"Finally got the requirement, time to get this and see how it goes."

[Ding: spent 25xp tough skin skill added]

[skill: tough skin-protected against small insect bites]

"The hell does small insect bites do for me?"

[Race: Human]

[Str. 3]

[agl. 3]

[Vit. 5.1]

[int. 5]

[xp: 0]

[skills: tough skin ]

"Oh! My Vit. went up, so it's not completely useless." 'According to many novels and games the stronger the creature the more xp I should get, so i should try to kill anything i can.'

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The area Malorn lives in is relatively safe as many soldiers and powered people commonly come through. Although many supers come to poke fun at the less fortunate, usually young adult supers. The government still exists, but the world has become a world of might makes right.

'Wait a sec, I remember a racial part of the status, can I become inhuman?'

[Host can indeed become inhuman, but choice is permanent]

'Hmmm, time to start testing prices and thinking of the best route'

'demigod'

[1 Nonillion]

'cross that off, ghost'

[1xp and loss of system]

'big fat nope, undead'

[basic tier undead(can evolve) 2000xp]

'I can become an undead eh, perfect'

Malorn, as a gamer tends to play RPGs and loves playing as a necromancer, especially if it's a lich or similar undead.

'The only problem is how to get it' At that moment....

Bark Bark Bark Bark Bark Bark

"Will that fucking dog ever SHUT UP!? It's bad enough it sometimes attacks people." At that moment Malorn had a brilliant idea.

"Hehehehe, I'll solve both issues and remove a local menace. Only issue is making sure Bill doesn't know it was me." Bill, his neighbor is a powered person, albeit a weak one. His power is sensing malice directed at himself and will even know from which direction.

'Time to plan and hunt more bugs and spiders for xp too.'