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Chuck decided it would be best to walk to the market.
On his way out he decided he would take a short cut by cutting in between the buildings through the alley way between the Association building and the bar next to it, as it was true that the market, and field dungeon were close by, they were also behind the association building and a large part of the travel time to get to the market would be attributed to walking around the massive dome that is the association building. As he crept into the alley way that was about 2 meters wide he began walking,
In Front him there was only one turn and that was left of the association right into the maze of alleyways, as he traversed through the maze of concrete, and crossed a couple streets he could hear the chatter of the market. Even closer than that though he heard panting so he peeked around the corner. The scene he saw was an old man in a pile of blood on the floor.
He looked homeless and one of his eyes was bloodshot. He was wearing what was once probably clothes but was now rags. He was also holding a bag of something and Chuck could see his ribs through his rags.
In Front of the old man was a young blonde man wearing a black main brand tracksuit and a gold chain, he also had what looked like gold plated brass knuckles,
The Young man spat on the dying man's face, “ you couldn't even pedal some drugs, without getting robbed of all your profits. Your daughter is as good as dead, we know where she lives and she will pay for your incompetence.We might have some fun with her before though” He said while licking his lips.
The young man proceeded to kick the man in the stomach with the strength Chuck assumed to be a (F) rank awakened. Blood Sprayed from the old man's mouth across the alley floor getting all over the young man's expensive shoes.
This sequence of events led to Chuck not being able to hold back his urges he KNEW he was going to kill this punk he didn't want to he needed to, he could already feel the amount of relief he would gain from killing this scum bag.
‘Maybe the urges will die down if I act on them, it seems to be getting harder and harder to hold the urges back, besides who would care if this arrogant punk disappeared’ that was what Chuck thought as he slowly crept forwards.
“FUCK! You ruined my Yeezys your done for” the young man pulled his foot back ready to kick the old man again but just as his foot went back, Chuck grabbed his head from behind and dug his fingers into the young man's eyes
“AGHH!” the young man screamed as Chuck took a step back.
The young man turned around and swung his fist armored by the gold knuckles. His punch just barely grazed Chucks check
‘Damn that would have been the end of me, lights out’ Chuck thought as he stumbled back, Chuck was calm about the whole situation because of his {Unwavering Will} passive skill.
{Mission: Kill Opponent}
{Reward: Full Heal, and 1SP(Skill Point)
With precision Chuck did a low kick to the young man's shin. At that moment the same thing was going through both of their heads ‘THAT HURT!’
{Health 108/120}
But the only one falling on his knees was not Chuck but the young man. Chuck took advantage of this opportunity and kneed him in the head as he was falling, blood gushed out from his nose as he feel to the floor
Chuck Stumbled backwards and slouched against the wall, his heart beating like a drum. His cut had stopped bleeding and the old man was still breathing faintly.
{LVL 4 Domonic Killed: Gained 300 EXP(20 X 15)}
{300/50 EXP}
{LEVEL UP, +2 stat points}
{250/57 EXP}
{LEVEL UP, +2 stat points}
{193/65 EXP}
{LEVEL UP, +2 stat points}
{126/77 EXP}
{LEVEL UP, +2 stat points}
{49/88 EXP}
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{Mission Complete: Gained 1SP}
{CONGRATULATIONS: first kill bonus, Gained 5SP}
Then the dopamine hit like a wave of pleasure. It was like he just drank the best hot chocolate on earth and warmed his whole body. ‘I could get used to this’ Chuck thought to himself.
Before Chuck could check his stats he heard the old man
“Please kill me, please” he said weakly
Without hesitation Chuck went over and stomped on his head leaving a soup of red and pink with white skull fragments skittering across the concrete floor.
{No EXP Gained opponent was Level 1}
{2nd kill}
{+1 all stats}
With that Chuck decided it was time to check his stats. He leaned up against the wall and opened his status.
{Name = Chuck}
{Class = Murderer: ⅓ EXP from monsters 15x EXP from humans. If someone tries to harm the murderer, the murderer will be prompted with a quest to kill the attacker.
