Chapter 5
“Trees!”
Did I really just have a nightmare about being hunted and chopped down by trees? I think I might need a little longer of a break. I should check that skill anyway. What? ‘That's dumb and it’s quite literally in the name?’ Well shut up, Brain, and start reading ok? Don’t fight me, we both lose… I need to get out of here…
Simple Craftmanship: Do you really need more than the name? Just kidding, well mostly. It gives you a small instinctive bonus to all forms of crafting and has the potential to branch into many distinct forms and types of crafting.
Y-O: Ok meat sack go to your stats now and spend your 3 free points, like you would if you were a smart human who listens to his mighty system.
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Y-O: You’re boring. Spreading the 3 out like that. Well I guess constitution, dexterity, and strength aren’t too bad…
“That’s right. It’s called using my brain and being smart with my choices, Y. You serve me anyway you are my system, so don’t be so haughty.” This system is so annoying. Can it just not shut up?
Y-O: I don’t even feel bad for you anymore. You really think a mortal is better than me? Oh, also brace dumbass.
Stat limit hit… Stat limit passed for… 3 attributes… Break initiating…
Following the “oh so gracious warning”, from Y, a howl resounded out into the forest close by the boulder, yes it was me. The pain was unbearable. Almost everything began to itch uncontrollably from my skin all the way through the muscles, tendons, and ligaments to my bones. It sizzled like an egg on a pan being flipped back and for an even cook on all sides of my very being.
Y-O: Hey Mr. Bigshot, get ready to make a choice you have a time limit though. So make a good choice but do it fast or you will explode, or turn into a monster… Ok just for you I’ll pick what fits best for you buddy, just this once since you don’t seem too good. Or I could see if you mutate… oh, that sounds like fun.
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Automatic choices made… Error… Brace… Brace…
Y-O: Hah, you should see your face idiot. That won’t happen quite yet. Now respect your system monkey.
Constitution, Dexterity, and Strength have now entered the realm of a Lesser Galactic Citizen
After an hour? I think it was an hour, hard to tell. At last I could begin to move again after whatever the hell that was… and that bastard of a system, what kind of insane clown makes a system like this. In other words I know what kind of insane prankster would do this, I just wish I didn’t.
Y-O: Rise and shine human. You survived, if I could clap I would. Why don’t you take a look at the… stats… Hold on I’ll need to adjust them a bit more so you can understand… umm, that. I know you can see what I’m looking at so just take a good look at yourself while I translate this for you.
What. The. Fuck… This is why I should have stayed in the hole, less weird shit would have happened then. Slowly over the next half an hour I look for anything even slightly off. I don't doubt even a slight discolor could be some form of eldritch space cancer.
Y-O: Don’t worry it’s not Eldritch Space Cancer or an Eldritch Space Cancer. Yes, there’s a difference and don’t think about it yet.
Ok got it don’t think of anything not normal, it probably exists and I don’t want to know that. After a little longer I noticed a small brown stoney like patchy line that stretched up a little over my left shoulder from my shoulder blade. Scratching was the obvious reaction and holy… did it ever hurt. So I left it be and turned to the stats to hopefully find out what the hell is happening now. Is this some sort of curse? Am I turning into a golem of some sort..? I can’t let myself think like this, or else it’ll be true.
Evolutionary Rank: Lesser Galactic Citizen
Mutation: Crystal Earth Growth (most likely, probably, not cancerous)
Y-O:Told you it’d be fun, look at that already preparing to shed the limits of your puny species. It’s a good thing… for now at least. It should help with having some fun advancements in the future.
You know it’s all a dream. No other way for this. Living trees, gods, a different universe, growing damn crystals on my back. I must’ve taken some heavy shit.
Y-O: No, this is all real. Even this little “dream” world actually exists, it’s just adjacent slightly to the first universal realm. Now hurry your ass up and get this shit done, you're getting boring. I want to start making you into a tyrant, so please for me would you move your ass. I don't want another whole chapter in this sub realm.
Chapter? Sub realm? What the hell is my life..?