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Waking up in the mornings were never easy for Jack. He could easily pull an allnighter, and even stay awake for a couple days, but whenever he had to wake up in the morning, his body always complained, unless his life was in danger, or he had a nightmare. This time, it was a dream of zombies and demons. Which was odd, as he never encountered both of them at the same time. The zombies were encountered in Italy by him, and later in Michigan, while demons...

Lazily opening his eyes, Jack felt as if he was still in a state of delirium, confusing the colors and surroundings. Or, as he thought about it, might have still been dreaming. With a grunt, he moved his leg, causing the suit of armor he was still in emit a soft buzzing noise, which was slightly more noticeable than usual. After looking through the HUD and system messages, he noted that everything seemed to be in working order, except for the sensors 4, 6 and 10, which seemed to be interfering with the video feed.

Shrugging, he decided to play the most recent recordings, while he moved through what seemed to be a giant desert, with ashen sand and purple sun high in the sky. It wasn't normal for sun to look like that, after all there was no way a red sun could be combined with blue sun to produce a purple one, worst case, they should've produced white or yellow sun. Shaking his head, he looked at it once again, and remembered that the blue suns have about ten times the temperature of red sun, about 30 thousand celsius. That was one of the relatively recent trivia he was curious about when Central was talking about recent StarBomb.

He felt his mind wandering from the tiny window in his field of vision, playing through the recent encounter with what looked like a floating featureless human with comically enlarged head, lacking any facial features, save for a mouth with rows of serrated teeth, and an oddly shaped protrusion made of yellowish white material, located at the top of it's head. The creature stood amongst corpses of many people, mostly researchers and lightly armed security guards, with the screen behind the creature showing a lady talking about emergency protocol. Only, the feed seemed to be corrupted, and the next moment the timeline was skipped, and in place of the single creature a number of other, slightly smaller creatures appeared, in the similar environment, but instead of screen and corpses, there were ravaged exoskeleton suits and robots.

The feed seemed to have the other uncorrupted section with a massive floating brain with multiple eyes, serrated teeth and a sort of glowing red aura, for the lack of better explanation, and with the said massive brain having a plasma blast cleaving through it's center, leaving a gaping hole behind, and an odd crystal dropping from it. The three videos allowed Jack to remember some of the events happened at U/T-0. The quick and easy 'rescue' mission turned into data recovery, with a number of his own troops getting eradicated during the extraction process.

Sighing, Jack started looking through his power armor interface, noticing a number of issues with it. The power levels of the core seemed to have dropped significantly, leaving less than a third of the charge, the oxygen supply was compromised and his armor switched to filtering the surrounding air, which seemed to breathable, considering he was still pretty much alive, and his weapons were mostly out of ammo, with the LR-19c staying in compacted mode and stored on the belt, and Mjolnir mk2 hanging behind with a spare magazine hidden in storage, same as his RX-47 combat knife, and RM-99 revolver.

If the worst came to worst, he could engage more of the demons, and considering he was no longer in the enclosed space of an underwater complex, he could finally use the grenade launcher without reservation, even if it only had thirteen grenades remaining. He wished that Alliance would provide at least some information on what they were to encounter, but considering everything, even if they did, he would just laugh in the face of whoever told him about demonic invasion, but at least he would bring chainsaw with him.

Shrugging once more, Jack noticed an oddly shaped icon in his field of vision, which seemed to glow in light blue color, instead of green, yellow, orange or red. He wondered if something happened, but the icon was more of a box with three dots, which seemed to be a lot like a chat app on a phone.

Status calibration complete, requiring user input.

Concentrating on the message, Jack noticed that it didn't acknowledge the usual input, making him think that somehow he got a virus in the systems. Sighing, he tried to close the window as per usual, but it lacked the cross to do so.

“System Diagnostic.” Jack said looking at the lack of output from the armor, but at the same time the blue app disappeared, along with the blue window.

Establishing connection to SYSTEM...

Jack looked at yet another blue window in his field of vision. Whoever was in charge of programming his suit of armor was going to be in a lot of pain for pulling such a prank in combat situation. But at least they had decency of activating it after the battle, and not when such distractions would cost him dearly.

Welcome to the SYSTEM.

This is your status screen, where you can monitor your parameters, change privacy settings and distribute your unallocated points to where you see fit. STATUS window also contains messages and might contain a SYSTEM approved SHOP.

Sighing, He opted to shut down the armor in case it was a virus and perform a factory reset, even if it would limit his combat potential in the next encounter. All better than to have a virus roaming through the systems, potentially causing malfunctions during combat situations. But as he set the armor in standby mode and was going to exit it, he noticed that the blue windows weren't a part of the armor, instead, they seemed to be part of his visor, which might have been even worse, as he relied on said visor for the communication with most of the combat technologies, as well as having the universal translator installed in there.

“Sigh... really funny guys. Alright, you can turn off the simulation.” Jack said as he climbed out of his power armor, revealing his tight black suit he wore under the exoskeleton.

Creating Status Window... This may take a while.

“I said cut it out. And Central, if it's you, I am activating deadswitch on your toys if you don't get me out in the next five minutes.”

Special action(s) have been performed. You have gained titles:

Inquisitor, Hero.

Inquisitor

Being an Inquisitor has little to do with faith, but with principles. Nobody is safe from the wrath of Inquisitor, and no lies can shield one from the retribution.

Increases the experience gained through special actions. Faster aura development

Hero

Hero is the one who upholds their ideal regardless of the obstacles or the outcome.

Increases skill gain rate by 50%. Grants Soul affinity.

Menace

Proven to be capable of annihilating millions of creatures, Menace seeks power for the sake of power.

Increases combat skill gain by 100%. Grants ability.

