Once I finish the meditation instructions, I find myself in a different place. I think that might be my unconsciousness. again. At least I see the memory crystals scattered around everywhere. However, the rivers of glitch soup are new. And the cracks in the ceiling, and the webs...
It hasn't even been two days, and once again everything goes to hell.
Fuck, everything hurts from whatever that glitch pool did to me. I feel like I'm bursting apart.
Fuck, I don't want to die... I refuse to. It is not my time yet, I should never be my time. Not while I still have a say in it.
In desperation, I call out to whoever sent me those instructions, "Okay, I'm here, so what now?"
Instead of the expected text box, I hear some kind of noise, "N̷o̸w̵ ̸w̴e̵ ̷h̵a̷v̸e̵ ̶a̷ ̵b̵i̴t̷ ̴m̵o̶r̴e̵ ̴t̴i̸m̸e̵ ̵t̸o̵ ̸f̷i̵x̴ ̵t̶h̷i̴s̵ ̴m̶e̵s̵s̵ ̸t̵h̸a̶n̸ ̸a̵ ̷c̶o̶u̸p̷l̸e̷ ̵o̵f̴ ̴s̸e̴c̴o̷n̶d̸s̵.̴"
"Great, I understand nothing..."
A loud sighing can be heard, "E̸l̴l̸y̵,̸ ̴c̴a̵n̶ ̷y̷o̷u̸ ̵h̷e̸l̵p̵ ̷m̶e̴ ̴w̵i̸t̶h̴ ̵t̷h̶a̶t̴?̸ ̷W̶e̸ ̴d̴o̴n̵'̸t̴ ̵h̴a̴v̴e̵ ̸t̶h̴a̸t̵ ̶k̶i̸n̷d̶ ̵o̴f̷ ̶t̵i̵m̶e̷.̶.̷.̶"
"W̸h̸y̴ ̸d̴o̶e̴s̸n̷'̸t̸ ̷h̸e̶ ̸u̷n̸d̴e̵r̷s̵t̷a̷n̴d̵ ̴y̶o̵u̴?̴"
"Do you like talking to yourself?"
It is either that, or there are multiple and they sound exactly the same. But knowing glitches, it could be either.
"N̷e̸v̸e̴r̸ ̵m̴i̷n̵d̸,̴ ̷h̵e̴'̶s̷ ̸j̶u̸s̸t̶ ̵a̶n̶ ̶i̷d̷i̷o̶t̵ ̶l̵i̴k̴e̵ ̵a̶l̸w̴a̵y̸s̴.̶"
"I̵ ̶t̷h̷i̸n̶k̴ ̵i̴t̶ ̵i̷s̶ ̶m̴o̴r̴e̵ ̵t̵h̷a̶t̸ ̵h̴e̸ ̴c̶a̵n̷'̵t̴ ̶u̸n̶d̴e̷r̴s̶t̴a̶n̸d̶ ̷u̴s̷.̶.̵.̵ ̶I̴ ̴k̷n̸e̵w̷ ̵i̶t̷ ̴w̵a̵s̵ ̴t̸o̶o̸ ̴e̸a̷r̵l̷y̴ ̸f̵o̶r̵ ̴h̵i̴m̵.̷ ̴C̴a̸n̸ ̴y̸o̶u̷ ̶p̷l̸e̵a̸s̷e̷ ̷g̵o̷ ̵t̸o̸ ̶h̵i̷m̶ ̷a̵n̷d̸ ̴t̷r̴a̵n̶s̸l̸a̸t̵e̴?̵ ̸W̷e̶'̷r̴e̸ ̴k̷i̸n̸d̸a̶ ̵o̶n̸ ̴t̴h̴e̴ ̴c̸l̶o̴c̵k̸ ̷h̴e̸r̸e̷.̴"
"W̵i̶l̷l̵ ̸d̵o̸.̶"
I wait a moment, but nothing happens, "Fuck, what now..."
"You know, you look awful... I'm not even feeling like adding an insult."
I look around and see a suspicious woman standing a bit behind me, "And you are?"
"Don't you recognize me, Jared? It's me, Elly."
That's supposed to be her? She looks like a completely different person. Older, more mature - in a lot of ways.
Also, wasn't she supposed to be completely destroyed thanks to her glitch infection? Or at least stuck in the spirit graveyard or wherever "dead" spirits go? Why is she here?
"Right, and I'm the king of the glitches. Weren't you supposed to be dead and gone?"
