EPISODE 26: Exploring the System
-Edryan Queendom, Year 7291. Season: New Beginning.
The rumored Hero Golems have done it again! Eradicating a nest of C-Rank Ironbark Spiders in the Ashen Forest.
Hero Golems have taken out the bandits plaguing the villages along the Deep Woods of Arkan
The Holy Son’s Golems strikes again! They’ve cleared [Salamanders’ Perch - ★★★] dungeon!
-Excerpt from Imperius Academy Weekly. By Karla Rank 15
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Congratulations! You have accepted the class [Hero of Edryan]
[Hero of Edryan]
Description:
You are a hero to the Edryans. Forge your own path. Find your own way. Regardless of whether you lead from the front or rear.
Requirements:
Faith of Edryans.
1st Class Slot
Class Type:
Heroic
Combat
Artisan
Core Skills:
(Might of Edryan)
(Party)
(Call of the Prince)
Attribute Allocation:
+10 Free Attributes
Your two free levels are automatically allocated to [Hero of Edryan].
[Hero of Edryan] has leveled up! + 10 Free Attribute Points.
[Hero of Edryan] has leveled up! + 10 Free Attribute Points.
[Hero of Edryan] has 5 new class skill slots available. Please choose your class skills. All class skills will automatically be upgraded to the Heroic Tier.
A breath of relief escaped my body, and I felt the magic in the air react to me. I knew there would be a total of 52 attribute points available now if I opened my status page. That wasn’t important to me right now as I needed to understand the six new skills I gained. The golden glow of my newly acquired aura strengthen by a degree. I felt like one of the priests of Goddess Madris. A fire of excitement was alit in my chest. I moved to my desk and sat already knowing the words I needed to call.
“Display skill list!”
Skill List:
Magi-Human
Racial Skills:
Function:
Description:
(Magic’s Embrace)
Passive
Reduce the cost of spellcasting by 35%. Only applicable to true mana levels.
Magi-Humans are embraced by magic and the magic does not want to let go!
(Unrivaled Might)
Active
Break the Intent of a single target. Those who fail to resist are {Mind Shackled} for an instance. Failure to win in a contest of Intent and instance of {Attribute Limiter}.
Those who challenge the blood of a Goddess should understand the consequences of such actions.
(Soul’s Burden)
Passive
Interaction with the souls of those around you allows you to quickly gain knowledge and understanding of their skills and abilities.
Memories of a previous life persist through your mind creating a foundation. Memories of the present shall help you achieve more. Wield them to your advantage.
[Hero of Edryan]
Core Skills:
Function:
Description:
(Might of Edryan)
Passive
Boost the Base Atk of Edryan’s by 10%. Passive range is 6 inches per point of Intent.
Show the might of your people! Spread the Glory of Edryan!
(Party)
Active/Passive
0/6
Upgrade the class tier of any member who joins your (Party)
to [Heroic].
How can a [Hero] not have a party to accompany them?
(Call of the Prince)
Active
Gain up to a 5% attribute boost by calling upon those who pledge their service to you. Up to a maximum of 25% Each pledgee will decrease in attributes by 5%.
In Edryan under the Prime Sun, all men are free.
[Hero of Edryan]
Class Skills:
Function:
Description:
[Open] x 5
General Skills
Skills:
Function:
Description:
[Open] x 3
For a while, I carefully read through the glowing blue screen. Taking my time to digest the information and what it meant. My racial skills were all at the highest tier because of the grade of my race. If my race was deemed Common, (Magic’s Embrace) would be at 15% instead of its current 35%. Increasing by five per tier rarity.
What brought my attention was (Unrivaled Might) and the presence of a third unexpected bloodline, (Soul’s Burden). (Unrivaled Might) was the Edryani's House's most fearsome ability. A direct result of being descended from the Goddess Madris. Its description was plenty clear, while an instance at the lowest grade usually meant a minute. With the skill being divine tier, it could be up to five or more minutes. In the heat of battle that meant death. (Unrivaled Might) was the most dangerous skill in my arsenal. Of course, if you didn’t consider how a high Self and Intent could further detract the time enemies spent affected.
