Alex continued his journey, hunting for more intel and resources. Each encounter with the monsters of the post-apocalyptic world tested his limits and sharpened his skills. He quickly realized that his hypnosis was more than just a means of survival; it was a tool for growth. With each creature he tamed, his understanding of their behavior and the workings of his ability deepened. His whispers grew more potent, reaching farther and affecting more powerful beasts.
Days turned into weeks, and his hypnosis skill grew stronger. The bird monster on his shoulder was now a loyal companion, its sharp eyes spotting danger before it was even a speck on the horizon. The canine pack had expanded, with more monsters joining their group willingly under Alex's influence. His control over them grew more nuanced; he could now whisper complex commands that they understood without question.
Alex had discovered that monsters weren't mindless beasts; they had thoughts, fears, and desires of their own. By delving into their minds, he could understand them better, predict their actions, and ultimately control them. His skill had become more than just a whisper; it was a siren's song that could bend the will of even the most ferocious beasts.
As his hypnosis skill reached level 20, Alex found that his mana consumption had decreased dramatically. The effort to charm the creatures was almost second nature now. He could tame monsters from a distance, no longer needing to be right beside them to whisper sweet nothings into their ears. The world around him grew more manageable, the fear of the unknown less oppressive.
His days of scavenging for food were long behind him. The monsters he controlled brought him sustenance from the farthest reaches of the city outskirts. They had become an extension of his will, hunting and gathering resources while he focused on more critical tasks. His once-meager diet was now a smorgasbord of exotic meats and rare plants that only these creatures knew how to find.
With each passing week, Alex's hypnosis skill grew more potent. His whispers grew more seductive and his influence more profound. He found that by reaching a creature's core, he could not only control them but learn from them. The monsters had survived in this world longer than he had, and their knowledge was invaluable. His mind was a treasure trove of information, and he was the master locksmith, unlocking secrets that could mean the difference between life and death.
As his skill reached level 30, Alex's abilities evolved further. He could now plant suggestions in the minds of the monsters he encountered, guiding them away from potential conflicts before they even knew what was happening. The whisper of his hypnosis could turn a ravenous pack of predators into a harmless herd of grazing animals. His control was so absolute that he could send a creature on a mission and have it return days later with the exact information he needed.
The city was no longer a prison but a fortress. With his monsters at his side, Alex felt a newfound sense of freedom. They moved through the ruins like a silent army, their eyes and ears alert to any danger. His whispers grew more potent as his hypnosis skill reached level 30, the air itself seeming to bend to his will. The creatures obeyed him without hesitation, their very nature reshaped by his thoughts.
The canines had become more than just companions; they were his eyes and ears in the wilderness. The bird monsters served as his reconnaissance, bringing him news from the skies. Together, they formed a symbiotic relationship, each relying on the other for survival. Alex's once lonely existence was now filled with a strange camaraderie, a bond forged in the fires of the apocalypse.
As the sun set on another successful hunt, Alex sat by the fire, his thoughts drifting to his family. The warmth of the flames was a stark contrast to the coldness in his heart that had been there since their disappearance. He had to keep moving forward, to honor their memory and to find them. The whispers of the wind seemed to carry their voices, urging him to push on.
The status update chimed on his wristband, jolting him back to reality. He had reached a significant milestone, but his quest wasn't over yet. The words on the screen glowed with a soft blue light, a stark reminder of the progress he had made in this unforgiving world.
Status:
Name: Alex
Level: 30
Health Points: 100/100
Mana Points: 100/100
Vitality: 10
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10
stat points150
Skill: Hypnosis Level 30
Cost: 5 Mana
Effect: Can heavily suggestions and control creatures from a distance.
Monsters Controlled: 5 Bird Monsters, 8 Canine Monsters
Alex stood in the center of the abandoned city, his eyes scanning the horizon. The once-bustling metropolis had become a graveyard of steel and glass, a silent testament to humanity's fall. But amidst the ruins, he saw potential. A place to call his own, a base from which he could continue his search for his family.
With a thought, he directed his monsters to begin the construction of his new home. The canines tore into the concrete with surprising efficiency, their powerful jaws ripping through the rubble. The bird monsters, with their sharp beaks and nimble claws, fetched materials from nearby buildings. Together, they worked tirelessly under his hypnotic command.
The structure grew quickly, a bastion of safety amidst the decay. It was a testament to Alex's ingenuity and his newfound connection with the monsters. He had instructed them to build it strong and secure, with multiple exits and fortifications. It would serve as both his shelter and his command center.
The house was a blend of the familiar and the bizarre, with elements of the old world mixed with the new. The canines had brought down steel beams from a nearby construction site, while the bird monsters had collected glass shards that reflected the light in a dazzling array of colors. The exterior was a mishmash of metal, stone, and glass, glinting in the moonlight like a beacon in the desolate cityscape. Inside, it was surprisingly cozy, with the creature's nests scattered throughout, serving as both beds and chairs for the diverse group of inhabitants.
Alex watched the monsters work with a sense of awe and pride. They had become more than just tools for his survival; they were his companions in a world that had turned against him. The house grew taller and stronger, each block and beam a symbol of the power he had discovered within himself. The whispers of his hypnosis filled the air, guiding them with precision that no human builder could match.
The interior of the house was a sanctuary, a place where the harshness of the outside world was kept at bay. The bird monsters had woven intricate patterns with the glass shards, creating windows that sparkled like diamonds. The canines had dug deep into the earth, crafting a network of tunnels that served as both shelter and escape routes. The space was divided into sections, each designed with a purpose: a kitchen for cooking, a library for studying his monster lore, and a bedroom for resting.