Simon found himself waking up after making his final choice. The bed was very soft and he found himself relaxing when age old injuries didn’t come back to haunt him. He hadn’t noticed before but he hadn’t been able to feel anything in his soul. He felt so light that he could fly away. He tried opening his eyes but it didn’t work. ‘Ah, well, who would care if he would sleep another few minutes.’ With that thought he rolled on his side. A great splosh followed when he hit another soft bed. After the trilling went through his body he tried to open his eyes once again. ‘Shit, shit, shit.’ He tried to count to ten but when he tried to move his arm all his calm broke away. A wiggle ran through his body making him sick. What the heck was this? He felt nothing inside his body except a rough stone. He felt all the cracks around him in the stone. thoughts raced through him like a wildfire but one blazed as hard as an inferno:’ What the fuck did that asshole do?!’ How could he check? He couldn’t see his race cause he couldn’t see. Would there be a blue box to check it in. “Blue box.” “Blue box!” No, that didn’t work. Count till ten to become focused. One. Two. Three. That asshole. Four. Five. Six. What had he done. All of this to spite him?! Cause he wouldn’t willingly walk to his own death. He would kill fifty thousand people. Just so he could mangle the face of that bastard. His body was shaking wildly making him feel all around. He was in a tunnel with water streaming down in the middle. What the fuck. All vanished again for his mind’s eye. How should he go about determining his condition? After thinking those words a blue screen appeared again:
General:
Name:
Simon Blackheart
Title:
None
Age:
0
Race:
Slime
Mana pool:
89/90
Health pool:
140/140
Stamina pool:
140/140
Class:
None
Level:
0
Experience points:
0/100
Cultivation:
None
Rank:
None
Attributes:
Strength:
6
Dexterity:
8
Agility:
7
Constitution:
14
Willpower:
12
Intelligence:
9
Wisdom:
7
Alertness:
11
skills:
racial skills:
Tremor sense (Unskilled - 1)
Body manipulation (Unskilled - 1)
skills:
Soul space (Unskilled - 1)
affinity’s:
None
Mutations:
None
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Skill points:
0
Mutation points:
0
Stat points:
0
Boons:
Guardians boon:
Sentient slime.
He needed to survive. He needed more information to survive. So he did the same thing he did to make his info screen appear. He focused his thoughts on one specific thing: ‘Class!”
Classes: when you reach level 5 you may choose your first basic class, giving you unique bonuses. at level ten you may choose another one. From then on you may evolve your class into something better every ten levels. A class gives you bonuses to their specialization as well as skills and boons. The class you have will determine how many stat points you get.
That was a relief. He didn’t have a disadvantage because he had just appeared. All people would begin without a class. That meant he could fight them. He summoned and skimmed through the information on experience. The gist of it was that you had to do one of three things to level up: ‘The first was to kill things, the second was to complete quests and the third was to complete quests.’ When he read through it better he noticed that there was one peculiarity: ‘How harder it is to do, how more experience, meaning that if you killed vermin all day as a level hundred you would get almost no experience. He then read through his two racial skills, tremor sense and body manipulation, finding that he had accidentally used both. He hoped that ten mana a minute wasn’t much, cause that was the prize he had to pay for tremor sense. Body manipulation meant that he could move around his body at the cost of stamina, just as all people did. Just as he tried to open the screens for soul space did he feel a ping at the back of his mind and did he feel his body wiggle as something sharp was pressed into it. A screen appeared, when he acknowledged the ping at the back of his mind, before his mind’s eye.
Rat bites idiot: 19 attack, 14 blocked, damage 5. Health pool 135/140
How dare that rat! He was the terror of the ocean! That rodent would learn it’s place!
Rat slashes idiot: 16 attack, 14 blocked, damage 2. Health pool 133/140
Rat bites idiot: 20 attack, 14 blocked, damage 6. Health pool 127/140
Rat slashes idiot: 15 attack, 14 blocked, damage 1. Health pool 126/140
What! counterstrike! Creating a tentacle out of slime he attacked back…. and missed. Maybe he should activate tremorsense!
