Gene got out of the game and simply laid back on the bed. Constantly getting hit by the bosses made her fatigue and she felt incredibly tired. She mentally prepared to purchase some sturdy armour as soon as she liquidated the items she got from the kills. She noted not to attempt such a risky move again.

The forest guardian was considerably weaker and Gene didn't feel much but the attacks from the mountain troll were too powerful making her almost nauseous.

Tanks had good armour to counter this effect and unlike Gene, they tried to avoid as many hits as they could.

"Is that you?" As Gene was checking out different armours at the store, she heard a voice from the side.

'Who's You?'

Seeing Gene's expression, the guy continued. "That fellow killed the boss solo now?"

"Nope, I don't even have armour see." Gene went back to looking through the armours again. Unlike outfits, the armour was a lot cheaper. She ended up paying a little extra for added cushioning...and a new outfit.

"But you are Gene. I looked all around the place." The guy refused to leave. "Let's duel then. I'm pretty sure we will know for certain then."

"I'm not interested." A small crowd formed.

"Stop trying to act cool." The guy drew out his sword and charged ahead.

'This is bad.' Before she could react a solid hit landed on her shoulder causing decent damage. The reflected damage instantly killed the poor bastard.

"A blood mage?"

"But she didn't cast any spells."

"Yeah, but her damage dropped and recovered immediately. Never seen that before."

"Must be some amazing class."

The crowd buzzed and Gene slowly waded away from the market.

"Stop. I saw that." She heard a voice that she wanted to hear the least.

"I didn't start the attack."

"Doesn't matter. So you practice blood magic?"

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And so the city guards led by Jolene took her away.

*****

At the prison after an hour-long interrogation, Gene was finally allowed to meet Jolene and make her case.

"How long since you started dabbling in blood magic?" Jolene had this aura around her that made Gene look awkward.

"I don't," Gene said.

"I saw enough evidence to think otherwise." Jolene was hell-bent on prosecuting Gene for blood magic.

"She said she didn't. And you clearly don't understand blood magic." A familiar voice came from behind startling the two women.

"My Lady." Jolene immediately stood up and curtsied. Wewick approached Gene patiently and stood too close for Gene's comfort.

'Can you not stand this close?' As Gene was about to voice her displeasure, she suddenly sniffed her neck. Gene froze in place staring straight at Jolene who did a 'well, get used to it' attitude.

"You smell good. Good."

Gene got back her courage and immediately responded, "Can you please not do that." Only to see Jolene shaking her head.

She suddenly felt a soft touch on her cheek turning it moist.

"Eh?" Confused she slowly focused back on Wewick who was eagerly tasting her cheeks as if she was a tasty popsicle.

"Delicious…" Wewick muttered in between licking. "Let's go. Jolene, you can go back home." Wewick grabbed Gene by the waist and before she could react, the two disappeared with a pop.

As Gene came back to her senses, she found herself in a massive crater. The ground around her was deep red as the temperature was exceptionally high.

You have entered Dragon God's Sacred Space. You have received permission from the Dragon God. Penalty removed.

As Gene looked around, Wewick walked to a raised platform and started...stripping?

The clothes fell one after the other as she slowly stuttered to the platform. Before the last gown dropped the girl started transforming starting with her skin turning red. By the time she climbed the platform, she was already thirty feet tall with a body that was more than 70 feet long. Her wings spanned over the sky as far as she could see and the tail was too long for her to make out its length. Laying down on the platform, she gave a light screech and looked at the stunned Gene.

A voice echoed in the crater making Gene shiver. "So why did you choose Dragon God's Path?"

Wewick waited for a few seconds for Gene to gather her courage and collect herself.

"Because I thought it would be awesome?" Recovering from the shock, Gene finally understood why Wewick was such a powerful NPC that even the highest level player stood away from. Above the dragon's head were the dark red words that scared her to her wit's end.

DRAGON GOD WEWICK

Level 1000

Considering the fact that players could only level up to 999, this was someone that no one could offend and live to tell the tale. It also made sense why so little was recorded about the dragon god. It was cheating. Shouldn't it be a dragon goddess?

"Awesome?" Wewick tensed up hearing her response. There was a soft chuckle emitting from her throat. After waiting for a little while, the dragon stared at Gene again, deeply. "I think I judged you wrong. I thought you didn't want to fight. My mistake."

'What is all this about?' Gene had already recovered and regained enough courage. She felt she was about to regret this meeting.

"So, I've decided to change it. You aren't fit to be called a pacifist. I think this should suit you better."

Dragon God has punished you for deviating from the path of the Pacifist.

You have lost the class pacifist. All related skills have been deleted.

Dragon God has chosen a new path for the player.

Player Gene has received, Path of the fearful.

Player Gene has received the Epic(hidden) class, Scaredy Cat.

"Scaredy Cat? What do you think I am, a baby?" Gene was about to throw a temper tantrum but found she no longer could speak. 'Silenced?'

"I think it's time for you to run back home, little girl." The dragon blew hot flame at her.

You died.

*****