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Adventures of the Amalga: A True Lit RPG
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Chapter I: A New Life Soars
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You have died
Dice roll…
*Clatter* *Clatter* *Clatter*
You’ve been fated under a truly random selection
A rock within the upper atmosphere began to plummet down toward a planet from an unknown reality. It flipped and flopped around within the atmosphere until its trajectory became locked in on a straight and narrow path. The rock slowly appeared to be set ablaze from underneath but quickly became fully encased in a blue fire as it descended.
*Schooooooom*
“What’s happening?”
*Boom* *Thud* *Smack*
A shiny silvery rock collided with the top of a snowy mountain. All the snow around it melted, leaving the stone by its lonesome in a crater of water. The sound of it landing left the snowy peaks dead quiet, as not even the wind wished to speak.
“Where am I?”
The peace however did not last for long though, as birds began to gather for a drink at a now steaming pond. Their bodies screamed of elongation and fuzz, as they flew in. They nestled near the bank of the hot bath and drank vigorously to their heart's content, likely overjoyed with the access to such a hot spring at this time of year.
“Why am I warm all of a sudden?”
One of the largest birds began to walk through the pond and fish. And to its surprise, it found something flickering below the surface waters. While inspecting it thoroughly, the bird tossed the object back and forth between its webbed feed. Some time passed, and it was clear that the rock brought great amusement to the feathery creature, and eventually decided to grasp it within its beak.
Stolen story; please report.
“Am I going somewhere?”
*Wooooshhh*
The bird tucked in its long legs and took off with just a couple of flaps. Although petite, it soared through the air, unnerved by the shearing winds of the mountains. And to its credit, the animal instinctively knew where it wanted to be, where to go, and sure enough, it found its destination.
*Plop* *Peep* *Peep* *Peep* *Peep* *Peep* *Peep*
Near the edge of a cliff, lay a nest filled with baby birds, all jumping for a single tasty morsel. The she bird gripped the rim of twigs and promptly looked for the right hatchling to feed. She hesitated though, almost teasing each individual birdy until one of them knocked the stone from her mouth.
*Gulp* *Squac-*
The little white bird dropped immediately to the floor of the nest and began to thrash about. Mother bird looked at the brood in puzzlement as they continued to jump and chirp for absent food. And whilst in their frenzied state, they paid no heed to where the snack went and were evidently so hungry that they started to trample their own sibling.
“Why do I feel all slimy?”
You have slain a Hatchling Soar Bird
+300 Experience
“I did what?”
Would you like to active Amalgamation? Y/N
“Um, sure, wait no.”
You have obtained the legs of a Hatchling Soar Bird
Processing growth…
“What does that all mean?!”
Status
Name: Unknown
Race: Amalgaoriginem
Level: 0
Experience needed: 200
Class: Unachieved
Size: Fine
Hit Points: 2
Statistics:
Strength - 1
Dexterity - 1
Constitution - 2
Intelligence - 9
Wisdom - 13
Charisma - 8
Spells: None
Racial Ability: Amalgamate - Integrates an individual's body part, statistic, spell, or knowledge upon being slain and absorbed.
“Yeah… I’m gonna sleep on that.”
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