"Yeah, but someone had a different plan for me. But we don't exactly have time for that", she turns away from me, "Hey, tell me what we have to do now."
"Who are you talking to?"
She brushes me off, "Later."
"H̴e̵ ̵h̸a̷s̶ ̵t̷o̴ ̷c̷r̵e̵a̵t̵e̵ ̸a̶ ̵s̵e̷c̶o̵n̸d̸ ̸H̸y̴b̵r̵i̸d̴ ̸c̵l̵a̷s̵s̶ ̷f̴o̷r̶ ̶h̸i̵m̷s̵e̷l̷f̷,̷ ̸a̴n̵d̵ ̶f̴a̸s̴t̶.̴ ̷H̵i̵s̶ ̷s̵o̸u̴l̷ ̷a̵n̶d̴ ̴b̵o̶d̴y̶ ̵w̷i̴l̷l̵ ̶o̶n̸l̵y̵ ̴l̶a̴s̷t̷ ̷f̴o̴r̸ ̸a̵ ̴f̶e̶w̵ ̷m̴o̶r̸e̷ ̴m̸i̵n̴u̶t̵e̸s̵ ̸a̷t̵ ̸m̷o̷s̵t̶.̷ ̵A̷n̵d̶ ̶t̵e̷l̶l̶ ̴h̵i̵m̵ ̵t̷o̸ ̴b̷e̸ ̸g̵r̷e̷e̵d̶y̴.̷ ̶S̷a̶c̷r̸i̷f̵i̵c̶e̴ ̵a̸s̷ ̵m̴a̶n̷y̷ ̷s̷k̴i̶l̷l̶s̷ ̴a̶s̵ ̸p̶o̴s̴s̷i̸b̶l̷e̵,̶ ̷d̸o̷e̸s̸n̷'̴t̸ ̸m̴a̸t̶t̷e̸r̸ ̷f̷r̷o̵m̸ ̵w̶h̶o̸m̸.̷"
Elly sounds annoyed while speaking with an alien voice, "I̸s̶ ̸t̵h̵a̸t̴ ̵r̵e̵a̵l̸l̸y̷ ̶t̸h̷e̶ ̸o̶n̸l̸y̸ ̴o̸p̵t̵i̸o̷n̸?̵"
"T̸h̶e̷r̸e̴ ̵i̶s̴ ̶n̷o̵ ̷a̴l̵t̴e̴r̶n̴a̴t̶i̸v̶e̸.̴"
She curses finally back in a human voice, "Shit. So, Jared, it says you should create another Hybrid class for yourself. The more skills get sacrificed the better your chances to survive your predicament."
That's it? I mean, yeah, I gave Lucy a Hybrid class to cure her glitch infection... In hindsight, it is the obvious solution.
There's just a tiny problem...
"Great, only one problem with that, I need one more level in the class and I don't see any suitable targets here to get it via [Essence Drain]; you wouldn't work, Elly, it already didn't grant me a level when I hybridized Eclaire and she's a spirit as well."
"N̸o̸w̴ ̷I̵ ̵d̸o̶u̴b̸t̷ ̶h̶e̷ ̴u̸n̴d̷e̸r̵s̵t̷a̶n̴d̷s̶ ̷h̴o̴w̶ ̵t̵h̵a̷t̷ ̵s̴k̶i̸l̶l̶ ̷w̷o̶r̸k̸s̵.̵.̸.̷ ̵a̷n̷y̶ ̸o̶f̸ ̸h̵i̶s̷ ̶f̸a̸m̸i̷l̷i̴a̶r̴s̷ ̷a̷r̴e̴ ̵a̵v̸a̴i̶l̵a̵b̸l̷e̴ ̴f̷r̴o̷m̵ ̶h̴e̸r̶e̶.̷ ̶I̷f̴ ̵h̴e̸ ̸d̵o̷e̵s̶n̵'̵t̸ ̴w̴a̴n̴t̵ ̵t̶o̵ ̶r̷a̸n̷d̷o̶m̶l̴y̸ ̷s̸p̶r̷i̶n̸g̴ ̷t̶h̴a̴t̵ ̶o̷n̸ ̶a̷n̵ ̵i̸n̷n̵o̸c̸e̷n̸t̴,̶ ̶h̴e̶ ̵s̶h̶o̵u̶l̵d̵ ̴c̶h̸o̸o̶s̴e̵ ̴t̵h̴e̴ ̸j̶e̶r̶k̴ ̵t̸h̴a̴t̷ ̵k̵i̷l̸l̴e̶d̶ ̸h̶i̵s̴ ̵f̶r̵i̸e̷n̸d̵ ̷t̵h̸i̴s̴ ̵m̶o̷r̶n̵i̷n̴g̶.̷ ̸H̵e̸ ̷i̴s̵n̶'̷t̷ ̷i̴n̷n̶o̸c̷e̴n̷t̵ ̶b̴y̷ ̴a̴n̴y̴ ̵m̷e̶t̷r̸i̷c̷.̷"
Elly facepalms, "S̶o̷ ̴m̵a̴n̴y̶ ̵q̷u̴e̴s̶t̷i̸o̷n̶s̷.̶.̵.̴"
"What did it say?"
