[The Goddess of the Hunt doesn’t want to spoil your new experience hunting, however-]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
“How many people have you eaten?” Sebas asked the ugly abomination
The manifestation of what appeared to be deemed “the asshole of death” by Sebas, was an approximation of 6 and a half meters by 3 meters wide, ulna and radial segmented into each other, creating a precision puzzle of magical bone arms, while the hands that were eternally balled into fists were created by hands clamped over one another, making a large mallet at the end of each palm. Femurs seemed to weld into one another, while the left side of the humeri seemed to link into chain-like structures, creating a horrible morning star compared to the sledgehammer within its right hand.
Each skull that made up the deflated skull shape left holes where red mist glowed like aura of a skill, makeshift eyes that illuminated through like a giant jack-o-lantern, a common beast in graveyards that is made of a pumpkin with a flickering flame within.
Unlike the floating reaper toting creatures that were swift and silent besides their cackling, the mass of keratin and marrow was slow and explosively loud.
Sebas eyes widened as he blinked rapidly, placing a pinky in his right ear that sat atop of his head, trying to claw out the ringing that was induced by the roar from its unhinged faux jaw.
“Just shut up…”
Femur, tibia, and fibula planted several hundred tarsus down while it began to sling its bone-linked shoulder in a circle, a large mass of hands in the shape of a ball, flying in the air like a lasso.
Sebas began to hop on his feet excitedly, getting into his familiar brawling position. His talon lightly tapped against the fine ground while he pulled his fist backward, preparing to follow up with the jab he was unable to throw.
“Part two? You big sons of bitches don’t get it…” Sebas monologues, “you’re bigger than me, by quite a large amount, but guess what you fat sack of bone-shit, my score is 1 to 0, your inbred cousin the fat rabbit will give you a special hello in hell…”
Purple light charged through the balled up fist at Sebas side, preparing a [Multi-Hit].
A gust of wind was felt as the horrific monstrosity stepped on the ground, a stomp for it to lean forwards, as its body leaned forward, sending the bone and chain forwards to destroy Sebas’s head.
Sebas grinned wildly, and motioned to meet the impact, stomping his foot forward and twisting his body, only for all his actions to seize.
[+1 Hidden Notification]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
Electricity glowed as Sebas’ body began to convulse, he yelled as he was unable to meet the monster’s strike head on, sent hurtling backwards while the force of the ball of bones crushed him into the side of the cylindrical arena’s wall.
Thumps bounced from the walls as the construct of bone and marrow walked closer, its glowing vibrant red dimmed as it inspected curiously.
It slowly lifted the ball off of the wall, pulling it away by wrapping and tugging the loose chain backwards, underneath sat a nightmare, it had dark red feathers that turned into gray scaled skin at the end of each limb. Cracked claws and broken talons fell apart while crumpled wings sat folded into itself behind the humanoid indent within the wall.
Blood leaked, flooding into the cracks in the crater of the side of the arena.
[+1 Hidden Notification]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
[+1 Hidden Notification]
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[Perspective Shift; Adam Rynard(LV 25)]
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Inside the “Silver Scale Tavern” a commodum of waiters were pulling the Orcish girl who was fishing hand first in the live exhibit of strange colorful fish in the pond that made up part of the floor of the restaurant, Adam and his teammates (save for Nilo) were speaking at a square wooden table, however a sudden outburst of a girl who claimed she “knew restaurants like this” and leapt into the ponds below the miniature bridges to seek out her preferred meal.
Arietta originally asked if they should stop her, but Adam stopped her, claiming, “we each have one moment where the rest of our party pretends we don’t exist while we do something completely embarrassing, we each get one.”
Arietta looked confused at Adam’s explanation before Karri nodded, “he and Sebas both had their moment, Sebas got into a Bar fight with someone who was much stronger than he was, while Adam knocked over a concessions stand at a festival.”
“Sebas got into a bar fight?” Adam asked her, to which she answered truthfully.
“He was very drunk and you were asleep, I don’t know how he even got alcohol when he had a single arm and was nearly anemic, but he somehow beat up that man…”
“What was the name of the man he fought?”
“He kept referring to him as Dick, and I’m fairly certain he had the wrong person, considering the fact that he once called him “Dick Sheygast.” While brawling.”
“The Lordling family that always tries to get on your family’s bad side?”