(Soul’s Burden) was the skill I was interested in the most. I leaned back in my desk chair and swiveled around before staring at the ceiling. The smooth ceiling only held a few indents for the lights to be placed within the room. Small glowing balls of pure cream-colored light that were easy on the eyes. Behind the exterior of the ceiling would be runic scripts connected to the light switch by the door. While the building was connected to the campus's magical grid and the campus pulled on the magic of the city and surroundings.
(Soul’s Burden) was not only a reminder of my past but it was a look toward my future. I wasn’t sure how the skill worked but my memories of the past have guided my actions. My memories of the future would shape them.
The final skills were the core skills of [Hero of Edryan]. Core skills were the foundation of a class and held the basics of how you would build yourself. Were you a warrior who specialized in hammer attacks? Or a warrior who held sword skills and finesse above all else. Your core skills would be the foundation you built your class skills around. I chose the [Hero of Edryan] class but I chose it because of its freedom. Not based on the names of its core skills. Besides (Party) the rest weren’t useless, but they wouldn’t exactly give me immediate results.
“I want to build! I want to create!”
My mana poured out of my hands and began to take on the properties of fire, water, earth, and air forming their respective runes out of the element. Runes were such fascinating properties of the world. They could be found in the natural wilds and places of great magical might. They were the foundation of written and spoken magic. Yet you did not need to understand runes to use magic. Freely wielding magic was something all Edryans did in their daily lives. Whether it was used to sweep a bit faster by creating a gust of wind to assist you on your brush strokes. Or attracting the earth out of stained clothing. Edryans did such things on a daily. Yet that came at a high cost even with the bloodline of Magic’s Embrace.
Runes were what gave your casting order as they followed the rules of the world. Free casting was forcing your rules upon the world.
Free casting a fireball could cost upwards of 30-40 mana. Whereas casting it with runes or a skill would cost 5-10 mana. More than 2/3 thirds less yet with the same amount of strength and damage done. Of course, the tier of the spell depended heavily on the cost.
I spent the majority of my sixteen years learning. Yet how could I be born into a magical world and not possess a yearning for exploration and knowledge? The runes continuously sucked on my mana. Until they were no longer sustained by me as the element came into existence. Fire sparked around me. Water swaying beneath it. While the air kept the flames alive with passion. The Earth cradled them all. Preventing them from destroying my room.
|Fire|.
|Water|.
|Air|.
|Earth|.
Each rune flowed around me individually yet in synchronization. The Fire was wild as it danced and swayed. Jumping from place to place. Rune shaped like the horns of a bull appeared as the flames. Each was beautiful as they worked together.
Harmonizing as they swayed.
I clapped for their display as the wind died down and the fire grew cold. The water dried up and the earth turned brittle. I clapped as the notification I expected appeared.
A new Skill has been unlocked!
Skill Name:
(Elemental Harmonization)
Description:
You have tuned yourself to the four of the ten primary elements and their natures! Allowing you to harness their powers in a fruitful manner.
Function:
Reduce the casting cost of all free forms of magic related to the element you harmonized with by 25%. Increase elemental damage effects by 10%.
Accept
Decline
Accept!
Would you like to make this a class skill, upgrading its tier to Heroic in the process?
Accept
Decline
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Immediately I pushed decline, choosing to let it stay as my first general skill. I wanted to be extremely careful in crafting my build and (Elemental Harmonization) was not part of the class build I wanted to see.
The fading sun alerted me of the dwindling time. There was still class tomorrow and plenty of time for me to scheme my plans later. For now, I dimmed the lights and settled in my bed. Tomorrow I would face my classmates not as Lawruthian Edryani but…
Chosen of Madris.
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Madria brushed her hair and checked over her uniform to make sure it remained spotless. She fixed the small earrings and jewelry that displayed her wealth as a [Priestess of Madris]. Wealth was one of the most prominent symbols of Goddess Madris. Plus, Madria felt the gold complimented her eyes.
A rhythmic knocking at her door forced her to pause her inspection. Madria opened the door to an excited Amaya. The young woman’s twin puffs bounced in the excitement in conjunction with her. The blue outline of their second-year uniform sparkled in the light.