"That you should work on your reading comprehension. The skill is seemingly usable on familiars no matter where they are. And our friend suggests you pick-"
I interrupt her, "What? I don't have to be near them? Let me check."
Essence Drain
[ERROR: UNKNOWN REQUIREMENT O-7734]
When you drink at least 100ml of the blood of a creature, you retain a Blood Echo of the victim.
This lasts for either 1 year or until it is used in the following effect: Choose a target between yourself, one of your familiars or a creature you touch.
You can sacrifice up to 8 skills from your own, the chosen creature and any by Blood Echo-linked creatures' skills.
These sacrifices are used to create an í̷̪l̶͚͠l̸̖̒e̷̢̚g̶̪̅ḁ̴͑l̴̠͂ extra class or mutate an existing extra class of the target creature.
The sacrificed skills can't be regained.
If a skill originates from multiple sources each instance is treated separately.
You cannot trade skills fundamental to a creature type, e.g. [Undead] or [Spirit], this way; they are only a valid sacrifice if their owner is the target of the process.
If skills were sacrificed the recipient must've lost at least 2 skills in the process, otherwise, the process fails.
The created/mutated class varies by the offered skills and essences of the involved, and, in case of mutation, on the extra class that gets modified.
Sacrificing multiple skills does not guarantee a better result.
If at least 3 skills are chosen to be sacrificed you can preview the result without losing the skills and still abort the process.
When the class creation is successful, the class granting this skill increases its level by 1 unless it is already your highest-leveled class.
A given target can only receive (1 + skill level / 15, at most 5) additional extra classes this way.
Technically, I never went to school in this life, so what do I know about grammar?
"No idea, shouldn't the touch condition also apply to the familiars? It reads like that to me."
The glitchy voice reacts once again, "D̶o̸n̷'̵t̶ ̵a̶s̷k̸ ̵m̴e̵,̵ ̵y̶o̵u̵r̴ ̶l̴a̵n̷g̶u̵a̷g̷e̷ ̵i̷s̴ ̸s̴t̷u̵p̷i̶d̶ ̸a̷n̶d̵ ̸w̷e̵i̴r̶d̸.̷"
Elly shouts at us, "I don't think that's important right now, you two. We have to act quickly before it is too late!"
"Why do you even care, Elly? Last time we met, you tried to kill me for fucks sake!"
She sounds pitiful, "It... isn't that simple. Since then I had time to think, and I've come to regret my decision back then. I wanted to talk to you once I get the opportunity and apologize but..."
Oh, yeah, sure. Any murder is forgiven because you said "sorry".
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"You can say what you want, but I do not trust you, Elly. Not anymore."
"Yeah, I understand. Now, please?"
"...you wanted to tell me who your 'friend' suggested as a target. Who, and why?"
"T̵e̴l̸l̵ ̵h̷i̸m̶ ̵t̷o̴ ̸o̷p̸e̶n̷ ̵t̶h̸e̴ ̴m̷e̵n̷u̸.̷ ̷I̴t̷'̵l̷l̶ ̵b̶e̶ ̷q̵u̷i̶c̸k̴e̷r̸ ̷t̴o̶ ̴s̶h̶o̷w̵.̷"
"It wants to show you, so just open the menu. He shouldn't be able to confirm that choice without your consent. The target is supposedly the killer of whoever died today."
I open the menu as she asked, "He can scroll through the list but not confirm? Weird set of permissions... And the victim was Darius. Because of that, the barrier broke and I'm now in this situation."