“They don’t try to intentionally,” Karri explained, “they just don’t understand that the Bladewood Lordship is better than their pathetic little lineage.”
“You may be biased,” Adam said with a grin while watching Nilo from his chair.
Arietta was fairly concerned, looking Karri in the eyes with an expression that says “I need to know, now.”
Karri closed the book she was reading and placed it within a magic bag on her neck.
“We have three unwritten extremely specific rules, despite never have agreed on them;
* We all get one major fuckup, we deal with it in stride, and our party members all have to ignore our pleas for help, unless it will be the death of us.
* Thirty-three percent of revenue is saved in Adam’s inventory for emergency costs and medical, an additional thirty-three goes to equipment, housing, and supplies, while the rest is split evenly between us, and I get to take the tenth of a percent leftover because I’m the one who actually counts the money.
* We all are responsible for each other, no matter what hill or flood that comes and falls in front of us, we will find our friend, and make him park his ass down and quit getting lost.“
Arietta smiled softly at her, before looking back over at Nilo who held a silver carp in her mouth and having her smile overtaken by a concerned expression after a dog pile of waiters began to seize her.
“… if she starts fist fighting them, we’ll intervene,” Karri said quietly.
Adam snickered while he viewed his quests.
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[Quest: A Not so Shitty Slime]
[Description: The Sewers of Stamford, Oseas, hold hundreds to thousands of slimes that purify the waste of the residents of the fishing town—an unexpected influx of slimes that haven’t been introduced externally but from some unknown variable. You and your party members; Karri, Nilo, and Ari, are to find the source of the overflowing slimes, preferably before someone complains that slimes flood from another resident’s toilet.]
Objective: Find the source of “Purifying Slime” overpopulation (1/1)
Optional Objective: Reduce the “Purifying Slime” population (87%/100%)]
[Reward: 10 Gold, Cleansing Elixir Recipe, Slime Crystal]
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[Quest: Demon King Subjugation]
[Description: The Gods have gone out of their way to tell you that a new Demon King has been born. Young Hero, please save Staurous from ruin, humanity is counting on you!]
[Objective: Find and Slay “Demon King” (0/1)]
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[Quest: Bigger Stick]
[Description: You have been tasked by the King of the Throne, King Roderick Thornhelm Lightbringer, to help the effort to find the ancient “Holy Sword.” It has been rumored to be in the Eastern Continent: “Oseas”]
[Objective: Find “Holy Sword” 0/1]
[Reward: Choice of Skill or Trait]
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[Quest: A Monster is not Born; It is Made]
[Description: You and your party members (Karri Feystrifer Bladewood, Nilo the Thief, and Arietta Divinus Lightbringer) have learned information from an (Oracle) about your lost party member: Sebastian Ior Aren has survived a long journey after being submerged into the Northern Ocean “The Abyss of Starrous”, and has been reclaimed by Pirates]
[Objective: Find “Sebas Ior Aren” {Incomplete}]
[Reward: EXP {Weapon Mastery}]
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Adam mentally claimed his Quest, and watched his Inventory’s coin count rised.
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[Inventory {26/99 Slots}: 343x
[Coin Count: {0P} {31↑G} {12S} {4C}]
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Adam was annoyed by the lack of readability of his inventory menu, and tapped the strange gear icon at the top right of it, below the X that would close his window.
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[Font]
[Color]
[>Style]
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[Order by: Oldest]
[>Display Format: Squares]
The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.
[Decal: Disel Dirge]
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[>Display Format: Squares -> List]
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[Inventory {26/99 Slots}:
* 343x
* 503x
* 631x
* 107x
* 999x
* 421x
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* 130x
* 50x
* 999(kg)x
* 999(kg)x
* 9x
* 5x
* 2x
* 10x
* 20(kg)x
* 12x
* 5x
* 1x
* 7x
* 24x
* 99x
* 99x
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* 1x
[Coin Count: {0P} {31G} {12S} {4C}]
Adam tapped the table while he looked over the information, curious if he enjoyed the change, and dismissed it to look with his iconic “ladykiller smile” towards the waitress.
“Hello! Welcome to the Silver Scale! What can I get you folks to start for today?”
“Your number would make my day, that’s for sure,” Adam said while lightly leaning over the table.
“I’m… not sure what you mean… Do you mean my favorite number?”