“You look perfect! Let’s go already! I want to see Lawruthian. Can you believe the incarnation of the Goddess descended just to personally bless him? Madris’s Grace! I’m sooo excited. What class did you think he received? Gosh, I wish I could just take a look! His aura…”
Madria felt the nervousness dispersing from Amaya’s antics. The excitement was infectious and prepared her to meet the Chosen of Madris.
“Come on Amaya! Let’s go,” Madria exclaimed grabbing her best friend's hand as she continued to talk. Leading her towards their usual meeting spot with the Chosen.
This time as they made their way to the usual greeting spot a mass of people was present. Most students but plenty of staff as well. Madria could feel the faith dripping from these people as her class interacted with them. The people made way as they felt the aura of a [Priestess of Madris]. Greetings were sent the two’s way that was returned in kind. Usually, the Chosen held a presence on campus yet after a year it had faded to only his fan club being present every morning to greet him. After yesterday, everything changed.
Madria felt pride in being one of the few close enough to interact with the Chosen. The pair of girls finally arrived at their usual spot not too far from the boys' dormitory area. Madria casually chats with Amaya about the descent of Goddess Madris.
“The last descent of our Goddess was when Princess Carina fell-”
“Good morning, Madria. Good morning, Amaya,” a voice said suddenly interrupting the girl's conversation.
Madria turned in surprise her breath caught as the warm aura enveloped the girls. It was much like her own, but the effect was vastly stronger. It was clear the Chosen of Madris spent some time mastering his blessing as the aura seemed to only radiate a distance of three feet from him. Vastly inferior to what she felt yesterday.
She opened her mouth to speak but closed it as the heat rushed to her face. Outwards her dark skin kept her looking neat and prim but internally she was blushing hard.
The Chosen of Madris was just a few centimeters under 200 and stood around a head and a half taller than the young Gamal. While his build was that of runners with slightly more mass. Long ebony-gradient hair fell nearly to his waist. His brown skin shined with a new golden luster that partially held Madria’s gaze.
The words she had been preparing since yesterday dispersed like cotton candy in water as the young woman stared. Red-gold eyes locked into hers and a wink sent in her direction was enough to help break whatever spell Madria felt she was under. The Chosen of Madris had always been beautiful to her but after unlocking his class he was just more.
The power his Self held on reality held more weight. She felt as if she was in the presence of someone who reached their first-class advancement. Lawruthian was tall standing at 193cm and had brown skin with full thick lips. He looked like a male version of Queen Titiana, and she was well regarded as the most beautiful woman in the queendom if not the Low Kingdoms. Now he held the soft golden glow all clergy of Goddess Madris held while his general presence as his attributes activated made him just feel like more.
He was breathtaking.
“G-g-good morning Lawruthian…,” Amaya managed to choke out. The blush was more obvious in her complexion.
Madria swallowed before responding herself as the Chosen made his way closer. “Good morning, Chosen of Madris.”
A sigh escaped his lips and Madria knew she would do anything to help ease his worries. The faith in her compelled her too.
“Not this again…,” the Chosen said. Bringing his hand up to his temples and rubbing them. Closing his eyes in the process.
“Just because Goddess Madris has blessed me does not mean you need to treat me like some rare precious being. I’m still the same Lawruthian you’ve known for a year now. Yeah, I have a fancy glow, but nothing changed. Please… just allow me to be Lawruthian to you on campus and private. Outside in the public or on the court, you can address me with whichever title you fancy.”
A smirk made its way onto Madria’s face as Lawruthian finally glanced her way again. The young man saw the teasing light in her eyes and laughed. The sound was pleasant and genuine, holding a hint of relief that Madria barely detected.
She joined him in the laugh and the trio began to make their way toward the second-year food hall. Chatting along the way.
“How does it feel,” Amaya practically burst out. A small notepad in her hands.
Lawruthian sent a glance at Madria, and she rolled her eyes in response mouthing a few words at him.
‘Indulge her!’
“How does what feel…? My attributes, blessing, or class?” Lawruthian teased.