The voice says something while a bunch of tiny threads appear and flick through the menu, "T̴r̶u̷s̴t̷ ̴m̴e̴,̴ ̷y̷o̸u̵ ̵h̴a̶v̸e̷ ̷n̸o̴ ̸c̵h̵a̴n̸c̶e̶ ̷o̷f̴ ̴e̴v̴e̷r̶ ̵f̸i̷n̷d̵i̶n̵g̵ ̵h̶i̸m̷.̴ ̶H̵i̷s̷ ̶s̴k̶i̷l̴l̷s̶ ̷i̴n̴ ̶h̶i̶d̶i̸n̸g̶ ̷e̵c̶l̶i̵p̶s̴e̵ ̵w̶h̵a̸t̶e̸v̴e̵r̸ ̴y̷o̸u̵ ̷c̶o̷u̴l̵d̴ ̴d̶o̸ ̸t̸o̴ ̴t̵r̷y̴ ̴a̵n̴d̷ ̵f̷i̴n̸d̵ ̴h̵i̶m̴ ̴b̶y̶ ̴a̶ ̶l̷i̵g̸h̴t̴y̸e̷a̵r̶.̷"
I wait for a translation, but Elly doesn't offer one, "What did it say?"
"That the target is too good at hiding and you'd have no chance to find him. I don't understand where its confidence comes from."
"And I don't understand how one of my familiars could ever assassinate Darius in the first place. Aren't they supposed to have a minimum of loyalty forced upon them? Killing me indirectly through Darius' death clearly breaks that."
"I don't know either..."
Once the threads are done, the menu reveals a few things: the alleged culprit is called "Dibri" and possesses a bunch of skills that make him seem like the perfect assassin; aside from [Disguise] and [Stealth] I have as well, there are some highlights:
Death Critical
Passive
Your critical hits against living targets ignore all defenses and instantly kill the target.
And to make this even more unfair:
Perfect Undetectability
Passive
If you haven't attacked for at least 3 seconds, you can not be seen in any way unless you allow it.
This even includes detection through skills up to divine rank.
"I wouldn't be surprised if he belonged to the demons and even had a divine class; these effects look way too powerful for a regular person."
"Yeah, I agree."
"C̵a̵n̷ ̸y̵o̸u̷ ̸f̵i̶n̶a̸l̸l̷y̷ ̵k̸i̸l̶l̵ ̴h̷i̶m̶?̴ ̶Y̷o̸u̷r̶ ̶t̷i̴m̷e̸ ̴i̷s̸ ̶r̷u̶n̴n̴i̵n̵g̸ ̵s̵h̴o̷r̶t̷.̷"
Elly sighs, "It tells you to hurry."
I know that my time is limited, but I still have to ask, "Do you have any proof?"
"N̷o̵t̴h̶i̷n̸g̸ ̴t̷h̷a̸t̵ ̵w̵o̵u̴l̷d̶ ̵h̸o̴l̵d̸ ̶u̸p̸ ̷i̷n̷ ̵c̵o̵u̶r̷t̴.̸ ̸Y̸o̷u̸ ̵s̷i̷m̸p̸l̴y̷ ̴h̸a̷v̴e̵ ̶t̶o̸ ̴t̶a̸k̶e̶ ̷m̵y̸ ̷w̵o̶r̵d̴ ̴f̶o̸r̵ ̸i̷t̸.̷ ̷O̴r̵ ̷y̴o̴u̸ ̵c̵a̴n̶ ̴a̸s̸k̴ ̵h̸i̷m̷ ̵y̶o̸u̴r̴s̷e̷l̶f̸,̴ ̸h̴e̶'̵s̸ ̸r̶i̴g̸h̵t̶ ̴b̵e̵h̸i̸n̷d̸ ̴y̷o̸u̶ ̴r̶e̷a̴d̷y̸i̵n̵g̶ ̶h̴i̷s̷ ̶d̶a̵g̴g̵e̴r̷.̷"
That felt like a no to me.
Elly twitches, "No, and you should really hurry."
"Yeah, yeah."
...what am I even doing here? There's no concrete proof that this guy is the culprit, just a flimsy testimony of... a thing that isn't even trustworthy to begin with.
I really shouldn't play judge, jury, and executioner, especially at the same time, but... it doesn't really matter now. Eventually, all familiars will have to get a Hybrid class anyway, the sooner the better. And someone simply has to be my guinea pig for this remote hybridization. And if circumstantial evidence points to him, who else would be better?