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“Sigh. Fine, let's play some stupid MMORPG, but if I don't have extensive injuries, we are going to have a real long talk on how you don't prank your superior officer. Hate these pranks.”

Name set to: Jack

Surname: Delgado

“What about 'Do not use your real name in virtual reality', huh, Central?” Jack groaned. “Also, didn't I tell not to use that surname anymore?”

Race: Homunculus

Primary Bloodline: Human

“And here I expected you to set Clone instead. Well, whatever, assign me a magic class and get me through tutorial already. The faster I get to kill a few NPCs the better.”

Traits

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Stubborn

You are too stubborn to die for your own good. Enter critical state whenever your health drops below 5% instead of usual 15%

Tough

Your bones and flesh are denser, your blood is thicker, and your nerves are deadened. Your health is increased by 50%, while pain tolerance in increased by 10%

Esper

You are able to manipulate ambient mana, and utilize psychokinesis.

Abilities

Grimoire

Allows learning and storing spells. Spells learned through Grimoire boast higher efficiency rate comparing to the commonly taught spells.

Spells Learned through Grimoire can be altered during casting.

Soul Siphon

Consume part of the lingering soul energy, converting it to UP.

Can be used to drain target's life force on contact. Doesn't work against constructs.

Jack looked through the chat boxes containing the information and shrugged. He didn't have a book with him at all times and he wasn't actually religious, unlike the rest of his family, which weren't as religious as the usual Italian mafia. Not that they were Italians.

Skills

Blunt Weapons IV

Overall capability of using weapons for smashing purposes.

Piercing Weapons V

Overall capability of using weapons for piercing or stabbing purposes.

Bladed Weapons V

Overall capability of using weapons for cutting pruposes

Hand to Hand combat V

Overall capability of using own limbs in a fight. Limbs of other creatures do not count.

Throwing weapons V

Overall capability of using various weapons for throwing purposes.

Slings I

Overall capability of using slings and similar weaponry.

Archery II

Overall capability of using bows and similar weaponry.

Small arms V

Overall capability of using small arms weaponry, kinetic, energy or otherwise.

Heavy arms V

Overall capability of using heavy ranged weaponry, kinetic, energy or otherwise.

Piloting III

Overall capability of piloting various vehicles, be it terrestrial or space based.

Demolition III

Overall capability of planting and disarming explosives.

Evasion II

Overall capability of evading attacks.

Defensive Measures II

Overall capability of blocking or deflecting attacks.

First Aid IV

Overall ability to dress and suture wounds.

Sprint VII

Overall ability to move at rapid pace.

Cooking I

Overall ability in meal preparation.

Fishing I

Overall ability in obtaining aquatic lifeforms using various items.

Tinkering I

Overall ability in assembling and disassembling items.

Survival II

A combination of skills allowing one to survive in hostile environment.

Stealth III

A combination of skills allowing one to stay hidden, by minimizing the sound of actions or camouflaging oneself to blend in with surroundings.

Matter Manipulation I

Overall ability in manipulation of existing matter to create various items and turning one type of matter to another.

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New ability gained

Conversion

Convert items and materials to mana or System Credits. Conversion rate is 1:2 for mana, 1:10 for System Credits. Special items can be converted for full price in System Credits

Sighing dejectedly, Jack nodded and grabbed a nutriment pill from his belt, before gulping it down, with an annoyed look on his face. They had three times the nutritional value of the protein bars per serving, with all the necessary vitamins, microelements and other necessary, but with the flavor of raw beetles.

Name:

Jack

Delgado

Race:

Homunculus

Class:

None

Titles:

Inquisitor

UP: 10

SC: 1000

ST: 1

Level:

0/10

HP:

1'087/1'087

MP:

955/955

Traits

Stubborn, Tough, Esper

Abilities

Grimoire, Soul Siphon

Bloodlines

Primary: Human; Secondary: None; Tertiary: None;

Strength

Constitution

Vitality

Agility

Dexterity

Perception

Focus

Willpower

Attunement

Charisma

Psyche

Luck

Fire

Water

Earth

Air

Light

Darkness

Life

Death

Summoning

Time

Void

Space

Soul

Jack looked at the popped up character sheet and shrugged. He was long overdue for a vacation, and having said that, even if it was a 'survivalist' scenario, it was still better than following orders of some incompetent fool from Alliance. The democracy was good in concept, but having a leader change too often would wreck havoc on the long term goal, even if the new leader would adhere to the policy of the previous one. If not for China, the Alliance would be already disbanded and the greedy politicians were already tearing eachother apart for a specks of political power.

Maybe he would assassinate the Chamberlain at some point for some 'low' price, or just for the 'honor and glory', and maybe it would lead for more assassination contracts. He missed them, they were much more fun than commanding troops to clean up the mess of some pomporous fool, even if they paid way more than assassinations. But assassinations provided him with the enormous tips, as his targets pleaded to end their lives.

Shrugging at the thought, Jack moved onwards through the desert. If it was a survivalist simulation, he had to find an oasis, or another source of drinking water, before he got dehydrated. It would've been much easier time if his power armor, or as Central liked to call it, exo-suit, were to be one of the reconnaissance types, with their own moisture absorbers and recycler units. But saying that, having a 'proper' power armor was a better thing overall, as the reconnaissance types were known to be rather fragile, comparing to the assault types at least.

Sighing, Jack thought about closing the annoying character screen in front of his face, and much to his surprise, it no longer was obstructing his field of vision. With this, he finally found a way to remove the cluttered space, and stopped at the welcoming message.

Welcome to the SYSTEM.

“Shop, huh? So... this simulation has pay to win mechanics?” Jack asked checking the message. “I can close windows by thinking, then...” Jack thought about opening a shop screen, which immediately overwhelmed his senses and made it impossible to look through the categories. “These cretins can't even implement microtransactions.”

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