The star is coming. It will finally end this wretched world…
Arthur stood in his castle’s terrace observing the night sky in all its olden glory.
Of all that you, oh dear membrane of infinity that surrounds this world, have seen on this petty rock of a planet, today… yes, today you will see the birth of a god!
For but a moment he brought his eyes down to the forest that surrounded his abode, and of course the thing beyond it, what humanity called civilization – but a kilometer away. Street and car lights shining in the distance much like the stars above, only their tale was young and young it would die. Turning around the man’s black mantle swung with the gentle flower scented breeze as he walked in the castle’s innards. He moved with a graceful upright posture, his bright blue eyes watched straight on and only on straight, yet his steps were of the rushed variety. Well, only if one were to compare them to their usual pacing.
Having moved to the stairway Arthur soon found himself in the hallway, only, it had been somewhat… modified. A black circle was drawn on the stone floor, and a total of six bodies laid at an even distance between each other in line with the center of the circle. The bodies had yet to grow cold and stiff as corpses would after a day of being corpses. Arthur sighed and looked to his side, where a bucket full of black liquid stood along with a wide brush. Seeing the whole scene the man sighed.
“Oh my servants… the knowledge of the impending end made me just end things quicker, that was all… Thank you for your service, and your sacrifice!”
Arthur yelled with gleeful eyes as he grabbed ahold of the bucket and began drawing patterns next to one of the bodies, then he took another bucket, and drew under another, and so on. Until finally he stood in the middle of it all, with six buckets standing around him in a circle. Now, he began his song.
“Oh spirit of old, you have foretold, with your voice and call, oh greatest of all… Of the impending end, but I will not bend, not my head, nor my knees, oh god of f0leas, this world I will maim! I sacrifice it in your name!”
He didn’t hear it but it was at that moment that the atmosphere shook, and he didn’t see it but it was at that moment when a star appeared in the sky, rather, a meteorite the size of a state was falling from the sky. And it was heading towards an olden castle some billionaire had made his home.
Crash… And so the world ended. But Arthur’s life… had just begun!
Did it work…? I’m conscious… Well it was worth a shot… Something seems to have worked… I don’t even see black, surreal… surreal. Hah, let me try something.
Let there be light!
Nothing.
Ok. I guess I’ll wait it out.
Time passed and soon darkness returned to him, slowly so did sensation. And soon he even had hands he could use. Touching his body he realized something. He was a fetus.
I see… So I’m not a god just yet huh? I did a ritual where I took the energy of a whole meteorite destroying the world! And all I got was to keep my memories after I’d reincarnated? Bah… Wait… The world was destroyed!
Where am I!? What’s my status!?
Hp: 20
Mp: 420(2.3 mp/min)
Status
Unborn
Strength
3(1+2)
Skills:
Name
/(Arthur Collins)
Constitution
2(1+1)
Unarmed combat III
Level
1
Dexterity
20(2+18)
Blade proficiency II
Race
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Human
Intelligence
42(29+13)
Marksmanship III
Titles
The Merciless
Wisdom
23(20+3)
Mathematics IV
Innate Abilities
Blood Sorcery
Charisma
51(25+26)
…
WHAT!?
Incredulous, Arthur observed the window that had appeared in front of him. Then he began to study it closer, inside were displayed stats of different aspects of his physique and mind along with skills he’d developed during his life, well, his past life. The one point which piqued his interest though, was what was listed as an innate ability, blood sorcery. He’d studied dark arts in the past, he’d found ways to manipulate his surroundings through ritual and sacrifice, but this was not something he’d had innately. Now… Seeing as he had nothing to do, he accepted the screen as a boon from the sacrifice he’d performed and went on to ponder.
It seems I am still human… but with a twist. Now, seeing as I am inside of a womb there is not much to do, but I can explore my status some more. Focusing on the three dots under [Mathematics IV] Arthur’s status screen disappeared and was replaced by a tab of only skills he possessed, and he had many.
Skills:
Field work I(Str+1)
Unarmed combat III (Dex+6)
Construction I (Str+1)
Cooking III(Dex+3)
Blade proficiency II(Dex+3)
Blood Absorb I(Con+1)
Speed Reading II(int+3)
Marksmanship III(Dex+6)
Persuasion V(Cha+15)
Trading IV(Cha+10)
Mathematics IV(INT+10)
Animal Handling I(Cha+1)
Ritual Magic II(Wis+3)
Ah… Interesting… Blood absorb?
Ugh… sort skills by stat modifier?
Skills:
Field work I(Str+1)
Cooking III(Dex+3)
Persuasion V(Cha+15)
Construction I (Str+1)
Blade proficiency II(Dex+3)
Trading IV(Cha+10)
Blood Absorb I(Con+1)
Mathematics IV(INT+10)
Animal Handling I(Cha+1)
Unarmed combat III (Dex+6)
Speed Reading II(int+3)
Marksmanship III(Dex+6)
Ritual Magic II(Wis+3)
I see, so nothing else of interest… so hey, how do I use Blood Absorb? No answer… so did I get blood sorcerer because of the sacrifices I made or is it because I activated the status before Blood Absorb would be discarded… That means I’ll be losing it if I don’t act. But this woman that I’m in may die as a result… Hm, I seem to be developed enough to avoid dying myself…
Focusing on his mind Arthur searched for an instinct within him, a feeling, a connection, and after some time of searching he found it in a strange location, well, initially strange.
Of course! It’s not some instinct or anything, it’s literally my connection through the umbilical cord…
And so with a newfound sense of what was needed to be done Arthur focused on the chord finding that he can manipulate the extent of blood and nutrients that enter him through the chord, increasing the amount he was filled with energy and vigor. But he made sure to stop after what he felt were a few minutes. Like this every night, when he felt the space he was in to be a dimmer black as opposed to a redder one, he’d use the skill for a few minutes. Until one day.
< [Blood Absorb] has gained a level, constitution brought up by two points>
Success!
Like that Arthur had solved the issue of losing his status as a blood sorcerer upon birth. Pondering whether or not he should continue with his use of [Blood Absorb] on his mother he internally sighed and decided that he’d still need someone to breastfeed him upon his birth so he threw that idea away. Instead he opted to sleep, and that he did.
After what he assumed was a month Arthur began feeling a pressure on his head.
It’s happening! LIGHT!
< [Blood Absorb reduced by I level, constitution dropped by two points>
And light there was indeed. Although a little blurry and blue tinted he watched the world as he intentionally cried his lungs out. He saw a shaken black skinned man on his side as well as a sickly looking woman of the same color looking at him with deep loving eyes before closing them with a weak breath. He was held by an old woman and he finally realized something, these people were far from advanced… He wasn’t even born on a hospital bed, he was in a dirt hut!
But whatever the case he kept on crying before the midwife handed the baby to who he assumed was his now father. The man said some unintelligible words as he held Arthur in the air, the last word he heard sounded something like Athak, and when that happened Arthur gained a notification.
Ok.
After he’d been handed back to the midwife he gained another notification.
The man rushed to his wife and checked on her pulse a mournful scream soon filling the hut. And all that Arthur… no… Athak was thinking was…
This is going to be interesting…