“Everything,” Amaya practically burst out!
Her magenta-colored eyes took on a bright glow as small spell constructs appeared over them.
“My class is [Imperius Magical Philosopher] and I’ll get experience by researching all things related to magic and putting that research to test whether combat or not! That means I can research classes, skills, feats, blessings, and everything else under the Prime Sun.”
“Oh, so you’re following the path of your older sister,” Lawruthian asked.
“Something like that,” Amaya responded with a smile and a rub of her nose.
“Amaya you know it is rude to ask these details, and even if Lawruthian was going to tell you it should be in a more private setting. Not as we walk to the food hall with half the second-year campus behind us.”
Hundreds of students line the path. All greeted the Chosen of Madris as he passed. Their eyes were filled with the same faith Madria felt but now hints of jealousy were sent her way as several girls stared daggers at her and Amaya.
Madria pulled herself closer to Lawruthian and flashed a brilliant smile. Ignoring the looks of jealousy as they walked.
“Perhaps you can help me. Especially in building the skills of my class. Let’s wait until we’re somewhere a bit more private.
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The three of us sat in one of the many private rooms located in the second-year lunch hall. A staff member shortly arrived to take our orders. The treatment for students gradually changed as they went up in grade levels. Not every student came back alive from the final of their first year. Some were just unlucky, and others decided that this was much more than what they wanted in life. Choosing to resign and pay off their first year in another fashion.
We settled in to eat our food but the bursting energy from Amaya had us chatting while doing so. Her eyes remained brightly lit and tiny spell constructs hovered over them as she used a spell to analyze me. Stuffing her mouth with food while doing so. All manners and noble etiquette were pushed to the side as her enthusiasm became infectious.
It made me smile as over the course of the year; I became closer to the girls. Almost to the point, I would consider them genuine friends, like Brock and Celina.
“What class did you take? It’s definitely mythical or perhaps higher?” Amaya began in an inquisitive tone.
“Ahhh-My-YAH, you know it's rude to ask that of anyone not family. Having your class information public can easily lead to dangers. Many nobles or others with great reputations have been assassinated because of such. It can easily lead to understanding your full skill loadout and how to counter it!”
“It’s ok Madria,” I said in a placating tone. Not wanting the girls to begin any sort of argument. It was too early in the morning for one of their friendly banters. Last night was rough for me and getting to sleep was difficult as my mind and body remain overactive.
I’ve finally unlocked the system!
“[Hero of Edryan].”
The girls' breaths caught as I said my class name aloud. Amaya shot up from her seat, hands banging on the table, her eyes huge like saucers. Staring at me in disbelief and fascination. While Madria chanted a quick prayer.
“That’s not possible. Heroic classes are never offered as the first class. You have to have a perilous journey beforehand. That's. Not. Possible!”
“Amaya. Sit. DOWN,” Madria said glaring.
“Do you believe Lawruthian a liar?”
“I-Nn-Tha-,” Amaya paused and took a deep breath.
I watched curiously as the two girls composed themselves. Unspoken words seemed to pass between them before Amaya turned to me and bowed.
“I apologize for my words and actions. I meant no offense.”
“And none was taken,” I responded, and the young woman sat down.
Amaya hesitated, looking like she wanted to ask a question, but it seemed as if she didn’t know how to phrase it.
“Go ahead…, ask.”
I wasn’t offended by her outburst. More or less curious as to why it occurred and what a heroic class meant to her.
“What are… the requirements in becoming a hero?” Amaya finally asked. The last part came out as a whisper.
This time Madria banged on the table and stood. The wood shattered under her blow as the unfinished food fell in a heap. Rage-red colored her expression as she stared at her friend. I’d never seen the young woman look this way as she always tried to keep a level of composure. That was gone now.
Pure rage was presented on her face and the golden streaks in her hair crackled with energy. Her mana was expelled violently in tandem with her emotions. The golden white of life attributed mana billowing from her in waves. There was a slight moment of shock on her face but that quickly disappeared as she returned to staring at her best friend.