Karri butted in, “the idiot will have whatever grilled white meat fish the chef would like to cook him, I’ll have something fried.”
“And for you miss?” She said, asking Arietta.
“… surprise me,” she responded with a smile.
Nilo was eventually tied down to the chair across from Adam, where she was properly contained with a magic rune Karri learned called [Bind].
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[Perspective Shift; Sebas Aren (LV 24)]
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Sebas was crushed, his body had become embedded inside of the wall, where the pressure sent him unconscious. Despite fortunately being alive, he awoke as the beast made of bone stood above him slamming the hammer down like he were an anvil.
Sebas clenched his legs and shoved them into the brick floor under his feet, fortunate only that he was able to abscond from the strike that once again blasted him across the floor while his adrenaline shoved his mind to re-open the stream of messages that accumulated.
[You have used an Unauthorized Skill; Penalty is Applied]
[Killing Intent/ Bloodlust has been Detected; Penalty is applied]
[The God of Afterlife says “Welp Humanity, You killed him.”]
[The God of Humanity expresses his content that this is 100% not his fault]
[The Goddess of Mercy prays for you]
[The Goddess of the Hunt holds her hands over her head as she watches you die]
[You have taken significant damage]
[You have broken: Wing L, Wing R, Knee L, Calf L, Calf R, Thigh R, Thigh L, Forearm R, Shoulder R, Third Rib L, Fifth Rib L, Sixth Rib R]
[You have been inflicted with: Crush, Internal Bleeding]
[A (Monster) Fights to Live, but an (Elite Monster) Lives to Fight.]
Sebas Aren stood upright, his body was extremely worse for wear, his expression was neutral as he bent over and began to cough up blood.
[The Goddess of the Hunt says this is gross and upsetting]
[The Goddess of Mercy prays for you]
Sebas slung his neck back, it hung limply as his dislocated body began to cough up more blood. Sebas pounded his chest, and continued to cough, violently, as if he was throwing up his lung.
A clatter sounded on the brick floor, a blood covered fang about the size of his forearm fell from his mouth as he expelled the stored item.
[The God of Afterlife is astonished, he cannot believe you did that]
[The God of Humanity grumbles, saying that you’re part human, you shouldn’t have some animalistic ability to store things in your body like a bird would, it’s nonsensical.]
Sebas ignored the men who chatted before him, and picked up the strange fang that he had swallowed in secret before going into prison.
Sebas Aren was never a clever child, or at the very least he wasn’t or didn’t have to be until he was thirteen, there would be days that would pass interrupted, he was at his core, a Thief and a Smuggler.
Once he took a bag of money from a merchant, a very small magic bag, and swallowed the object, the cord that fastened around his tongue, hid underneath it. Once the authorities caught up with him, they never found that object again, he pulled the bag by the string up through his throat in an alleyway.
He ate meat until he was sick of it that week.
Sebas grinned weakly as he picked up the object, his hazy vision focused on it.
[Blood-Drenched Dragon Fang]
Sebas held the object like his dagger, and swung it around, waggling his eyes at the bone golem that began to charge him once more.
“Let me tell you something, that was the second most disgusting thing I’ve thrown up, but it’s nowhere near as disgusting.”
Sebas didn’t hold the dagger up, and left his aggression to the side, he had to focus his vision to the side of the beast so he would not be tempted to attack in retaliation.
[The Goddess of the Hunt says you have to focus on your weapon rather than your target.]
“You guys make no fucking sense when you give advice, I swear, it’s like I’m talking to-,” Sebas rolled out of the way, getting behind the beast as it rushed forward, “Adam about something.”
Sebas looked at his weapon intently as he aimed to strike the mass of bone in its right leg.
[Killing Intent/ Bloodlust has been Detected; Penalty is applied]
Sebas scowled as he jumped back, while the electrical power wrapped around the scars in his hand, literally flooding his marred skin with the veins of glowing energy that flowed through his arm.
“You know how I said I didn’t feel much pain before? WELL I DO NOW”
[The God of Afterlife wishes to bestow an information panel to you]
[Accept:]
[Yes] [No]
Sebas mentally accepted while he hobbled away from the bone golem, leading it around the area while the information inserted itself into his mind.
[Skill Card: [Wrath of the First]]
[Ability: The wrath of humanity weakens your non-human target, Debuffing them with -50% to their CON stats. This skill cannot be removed manually, Alternatively this skill can be used to apply the [Humanity’s Wrath] Buff to the human recipient, giving them a bonus +25% to their STR and CON stats.]