CRITICAL HIT! Rat slashes idiot: 52 attack, 14 blocked, damage 38. Health pool 88/140
A flare of pain shot through him as a black clawed paw reached through his slimy body and scratched the stone inside his body. He bit through the pain, just as he had done many times as a pirate, and flowed up the body of the rat. He could sense every part of the rat that was encased in his slime. The rat was a female of its kind. It had many places on his skin where scars ran.
Rat bites idiot: 18 attack, 14 blocked, damage 4. Health pool 87/140
Ow! Stop that! Simon quickly activated tremor sense to see what was happening. Two rats still scurried around him. The rat within him tried to scratch him but the sticky slime that Simon controlled made sure that he couldn’t get any force behind his blows. One of the rats tried to scratch at him but Simon shoved him aside with a tentacle. The rat found the wall with an impact that sent tremors through earth and air alike. The rat peeled down from the wall with a chest several centimeters smaller. The last beast turned his head to the ceiling. Tremors rang through the air a few moments later after it had opened its mouth.
Black rat’s screech: 40 attack, 12 blocked, 28 damage . Health pool 59/140
The only indication the rat was alive was its chest weakly going up and down. Simon rolled over and slapped the corpse with a splash into the ground. Simon looked at his stats.
Mana pool:
83/90
Health pool:
60/140
Stamina pool:
76/140
After a few moments he noticed something odd. His health had regenerated. Also rat inserts are gross! Wait, what! Focusing on the rat in his body he saw that it had almost dissolved into nothingness. “tak, tak, tak. tak, tak, tak. tak, tak, tak. tak, tak, tak.” Whas he just imagining it or was he hearing thuds? “Tak, tak, tak. Tak, tak, tak. Tak, tak, tak. Tak, tak, tak.” No! It were definitely many things walking in ritme. “Tak, tak, tak! Tak, tak, tak! Tak, tak, tak! Tak, tak, tak!” They were also definitely coming closer. Wobbling on he sensed a grate in the floor about five meters along. “Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak!” He could now make out the sound of the hundreds of feet rushing at him. Another meter further and he could identify the vibrations in the air as rat screeces. He concentrated most of his slime behind the stone and pushed it all out in a long tentacle.
Idiot hit wall: 17 attack, 14 blocked, 3 damage . Health pool 58/140
He launched himself forward another two times, when the rats rounded the corner. The blast of air that was there screeching pierced his mind, making it go blank for a second. He was so close to the grate. Ten centimeters! But he just couldn’t go. His slime deflated into a puddle. how hard he willed it to didn’t matter, cause it didn’t react to any commands. The rats had halved the distance. He had to move! The rats were within five meters! With great effort he heaved himself into a blob once more. A darkness almost overtook him was it not for the pain shooting through his system. It felt like his body was on fire. He didn’t even notice when his tremor sense cut off. He was almost there, almost at the grate, when they were there, hitting him with all there mass in him and cutting him with their claws.
Rat hits idiot: 12 attack, 14 blocked, 0 damage . Health pool 47/140
Rat slashes idiot: 15 attack, 14 blocked, 1 damage . Health pool 46/140
Rat hits idiot: 13 attack, 14 blocked, 0 damage . Health pool 46/140
Rat slashes idiot: 18 attack, 14 blocked, 4 damage . Health pool 42/140
Rat hits idiot: 11 attack, 14 blocked, 0 damage . Health pool 42/140
Rat slashes idiot: 15 attack, 14 blocked, 1 damage . Health pool 41/140
Rat slashes idiot: 19 attack, 14 blocked, 5 damage . Health pool 36/140
He fell down after the beating once more as a slime puddle. His body was spread evenly over the stone flour except at one place, where his slime was hanging down. Helping gravity with all that he could, Simon pushed his body down the hole while ignoring the notifications. After one last nasty bite he was through the grate. Falling into a happy nothingness.