thugs, but if ranked against people who are trained and have abilities, you are nothing. Remember how that man subdued you in just a mere second.]
Lucian's mouth snapped shut. He had no words to argue against that. The memory of being effortlessly overpowered stung deeply, a reminder of his weakness.
[And charisma? Indeed, you possess it. You could converse with many people and have many friends or people around you if you hadn't built that invisible wall around yourself, blocking out anyone who wanted to get close to you. You've never accepted anyone into your life and never tried to make friends or connect with others. But you do have the ability, if only you try it.]
The system's words were cutting, but they hit the truth, and Lucian knew it. It wasn't that he couldn't connect with people it was that he chose not to. His mind raced as he listened to the system's unflinching assessment.
[And about your luck: I admit it was bad for you from childhood. But remember, you got something that attracted one of the Primordial Concepts itself, binding you with me the Supreme System which is an honor in itself.]
The system's voice held a rare note of pride, as if expecting Lucian to feel privileged.
Lucian, however, was at a loss for words. "What luck?" he muttered, his voice low. "I never agreed to be part of this system or to accept any Primordial Concepts. You forced everything on me without my permission. It's bad luck for me, nothing more."
The system remained silent, as if mulling over Lucian's words, or perhaps acknowledging his frustration without offering any solace.
Finally, Lucian broke the silence. "Wait... Do I have mana now?" His eyes widened as he noticed the stat labeled "Mana: E" on his system interface. This was new, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of confusion and curiosity.