[Mantra: “We were born to inherit the stars( let thy fate be to suffer a celestial vengeance )”]
[Cooldown: 120 Days]
Sebas was seething, the information inside of his mind forced the penalty to act up, forcing his legs to wobble as they began to glow with new electrical scars that began to grow outward in etching patterns.
“ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?” He yelled at the sky.
[The God of Humanity asks Afterlife why he would show him that?]
[The God of Afterlife says that he should know why he’s about to die, he doesn’t have any observational Skills or an Identification Crystal]
[The Goddess of the Hunt asks what an Identification Crystal is]
[The Goddess of Mercy asks if you wish for her to heal your wounds]
[The God of Afterlife says to the Hunt that identification crystals, or as the newer mortals call them, Identity Stones, are simply just what the gods refer to as [Restricted].]
[The Goddess of the Hunt asks with curiosity about the [Restricted].]
[The God of Humanity tells Afterlife to address him when he is being scolded!]
[The God of Afterlife ignores Humanity, asking the Hunt how old she is]
[The Goddess of Mercy resumes praying for you]
[The Goddess of the Hunt refuses to answer such an obvious trap of a question, also, how dare you]
“CAN WE HAVE QUIET PLEASE, THE CELESTIAL BABYSITTER IS TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO KILL SOMETHING WHILE HIS ENTIRE BODY IS BEING FRIED LIKE A FUCKING FISH!” Sebas yelled, unable to control his volume, however he was unlikely to care if he got loud with those that flooded his mind like a post office billboard.
The golem of bone had mostly destroyed the room while chasing Sebas, rock began to fall from the ceiling that he had to climb overtop of while his muscles spasmed and his body threatened to return to eternal rest.
Despite his unwillingness to make strikes on the beast, electricity refused to stop, his skin seemed to be magma underneath the flesh, he was a sickening ghoul that glowed through the molten-veiny carapace on his hands and underneath the dark red feathers.
Sebas had to throw the weapon away, however no matter what he wanted he could not give up a solid utensil in the effort to destroy a creature that was one solid hit away from turning him into a squished, charred birdman.
The creature lumbered forwards, struggling to climb the mountain of rubble with a hammer shaped hand and a sphere on a chain it couldn’t properly manipulate.
Sebas grunted as his broken body continued climbing the settling chunks of rock, placing his body on the highest point he could as each brick-and-mortar segment from the ceiling slowly added to the pile. The bird-like body failed to use its claws and talons, as each one was shattered from the first impact, save for one on his left foot, however it wasn’t enough for him to properly lift himself upright against the segments of brick that slowly collapsed around him, letting the beast get closer to him every second as the bricks slowly piled up against the wall.
The beast of bone roared once again and gave up climbing upwards, it began to swing the bone flail in a circle above its head before launching the ball at Sebas.
Able to jump up and stab the blood covered fang into the wall, Sebas watched from above as the creature pulled its arm from the wall again, and began to spin the mass of skeletal hands overhead, launching it at the enemy that stood at a height above where it was before.
Sebas looked up, and shot his body into a swing, managing to raise his lower body before the bone sphere embedded into the wall beneath him.
Sebas sighed as the sphere shook and took time to leap from atop of it, gaining even higher ground, now more than fifteen meters in the air, embedding his dragon fang within the small cracks that flooded the ceiling.
“You want me? Come up here and get me you fucking sack of … bones”
[The God of Afterlife said it was a 3 out of 10 for an insult]
[The Goddess of the Hunt says it’s about a 3.5 for her]
[The Goddess of Mercy prays for you]
“Shut up, I’m preoccupied I don’t have time to-“ Sebas dodged as the bone flail nearly destroyed his torso, slamming into the wall before falling down for the beast to catch with it’s hammer fist.
“He’s oddly accurate with that thing.”
[The God of Humanity says that it does have mostly human bones in it]
“You have bones in you, bitch.”
[The God of Humanity grows veins across its forehead as it looks down at you]
Sebas pulled himself up, and let himself drop, making a semicircle of movement on the fang before he launched himself upward, and was able to get into a small area of missing stone, where a segment of brick fell earlier, making an alcove.