I begin to take his stealth and death skills and add them to the list of sacrifices, but then one more skill catches my eye:
Green Pollex
???
Spread the Reaper Plague.
Reaper Plague... I've heard that before. Wasn't that the fatal sickness the old lady suffered from, the one Lucy couldn't cure? How the hell is that a function of his skill... does that mean, he's not only behind the murder but also the cause of that illness? Are we just a goddamn test lab for you!?
So it wasn't just a random illness but an actual bioweapon? You know, you deserve whatever happens to you now. I hope it hurts.
Sigh
This still feels wrong, "I don't really have any options here, do I?"
Angrily, I grab all of his remaining skills and throw them into the metaphorical blender as well.
Hybrid V̴i̵c̸t̶i̴m̴ extra class Growth Rates
-13 HP, -13 MP, -13 SP, -13 STR, -13 DEX, -13 VIT, -13 MAG, -13 FTH, -13 WIL, -13 CHA No Game
Passive
HP = 0 until the sequel. N̵o̸(̶ ̶)̴b̴o̸d̷y̸ ̵l̶e̴f̴t̸ ̵b̸e̴h̶i̷n̵d̷
-
Your body dissolves on death. Irony Weakness
Hey, you want to avoid being detected? How about if even reality fails to find you? Let me grant this wish, "Bye."
Click
With that, the level of my borked divine class jumps to fifteen allowing me to create a second Hybrid class for myself.
Suddenly, the pressure from the glitches feels slightly less. Am I just losing my mind or...
No, the strain is still killing me, I have to get to work ASAP.
Rumble Rumble
A sudden quake knocks me off my feet, "What is going on now?"
"I̶ ̶t̸h̶i̵n̷k̵ ̶t̷h̷e̷ ̸g̴u̵y̴ ̴j̶u̵s̶t̵ ̵f̶o̴r̴g̵o̵t̵ ̶h̷o̵w̵ ̶t̴o̷ ̵b̵r̷e̷a̸t̸h̵e̷ ̸a̵n̵d̵ ̷f̷e̸l̵l̷ ̷o̵v̶e̷r̷,̴ ̴t̴h̷e̷n̸ ̵c̵r̷a̷s̵h̵e̸d̴ ̸i̴n̴t̶o̷ ̷y̵o̶u̶.̶ ̴N̶o̶t̵h̵i̴n̵g̶ ̷u̵n̸e̴x̵p̸e̵c̷t̷e̶d̸ ̸a̵f̶t̵e̵r̸ ̸w̴h̶a̴t̷ ̶y̸o̴u̵'̴v̶e̵ ̶j̵u̷s̸t̶ ̸d̷o̴n̷e̸.̶"
Elly translates, "Uh, nothing to worry about now. You should be more concerned with yourself now."
"I guess so..."
So I have to create another Hybrid class for me, huh...
It said I have to use the variant with skill sacrifices and I should go for broke. So I must sacrifice the maximum of eight skills, at least two of which must be mine so I can receive the class. But which two of my skills can I give up? I still need all of them...
Wait, there were two skills without an effect on the previous Hybrid class, I can use those!
And from where can I steal six more skills?
I don't really have time to make a proper choice, do I?
While I'm thinking, the disembodied voice suddenly shouts, "M̴a̴n̶,̴ ̶y̴o̷u̵'̴r̸e̸ ̴s̵l̵o̶w̴.̵.̴.̴ ̸U̸g̸h̸,̴ ̴i̸f̷ ̴y̸o̴u̷ ̸c̶a̵n̴'̷t̴ ̵d̶e̶c̶i̵d̴e̵,̷ ̸I̷'̶l̸l̷ ̴d̵o̷ ̵i̷t̶ ̶m̶y̵s̶e̶l̴f̶.̶ ̶W̷a̷t̷c̵h̷.̵"
Before I can protest, the threads are already fiddling with the menu, "Hey, what the hell are you doing!?"