Hunger for murder.}
{+1 all stats every 2nd human killed - [Humans killed = 2] current modifier = +1 all stats}
{Level 5, EXP 49/88} +2 unassigned stat points upon level up
{Unassigned stat points = 10}
{SP = 6}
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{Health = 130/130}
{Mana = 80/80}
{Stamina = 100/100}
{Strength = 17}
{Speed = 21}
{Intelligence = 8} 10 mana per INT point
{Dexterity = 10} 10 Stamina per DEX point
{Endurance = 13} 10 Health per END point
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{Skills}
{Unwavering Will: Murderer will not bat an eye at death, and has some mental resistance.}
‘Nice’ Chuck thought to himself, his rate of growth was top tier, it takes most people nearly a week to get to level 4.
Chuck decided to invest 4 stat points in strength and 4 in speed.
SP points or skill points are used to upgrade skills but Chuck decides to wait for a better skill to enhance.
Chuck took the time to take the clothes, jewelry and gold knuckles off the body of the young man.
{Gold Knuckles +5 STR (Strength)}
He changed into them and walked for about 5 minutes to the market.
After emerging from the alley way with his golden chain and bloody tracksuit which he cleaned off to his best ability only leaving on red smudge on the collar that was barely noticeable.
When Chuck exited the alley way, he saw a large path with countless store fronts and a large auction house at the end of the path.
All around him there were black smiths, artifact pawn shops, and cafes.
Chuck decided he would go to the auction house, once inside he found that the layout of the auction house was similar to a movie theater, with a desk at the front and a path with and sign above it saying theater.
At the desk there was a middle aged woman with silver hair, she was about 5ft 4in, and was wearing black dress pants and a tuxedo vest. She had a silver name tag on her vest that said director
Chuck went up to the desk and said “Hi, when is the next auction?”
The director looked at Chuck.
“Well actually you are in luck, the next auction is in about 5 minutes. There are 15 spots left, the entry fee is 50 credits.” She said with a neutral tone.
Chuck handed the director 50 credits and headed down the hall into a large auditorium/theater. The inside was massive; there were dozens of rows of chairs each row elevating above the last.
In front of the rows of chairs was a stage. On the stage was a podium with a microphone resting on it.
Chuck decided to sit in the center of the 3rd row from the stage.
In a couple minutes a man wearing the same outfit as the director entered with a large cart, covered with a black sheet blocking out the many items stored under it from sight.
“Welcome to the weekly auction of the tier-3 district auction house.” the man said with a gleaming smile.
The first couple items were pretty boring most of them were around the same quality as the
{Gold Knuckles}.
Until something strange happened.
{System Detects Murder Relic}
Relics are exclusive artifacts to each class usually they cost a wealthy man's life savings.
They were almost always generational and passed down in giant wealthy families.
Chuck could barely contain his excitement; he felt like he was about to explode, he had so much energy he could run a marathon.
“The next item was found in a E-rank dungeon {Dark Cavern}” the announcer said.
He pulled the dark sheet off of a glass display case showing a small blood red pearl earring.
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{Blood Earing (Sealed: 15 kills required to unseal)}
{Rarity: Relic (hidden)}
{1st Effect: Sealed}
{2nd Effect: Sealed}
{3rd Effect: Sealed}
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‘It's a shame that I need to kill people to unlock its potential but with such an extreme task it must be worth it.’ Chuck thought, waiting in anticipation to hear the price.
“Starting bid is 80 Credits”
‘It's a shame that such a beautiful piece of jewelry has no effect, I hope it finds a good home’ The Auctioneer thought as he started the bidding.
“85C….95C….100C…115C….” the auctioneer shouted
“120 credits, going once, going twic-”
“350 Credits!” Chuck yelled at the top of his lungs.
“once , twice, SOLD!”
Chuck immediately left to claim his prize at the front desk.
Chuck speed walked to the counter and slammed 350 credits on the table.
“I'm here for my prize.” Chuck said to the director in an impatient tone.
Annoyed, the director walked to the back room that connected to the Auditorium and retrieved the earring.
She returned to the front desk with a small jewelry box, and handed it to Chuck. Chuck immediately left the building, and decided it was time to go to the field dungeon {Highland Plains}