[The God of Afterlife gives that a 5]
[The Goddess of the Hunt gives you a 6, though wishes you could insult Humanity better than “you have bones in you, bitch”]
“My body hurts,” Sebas said, watching the sphere launch past him, in an extreme vertical, embedding above the small alcove, “I’m not running at proper “fuck humanity” levels.”
A glow of red light shined, and Sebas watched as the chains of arm bones slowly began to melt into its shoulder socket, clicks began to be heard as the segments of square shaped connected bones tightened, the beast walked forward, placing its giant flat foot on the rubble, as it started to ascend upwards towards the anchor of bone that sat in the wall above. Sebas grinned as he watched it scale to the top of the mountain of gray brick and mortar at the arena floor, placing its body perpendicular to the wall as it began to walk up the wall.
[The Goddess of Mercy asks if you really plan to do that?]
Sebas' teeth, which were mysteriously un-chipped from the first major impact, tightened against each other as his evil smile grew, “but I gotta, it’s the only way I can win… probably… plus it’ll be fun!”
[The Goddess of the Hunt says to mercy that she doesn’t follow]
[The God of Afterlife says that he might cut the chain, making the golem fall]
[The God of Humanity sighs for both of you before explaining; “He isn’t that smart, he’s planning something idiotic and dangerous.”]
Sebas watched as the creature slowly grew closer, nearly a meter away before it pulled its hammer arm back ready to strike.
“Adam always mumbles things, but I believe the phrase “no rest for the wicked” fits this brand of stupidity he’s passed onto me,” Sebas said while placing the dragon fang in his mouth, and grabbing the chain, pulling it downwards to make the flail dislodge from the ceiling, causing the creature to free fall. Sebas lept behind the flail as the creature began to rapidly descend from its weight, Sebas let his wings flap weakly as their broken figures began to fly around limply, he placed the fang within his hand and focused as the creature fell.
A loud clatter of bones sounded as it shattered against the ground, and Sebas angled his body downward with the fang pointed forward from his body, the glowing red light emerged from the monsters body as the front of its torso and wide skull bounced from the ground, legs and hammer arm breaking as bones fly everywhere. Sebas had felt his (Valuables Insight) shoving at him during the entire fight, but once he found his eyesight fixed on a beautiful diamond shaped crystal within the large gap in the creature’s body that sung to his greedy senses.
[(Valuables Insight) spies something shiny!]
Sebas flew forward, forcing his broken wings to flap open as he aimed the tip makeshift weapon towards the crystal and slammed into it with his body, before skidding across the floor as he tumbled into the wall with a resounding thud.
[Notice: You have Destroyed the Core of the [Skeletal Amalgamation(Golem)]]
[Notice: You have killed the Midboss: Skeletal Golem Level 17]
[(Risk-Taker) has been applied]
[Experience has been extracted]
Sebas chuckled raspily before groaning as his broken body protested.
[The God of Afterlife laughs clapping his hands together, and gives you a 8.9 out of 10]
[The Goddess of the Hunt calls you insane while tugging at her hair, giving you a 9.4 out of 10]
“Thank you, thank you, I am quite amazing” Sebas wheezed, not getting up from his spot, upside down against the boss floor. He watched as blue flames began to crackle from the body of broken bone that had lost the light from its core. He groaned and pulled himself forward, crawling on his chest, groaning as he flopped over.
He sat at the foot of the mass of bone, and eventually the whole body turned to ash as it succumbed to the flames of the dungeon.
Sebas looked as a round bottom flask of green liquid with a golden tag around it sat next to a bone, nearby a dragon fang sat unblemished from the blood that previously soaked it and embedded in the floor.
[The God of Afterlife asks you why it was underneath a pond in a dungeon]
Sebas didn’t answer immediately, and focused on the green liquid.
[Medium-Rank Recovery potion]
[5/5 Uses remain]
Sebas downed the liquid, breaking the glass stem rather than struggling from the cork, he downed the entirety of the potion. His body straightened out, his bones cracked underneath his skin and burns itched from the underside of his flesh. Sebas groaned as a burning pain throughout his body that couldn’t be described flooded every inch of his broken and bruised body.
[The Goddess of Mercy prays for you]
Sebas laid on the ground, and looked up at the false moonlight that peered through the ceiling, “man, I don’t know why the chest was there, I told you all I knew, it was the only thing in the case, and I’m lucky the pirate bitch didn’t open it.”