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Status:
Name: Jack
Class: Unspecified.
Level: 103
HP 100/100
Mana: 65/65
Stat points: 0
Strength: 26
Agility: 26
Luck: 0
Charisma: 17
Stamina: 20
Intelligence:13 (cloak +1)
Perception:12
Perks: None currently. Purchase available.
Exp needed for level up. 15/520
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Jack looked entirely new. His brown eyes felt vicious and snake-like. He’d grown a few inches. His abs were on par with the abs of greek gods. Bodybuilders drooled over his legs and chest.
He had forgotten to not invest all his points at once and suffered because of it. He invested all his points and felt a ticklish sensation build up. It continued increasing until the pleasure became so severe that it turned into a violent pain. He passed out, his head toppled into a small pool of water, small bubbles bursting in his skin.
He woke up and found himself chained in a metal cage, beside him there were two other hopeless men. Their dead eyes glanced at him. Jack pulled apart his hands until the chains restricting him broke. He grabbed and bent two of the iron bars holding him. He went through the hole and began walking back to the city.
There was a guard watching the entire scene unfold. His jaw hung low in disbelief, and his mind was shocked in amazement. When Jack glanced at him, his legs buckled and he fell down on fours. The pressure Jack vibrated forced his head down.
As Jack walked back to the capital, he pondered over how he’d gain coins. He didn’t have a solid strategy and he couldn’t accept quests unless he left his guild. He asked the system:
“System can I leave my guild?”
“No, you cannot leave the guild you created, this was why I said for you not t...”
“Shut up already.”
“Argh!” The system cried in frustration
Jack walked past the entire line of merchants and entered the capital undisturbed, the guards didn’t bat an eye towards him. His deafening aura did all the talking for him. His new-found aura was a consequence of aura slice reaching 1000. He could practically snipe people with it.
He climbed the first ladder he saw to go further up the capital. Jack found the second floor similarly dark and gloomy to the first. However, the third floor was anything but similar. People marched all over the intricate roads and stable bridges. The ladders that ascended to further floors looked more like stairs. Jack wondered how older folk got up here, suddenly, a blinding light appeared in front of him. It turned into an old man.
Teleportation, no wonder that thief got to the capital before he did. Jack would have to look deeper into that system. Currently, his main priority was to earn money.
In the distance, he saw an acquainted face. He saw Ody. He quickly marched his way over to him. Just before he was about to greet him, he heard Ody getting rejected by a group. They told him they didn’t need a rogue in their group.
“What’s happening Ody?”
“Hey Jack. Nobody seems to value rogues here. It’s insane.”
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“Ahh. Idiots. Do you want to join me?.” Jack said and noticed that Ody had a tattoo on his palm.
Everybody was subconsciously making space for Jack and Ody. A circle had arisen around them. An average person looking into Jack’s eyes felt the same sensation they’d feel walking alone in a dark space. Ody didn’t have that issue, he’d gotten used to being in his fathers presence from an early age.
“Sure. What other choice do I have?” Ody audibly remarked.
“Okay. Go in there and grab the best paying quest possible.”
“Why can’t you go in there?”
“I’m not in the adventure guild.” His arms appeared out from under his robe, he showed Ody his palm.
“What the fuck is that?” Ody said.
“It’s my guild. Anyway, who cares. Go get me a high paying quest. The best paying. We’ll split 50/50”
“Hmm… Okay.”
Ody had agreed to Jack without questioning his ability because his mind never got the que to question his ability. Since Jack radiated the same feeling that his father gave him, he felt a sense of trust in what Jack said. In a short moment, Ody came back from the adventure guild, he held a paper.
“There’s a horde of goblins marching towards a village close here. The reward is 30 gold.”
“Perfect.” Jack said.
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“How the fuck are you so storng?” Ody asked.
“Umm. Hard work and dedication?” Jack chuckled.” Go and redeem our reward now.” Jack nonchalantly said.
Ody came out holding a bag filled with coins, he jolted the bag making the coins clang, he had a happy smile. Suddenly, quick as a flash, a cloaked man grabbed the pouch and sprinted away. The cloaked man activated a skill that made him nearly transparent. But, due to Jack's increased perception, he saw him clear as day.
Jack chased after the cloaked man. He didn’t make any process; they were evenly matched in speed. Jack swiped his hand and an aura slice flew forward, aimed at the rogue's legs, at a devastating speed. When it was about to connect, a shadowy figure emerged and eclipsed his leg. The aure slice flew through the rogue without touching him.
The rogue jumped from bridge to bridge, not losing an ounce of speed, and glanced backwards, always finding Jack on his tail. The rogue quickly tuned corners in alleyways, jumped through holes in the buildings of merchants, jumped through holes taking them to the second level. Nothing he did lost Jack.
Suddenly, the rogue entered a dilapidated building and as usual Jack followed after. He ran down a hallway, his steps echoing loud over the creaking planks, the rogue jerked into a door smashing it open. Jack quickly entered the room and the sight waiting for him shocked him.
A naked woman with blood poured all over her lay spread down in the middle of a chalked pentagon. Small wax candles stood on each one of the corners, beside the candles cloaked figures chanted. At the back of the room, a red skinned man with horns ritualistically danced. A demon.
“He chased me:” The rogue shouted and everyone in the room, including the girl, jerked their sight towards Jack. Everyone quickly grabbed one of the many swords spread out over the room.
The demon smirked and spoke up.
“Well, you got here but what are you going to do now?”
It took less than ten seconds for Jack to beat the shit out of everyone in the room.
Everyone except the girl, because Jack thought she was some sort of victim but in return the girl got incredibly pissed off. Apparently, she wanted blood poured over her with five cloaked people around her.
“Good deeds never go unpunished,” Jack quietly recited to himself.
“It’s my demon race change ceremony you dickhead.” She said.
Jack threw out a hook at her, knocking her out cold.
“Who’s making the rituals here?” He asked and the demon's hand popped up.
Jack had a brilliant idea.
“Can you open a rift that summons demons?”
“Yes?” The man answered confused.
“Perfect.”
Jack would create his own automatic demon farm. He could imagine all the Xp he would gain. He grabbed the demon and lifted him up with one hand. He put him over his shoulder, they would head out to the forest.
He also took back the bag with 30 gold coins. He’d give Ody his share later, for now he opened the shop.
Due to him not picking a class he could still use skills from all different classes. The big disadvantage to doing this was that classes could perform their own skills better, for example, a fire mage could have 50% more damage on fire spells.
The broken side to this, was that he could create the nastiest combination of skills. He looked through the store, searching for skills that would do what he hoped. He found three spells and one item. The total came up to precisely 30 gold.
“Class: Necromancer: Elite Enchantment Spell. (60 seconds.) Whenever you gain a condition, all foes in the area gain that same condition. Cost: 10 mana”
“Class: Druid: Poison immunity ~ Immunity to all poisons(60 seconds). Cost: 10 mana”
“Class: Elementalist: Meditation ~ gain 20 mana each minute sat meditating. No cost.
“Item: Hydra poison”
With this he was ready to create his own demon farm.