Maou ran throughout the forest, narrowly dodging the attacks of the ratmen. He didnt know it yet, but his AGI stat was higher than normal due to his elf lineage. Sadly, it wasn't high enough. He dodged as much as he could as he ran and jumped, but every now and then an attack would graze him, taking 20 of his health. After about five minutes of running, he was almost dead, but almost miraculously, he saw a broken tower in a clearing around 200 meters away. He gave his all a and sprinted to the door. It gave alot of resistance, but he got in right before he got destroyed by the little rat men. When the door closed, the tower lit up inside with an eerie purple light.
Congratulations! You are the first to find the Forgotten Tower
+100 Fame
Forgotten Tower is unowned. Would you like to claim the Forgotten Tower?
Maou had heard about this via the forums. Apparently people or groups could claim dungeons or abandoned structures, several EA guilds already had. However, your rights to the property could be challenged at any time, and if you weren't there, or didnt have any security, such as monsters in dungeons, or guild members guarding the structure, then they could simply take it. But he would cross that bridge when he got to it. "Hell yeah I'll claim it."
Would you like to rename the Forgotten Tower?
"Demon's Rook" Maou said satisfactorily. Perhaps the machine didn't deserve the vengeance he had planned after all. He began to look around the tower stealthily. There were books everywhere, but no signs of life. he went up the stairs, and found that the tower went up four stories, or rather at the fourth story, the tower seemed to be broken, as if the upper levels had been blown off. For some reason however, there were no ruins or wreckage around the tower though.
Maou looked down from the top of the tower however and cringed slightly, there were ratmen swarming around the tower, not approaching it, but encircling it. "Waiting on e to come out eh? Keep waiting ugly bastards." muttered Maou. He would make them pay for boxing him in like a caged rabbit. As he plotted his revenge, he gradually got bored. Back on the base floor, he began reading a stray book on the desk called 'Theory Magia'. It detailed several theories on mana, and the movement thereof as well as ideas on how mana transforms into magic and vice versa. At the end of the book, several notifications popped up.
WIS+1
INT+1
New Skill(Passive): Mana Manipulation.
"Damn, that was easy, an hour of reading for a skill? Let me read some more shit then! ... I gotta stop talking out loud to myself..." Maou spent the next several hours reading books in the tower. However, most of them were magical heory type books, so other than a few stat boosts, he didn't receive anything special like the first time. Annoyed, he threw a book as hard as he could at a shelf, causing it to fall over.
New Skill: Throw. Able to throw objects more accurately and cause more damage
Well at least I got something out of it thought Maou, calming down. He grabbed another book, this time from the fallen shelf, and began reading it. However this one was quite different from the others. Inside he found a detailed description of dark magic and how to use it. Following directions from the book, Maou focused mana in his hand and after a while, the mana began to become physically visible. Then he changed the feeling of it, making it as dark and murky as he could. As Maou watched gleefully, the ball of mana began to look like writhing condensed shadows.
New Skill: Dark Mastery. Increases damage and resistance of the dark element by 25%
New Skill: Dark Sphere. deals dark damage. can be thrown. cost 20 mana
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Maou realized he had no idea how much mana he had, or any of his stats for that matter. "Status Window"
NameMaouClassN/AHealth100Mana260Level1Fame150Health Regen/Sec0.5Mana Regen/Sec2Strength7Agility17Wisdom20Intelligence26Stamina170Vitality10Dexterity15
Whoa, i didnt get that many boosts from reading books, must be my elven half. "Art thou having fun?" A deep voice said. Maou immediately jumped up and activated [Dark Sphere]. "Come on out bitch, if you think you're going to take the tower from me, you're in for a painful death!" He shouted. A deep echoing laughter pervaded the tower. " Child, the tower hast been mine to begin with, and shall be mine again whence you have gone. For I, Ra Voriik Dune built it, and in my life, ruled from it. Now, my spirit is one with this great tower: Tora Dune!"
"K. first off," Maou interjected, " MY tower's name is Demon's Rook. Secondly, if your not going to be helpful, get the fuck out. I'm trying to read here. I gotta say by the way, you did keep some useful books. I should get fairly powerful with these" With that, Maou sat back in a chair began reading again. He understood now that the voice was merely a ghost that didn't pass on. He didnt care if it had a problem with him owning its tower or anything else for that manner. He just wanted more power.
The spirit of Ra Voriik Dune was dumbfounded. He hadn't been the strongest even in his life, but he was certainly a noteworthy dark lord. When others had tried to inherit the tower, they had either fled when they heard his voice, or offered to become his underling. In a few cases they had even tried to destroy him. This was the first tie someone had simply cast him aside. This boy, no, this man only cared about seeking strength, and those who could give him strength. It reminded him of himself in his younger years, although as time passed, he had grown lax, and stopped reaching for the top. This man is a worthy successor, I will make sure he brings back the glory of this tower, and accomplishes what I could not. "Boy, What is thine name?" Voriik asked.
Maou rolled his eyes and put the book down with a thud. "Goddamn your still here??? Look, the name's Maou, Now if you will excuse me I-" "You shan't get stronger just like that. Maou, thou shall become my heir! Take the title of Ra, and become a magus! Thou shalt have all the power ye shall need! I shall teach thee myself. It is thine wish to dominate, is it not? what other use is there for power? With I at your side, ye shan't fail!" A notification popped up in front of Maou
New Class: Magus
+150 WIS, INT
All magic voiceless
+100% effect for all written magic
+50% damage for all magic
Allows for two other classes
New Functional Title: Ra
+200 INT
"Well it doesnt look like I have a fucking choice do I? You better come through on what you just promised me, or else I swear I'll find a way to kill you in a very unpleasant way." Maou got up from his chair. "Ok so what now? Do I have to read more books, are you gonna materialize out of thin air, what?"
The voice of Ra Voriik Dune chuckled. "For now, Enter the basement, I believe ye shall find it most intriguing" The voice faded away. [Maou simply shrugged his shoulders and looked for the basement entrance. after a few minutes, he found a trap door with some stairs. As he descended, the purple light seemed to become more intense. When he reached the bottom of the stairs he looked around. What he saw left him speechless. Then his trademark evil grin spread across his face. The basement was most intriguing indeed.