Amaya looked fearfully at her friend before summoning her resolve and stubbornly doubling down. Her magenta aura burst out as she stood. Finally speaking and giving me a hint as to the reasons behind her actions. The moment I said my class was [Hero of Edryan], her entire demeanor changed. She’d always been inquisitive by nature. Since the moment I met her. This was different. It was best I paused the situation since as of last night I didn’t mind such a question.
I stood up and cautiously stepped between the two ladies. My golden aura burst out and my Intent applied pressure to both. Intent clearly stronger than anything they possess as it pushed them both back.
“Let me begin by saying I do not mind answering such a question as I was going to reveal certain information about my class in the first place.”
The girls' attention was fixed on me, but power still radiated outside of the two. Showing that they both were stubbornly holding onto their reasons.
“I am the [Hero of Edryan] who has risen to this position so early because of the faith my fellow Edryan’s hold in me. If not for that faith, I would not be the [Hero] I am currently.”
I turned to Amaya, as I began connecting a few dots. “Your sister has a [Hero] class does she not?”
Amaya nodded hesitantly. The magenta of her mana finally began to fade. “As you know there are seven publicly known [Hero] classes in Edryan. Her Majesty the Queen and the six Great Families all hold a [Hero] position.”
The young woman finally powered down completely and continued. Madria finally losing much of her bravado at this point.
“I want to be a [Hero]…,” Amaya said.
The passion and conviction in her voice made me stand taller. Her gaze was intense as it met mine. “…and if it means asking the unsaid questions… Even to the Holy Son of Edryan.
Then I, Amaya Aesira Musa will ask those questions.”
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We walked into Class 1 silent but each with our thoughts. With just seconds left until the period began. Every student stood as I made my way in. Several made signs of worship and sent me greetings.
These weren’t just any students. These were the top in the school and mainly all nobles. Besides Karla and Simra, there were only two other students who came from commoner backgrounds and were still in Class 1. The class bow was an experience that almost made me pause. Almost. Those here were the ones who were believed to be around my level. After the event of yesterday, I doubt they believed it themselves anymore.
Wil Silverhand made his way into Class 1. No jokes or small cracks at the students today. He gave me a respectful nod before class began.
“Today we will overview the Six Great Attributes and their effects on the different class types. Before we head to one of the training grounds and test your abilities and inventions.
I understand all of you know of the Six Great Attributes already however, the final member of our class has unlocked their system…,” Wil said. Nodding towards me.
“…I preferred that to happen before we thoroughly examine how Power, Vitality, Endurance, Mind, Self, and Intent affect the body and classes. We are a bit late as it is already the third month of the year, but this is Class 1,” Wil said with a shrug.
“I expect you all to easily keep your ranks. Most of you have and are only competing with one another. That being said…
…Who would like to start us off with Power?”
Viviana Consus's hand immediately shot up as she pushed her large book to the side. Wil Silverhand gave her the go-ahead to start us off and the young woman stood.
“Those outside of the more physical applications of classes such as myself. Experience the effects of the six great attributes vastly different than those with combat or artisan classes. Although our bodies are still made stronger as we increase our Power it is not to the drastic effect that occurs to one who solely gains experience from battle or physical exertion. Even more so if your class is purely artisan.
If you could equate a single point in Power to five pounds of force for physical classes, then it would be much less than that for someone such as myself who is a [Imperius Botany Philosopher].
My class is a Magical Artisan/Combatant class my force from a single point would be a 3lb increase. The same goes for all magical combatant classes.
Yet that makes it so much more valuable when it comes to my class as the Power of my spells or other abilities would be far more enhanced than a physical class. Experience as much as 3 times boost when casting attack spells. Not to mention if I manage to deal a critical hit, my damage will then multiply by a factor once again.”
“Good Viviana,” Wil praised. “Who would like to explain how Power affects a physical class,” he continued. Looking towards the warriors in the room.
Koa Indrian was the first to stand. The young woman stood at 170cm, and her strawberry blonde hair was braided in a crown around her head. While her tone body showed through her uniform. She had a terra-cotta complexion with a natural blush to her high cheekbones. Giving her a youthful appearance overall.