"M̵o̸r̴o̵n̸,̷ ̶I̸ ̴t̴h̴o̷u̶g̵h̷t̴ ̶y̴o̷u̶r̸ ̴w̷i̸l̴l̷ ̸t̶o̸ ̶l̸i̵f̴e̷ ̶w̷a̷s̸ ̷s̶t̶r̵o̴n̸g̸?̴ ̶W̷h̷y̶ ̶d̸o̸ ̵y̵o̴u̶ ̴t̵h̵e̵n̶ ̸h̴e̸s̸i̵t̴a̴t̸e̶ ̸s̷o̷ ̸m̶u̵c̷h̴!̷?̷ ̴T̵h̷i̴s̵ ̴g̷o̸e̵s̴ ̴o̸n̸ ̵t̵h̷e̵ ̸t̵r̷a̵i̴n̷i̴n̶g̶ ̴p̶l̴a̵n̸,̴ ̵m̴a̶r̶k̶ ̷m̴y̸ ̵w̸o̵r̸d̶s̶!̴"
Elly facepalms, "Yeah, I'm not translating that. Just let it do its thing. It seems to have a plan."
"Wha-? Hey, I still need that skill!!"
It throws [Affinity Magic] and [E̸x̷t̵r̷a̸ ̷A̵f̵f̵i̸n̵i̶t̵y̷] from my Silver Wizard class into the blender as well as the Brightflame Sorcerer class that hangs as a skill on my false divine class. Damn, I even felt how it ripped that class out of my soul, that hurt!
While I recoil from that pain, the threads quickly scroll the list of familiars, past the thousands of citizens of the fortress to the end of the list. There's a small section of five nameless entries. Who are they, why are they there? No clue.
The threads open one of the nameless entries, and aside from the usual familiar skills, it has only two visible skills: [Absorb Fire] and [Fire Magic Rank 2]. Reminds me of a monster, likely a Fire Elemental. The threads throw all skills except [Familiar] into the list of sacrifices then stop moving around, it seems to be done.
The voice gets impatient with me, "T̷h̵e̴r̷e̶,̸ ̵t̷h̶a̴t̷ ̷s̸h̷o̷u̵l̸d̵ ̸m̸a̸t̷c̸h̴ ̶w̷h̴a̷t̶ ̷y̸o̶u̸'̷d̶ ̵w̵a̵n̵t̴.̵ ̷T̶a̴k̶e̷ ̵i̸t̵.̷ ̷Y̷o̵u̴ ̶d̷o̴n̷'̴t̶ ̵h̴a̵v̶e̸ ̶m̷u̵c̵h̶ ̵t̷i̸m̷e̴ ̴l̷e̵f̶t̴.̶"
I don't understand the words themselves, but the intent is obvious: push the button!
So my two skills, the class that pretends to be a skill, [Fire Magic], [Absorb Fire], [Sleepless], and [Ageless]. I count seven, not eight, but who knows how the class counts, they tend to have three skills, so doesn't that push us to a total of ten? Ah, forget it, it's not worth the headache.
I glance over the result but don't read it too closely. The pain is getting too much.
Hybrid W̸͖̌[̷a̵o̵]̴r̶r̷i̵o̷r̵ ̶o̶f̴ ̷b̶L̵i̵g̴h̸t̶ extra class Growth Rates
19.5 HP, 23 MP, 14.25 SP, 1.75 STR, -2 DEX, 6 VIT, 2.5 MAG, 3 FTH, 2 WIL, -1 CHA P̷u̵r̴e̷ ̵M̷a̷g̴i̴c̴
Grants the ability to cast rank 0&1 basic magic skills of all elements.
In addition to the standard options, it also adds the following modification options:
(0 MP cost) add a known spell shape beyond the standard limit
(50 MP cost) spell projectiles move at the speed of light
(35 MP cost) the spell's point of origin becomes one of your spirits you can see A̴b̵s̸o̷r̴b̷ ̵Y̶o̵u̶t̸h̸
Concentration
NO EFFECT F̴̳̚i̷̳̾r̶͇͂ẹ̸̽w̵̫̆a̴̭͛l̸̮͗l̴̼̈
2048 MP upkeep
When taking weakness or critical damage, negate the damage completely and launch an instant counterattack at the point of origin for 257% VIT disconnection damage.
16s cooldown between activations. Cure Weakness
Too much info to process in this state, but the first seems to be an upgraded form of the [Affinity Magic] skill and the others don't look detrimental, so I don't care about the losses. Not that I'm in the state of mind to choose anything else.
"You better have some very good answers...", I hit confirm.
Moments later, I suddenly feel a vast emptiness within me, which then gets filled again. Is that the effect of the Hybrid class? Enlarging the metaphorical soul container?
Despite the feeling of getting "full" again, the pressure on my body lessens. It feels like the immediate danger is over, so I dare to relax for a moment.