After a hard week of only training Michael finally got time to rest.
"Access Rewards."
Michael thought it would be more exciting to access his rewards at the end of all his training.
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Quest System
Rewards
Boxing Skill (Passive)Boxing Skill (Special)Boxing Skill (Level Up)
Which Rewards would you like to access?
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"Boxing skill passive."
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Quest System
Boxing Skill (Passive)
1. Can't Touch Me: Improved reflexes, Dodge better, punch better, counter better
You're Just Words: Be able to read your opponents moves better Reverse Eyes: ???
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This was a hard decision for Michael. One of the options was already off the list cause he didn't know what it did. He thought about it for a while and eventually ended up picking
"You're Just Words."
Michael thought that this skill fit his boxing style better than the other skills.
"Access Boxing Skill Special."
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Quest System
Boxing Skill (Special)
Berserk: Lose control and be able to rapid fire punches for 30 seconds straight (energy not deducted) Sniper: Have one punch that hits the opponent precisely no matter the conditions
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"Sniper." Michael knew that the 'Berserk' skill wouldn't fit him even though it sounded pretty useful.
"Access Rewards."
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Quest System
Which skill would you like to level up?
1. Jab (E+)
2.Ring Awareness (FF)
3.Dream Fighter (C)
4.You're Just Words (D)
5.Sniper (D)
(Leveling up a skill resets the cooldown on it)
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This was a tough choice for Michael. He thought a shower would help him make a decision so he took a shower and when he came back to the room someone who wasn't one of his roommates was standing there.
"Do you know where Michael is?" A lady who probably worked for Figg said. She was holding what looked like a letter.
Rick was having a conversation with her but when he saw Michael he pointed at him and said to the lady, "Oh, he's over there."
As soon as the lady looked at Michael she looked away and blushed. Since Michael just came out of a shower he had his top off, but he immediately put it back on.
"Sorry about that," Michael said while scratching his head.
"It's ok."
"So what is this for?"
"Figg wanted to send you a message."
"Figg sent me a message?!" Michael was flabbergasted. Getting a message from Figg basically meant you were a good boxer. Rick got a message from Figg before and it basically said that he was betting on him to win.
"Thank you ma'am."
"My pleasure."
As soon as the lady left Michael started reading what the letter said.
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I'm gonna be honest with you Michael.
Your chances of winning against the fighter I put you up against is so slim that it would be better if you give up.
You were the worst boxer I analyzed out of the 1750 and you don't even train that hard. Hopefully you appreciate this letter letting you know you're gonna die soon.
Train harder in your next life.
-Figg
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"Huh?" Michael said out loud. He expected something different to be on the letter, something positive. Immediately as he read that he walked out of his room and straight to the gym.
"Hey where are you going Michael!" Jake shouted.
Michael ignored him and kept on walking. After Michael left Jake and Rick read the letter and realized why he was mad.
When Michael was in the gym he was letting out his anger on the heavy bag but he realized this was a bad idea. If he spent too much energy he would be fatigued when he was fighting. Michael proceeded to calm himself down since he was enraged by Figg's letter. Jake and Rick came to support him but he told them he wanted some time alone.
As soon as they left Michael tested out his 'Sniper' skill but when he used a quest window popped up in front of him.
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Quest System
Sniper
Cooldown: 11h 59m 59s
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Shit. He used his special skill the night before his fight so he couldn't use it in his fight. Michael wasn't as disappointed because the punch he hit felt really weak and just like a normal punch.
He went to bed in a bad mood but woke up in an even worse mood on the day of his fight.
Michael warmed up a bit and walked inside the room he was gonna be fighting.
This was a battle between life or death for him, literally.