“Going off of Viviana’s words,” Koa began. Head nodded to the young woman she mentioned. “For warriors or physical classes, it is much different. It could go anywhere from gaining three pounds of pure physical force with a single point into Power to the total five possible. Pure warriors who mainly forgo magic usually receive a total of five pounds of force per attribute point. Those with mixed classes and skills not focused on strength will differ. Especially those who look for strength and speed.
This is because of the nature of your class and how you choose to build it. A [Spell-Sword] or [Magical Knight] who uses a standard loadout with a sword and shield will be flexible all around. His power would be a multiple of three while he’d still hold plenty of mana for other tricks. However, a non-magical [Knight], who could specialize in hammers or the standard loadout, would be far physically stronger than his counterpart. It is the simple nature of his skills and how they interact with his body. Whether his class is Combatant or Magical Combatant.”
“Good. Are there any questions?”
A student on the left raised his hand to ask one as Wil surveyed the room. After gaining his approval the student stood and spoke.
“What if your class is both combatant and artisan,” the young man, who was one of the four commoners in Class 1, asked.
How would a Point in Power affect you then?”
“Great question Luke, who amongst my wonderful students has an answer?”
Amaya raised her hand and then stood once she was acknowledged by Wil. She looked to Luke as she spoke. “It’s simple but there are a lot of factors that go into it. My class is [Imperius Magical Philosopher] a path that follows both magical theories and magical combat. As someone under the artisan and combat paths, I’ll gain experience by doing anything that involves improving magic and/or fighting with said improvements. Since my path is specifically on the magical side and not a physical aspect. My Power would scale exactly like Viviana’s. We are considered ‘mages’. Anyone with a combatant class type would get a higher increase of base attack and defense versus an artisan class.
[Spell-Swords] are much of the same.”
“Ahh yes, the fame spell-swords of Edryan are famed throughout much of the continent for being able to cast magic and fight with the blade.
From my understanding. Anyone who is a spell-sword is usually one part stronger than the other although they still get the 3 times increase. There are plenty who achieved perfect synergy. [Sword-Saint – Aurora] is one such example. Consider questioning her for the best advice on your proper build Luke.
Let us move on to Vitality and Endurance.”
I stood as Wil called for someone to explain the next attribute to the class. Speaking as he gave me the nod to do so.
“Vitality and Endurance are much like their name implies. Each will boost that specific trait about your body but in more ways than one. For example, Vitality boosts your natural and bodily regeneration, yet it is regulated by Self and Intent as is Endurance. A high Vitality leads to certain Skills that will boost your regeneration to outrageous limits. The Oni family is a great representation of this. Members of their House are known for using (Vigor) which boosts their regeneration and strength by an unknown degree. For the less physically inclined classes, Vitality is a great way to boost their natural longevity while reducing the need for rest.
While Endurance is said to hold other properties such as Endurance of the mind and similar factors. Not to mention their effect on removing ailments and de-buffs.”
“For physical classes, Vitality plays a key role in having high health and regeneration time by keeping your Self and Intent within reason. While for mages or more magical classes, Vitality is not necessarily a vital attribute. It does play an important role in any ritual magic and the darker arts that [Witches] and [Warlocks] tend to practice. Certain spells require a portion of your SP points so sufficient endurance is always important. You can’t be a glass cannon or they’ll geek the mage.”
“Well said and great explanation at the ending. Let's move onto Mind.
Who would like to explain?”
Lorde Drumian stood and waited for Wil’s confirmation before speaking. “Mind is in direct correlation with your mana. Yet it also affects the tier of spells you can cast depending on your class grade and the number of attributes you possess. For a [Spell-Sword] Mind affects the tier of the self-buffs we cast before battle and the length of such spells alongside your Intent. Mind is the most important attribute for a mage because of the mana increase that comes with it. Mind may directly affect a warrior’s life and death if they chose to bear a rune armor that feeds off their mana for protection.
For any non-combat classes and outside of any sort of [Inscriber], [Smith], and classes of those natures. Mind is much of the same. Magic is used daily, but it is not a focus to have a high amount of points in the attribute. Most commoners focus on vitality for the health benefits in any case.”
“You’ve gone into depth which is good but a key point to mention should be how Mind helps to clarify your thoughts and organize them more efficiently. Remember, magics' natural state is Order.
Are there any questions?
Keep it in your thoughts if you wish to further explore a certain attribute as we could spend years debating on the different effects the Greater Six give us. Perhaps a chat with Maiden Braya of the Scholar’s Abode will help any who wish to gain an in-depth understanding.”
Wil Silverhand surveyed the class and, after several moments of silence seeing that none held questions, continued. I knew most here were the sons and daughters of the high nobles of Edryan. They would have been taught much like me of the prowess of attributes and the effect they had on the physical body. Plenty had been left unsaid as the houses each explore one of the Six Great Attributes to a limit. After all, it affected their bloodlines in some cases.
“There is only Self and Intent remaining. As I still wish to have us test the prowess of our classes, I will be going over both.
Let’s begin with Self.
It is the first limiter attribute that directly correlates to your regeneration in all categories. Regardless of if you’re using mana, health, or stamina. If you receive one of the Lesser Six Attributes such as Chi or Divine, you’re still limited by your Self.
The higher your Self, the slower you regenerate. Can anyone tell me why?
Selene,” Wil called seeing the silver hair girl raise her hand to speak.
The young Romus stood and cleared her throat, her twin lazed beside her. “Self governs the rest because it directly correlates to your existence upon the Prime Plane. As your Self grows so does your limit for the effect you have on the Prime Plane. This is why the Goddess resides in the planes of the Heavens, not the Mortal Realm. As a way to balance out the effect on reality, Self is set to govern your regeneration. If you do not keep it in check and disaster strikes you may die. Yet it also is the one that governs your defense alongside Intent. The very thing that keeps you alive halts your regeneration.”
“Good, as Selene said; Self is the check and balance upon the Prime Plane or Mortal Realm. Not only does it govern your defense and regeneration, but it also affects how long an instance will affect you. High Self can completely negate or cause an instance to last momentarily. A strong blow to the head can give you an instance of {Confusion} or {Concussed}. Thereby limiting your mental factors and reaction. If the ability is a common ability an instance is one minute. That means death for any of you warriors. A Self of 60 would immediately negate that allowing you to completely ignore or shrug off such an attack. Many of you experience such attacks during your final the previous school year,” Wil said. Pausing here and glancing around the classroom giving the students knowing looks.
“For non-combat classes, some may believe Self to be unimportant but remember as Selene said, ‘it directly correlates to your existence upon the Prime Plane’. That includes your skill regulation. Self is an important piece of your soul manifested upon the Prime Plane. To ignore it would be to ignore your soul itself and wither away back into the River of Souls and Nothingness. To allow yourself to be forgotten for all eternity.”
The classroom took on a darker atmosphere as Wil finished. The minds of the students contemplated his words as did I. Our teacher gave us a moment to think. I knew the importance of all attributes since young. Eliana would never allow me to forget. Randomly asking me to recite knowledge on an attribute at any time of the day. Even lessons on magic. Yet hearing it again brought out that very tangible feeling. Magic, souls, and more were real and dangerous. Understanding your attributes and positively distributing them was important. It was part of why I waited with the 52 I currently held.
“Last but not least is Intent.
Intent is… the strength of your presence in the world itself. It is the ability that partially governs your defense as well, yet its main use is to affirm your belief in the Gods and yourself. How quickly a person can grow to like or dislike you can be done with Intent. Even forcing your will or presence such as-”
A monstrous aura erupted from Wil Silverhand that blanketed the class forcing most students to sit in fear and terror as their bodies would not respond. Wil paced back and forth several times in front of the classroom and all eyes followed him. Satisfied with his explanation the aura retracted and students regain control of themselves. Many hunched forwards in exhaustion but I stared down curiously at my necklace. My mother's gift from my third birthday. A thoughtful expression plastered on my face. Wil Silverhand gave the class a minute of rest before speaking next.
“Let’s head to the training grounds. Our noncombat students will practice their rune work and inscribing.”