Mila
“How do you know so much already?” Mila felt the situation odd. Aalam had always been more knowledgeable than her about how the universe worked, but information gathering from unknown sources was not his strength, so, while she could see his knowledge allowing him to gain an advantage in however exactly Laws worked, likely the cause of his soul continuing to flash in odd colors, it didn’t make sense he would know more about her abilities than she did unless someone told him.
“I’m a hero.” Aalam frowned at her in a way she recognized meant he was not at all happy. “And time with the puppet passed at a greatly accelerated rate.”
Translation, he’d received a boon with a lot of information, likely from the Yin Yang Sage, and he’d had a lot of time to go over it.
He didn’t seem to want to talk anymore, however, which Mila found reasonable given the circumstances, so she just accepted his invitation to join his team and then they both waited in silence as nothing happened. The blue glow emanating out from Aalam soon faded, replaced by red, then brown, and then an iron-color, and a bit later his skin glowed purple, then white, and then black.
More and more people were noticing, but he wouldn’t explain, and Mila was able to manipulate them into giving him space. Finally, after a half hour of him not glowing at all, about three hours since they’d all appeared in the room, he glowed silver, and only then did Mila get another System notification.
You have the second highest Luck of everyone in the Nightmare difficulty challenge, Nightmare Royale.
You are already part of a team and cannot choose another.
You may choose one skill and one artifact from the following lists as a pre-challenge reward.
The skill can be learned immediately or granted as a skill orb and secretly placed in your pocket.
The artifact will appear on your person, secretly in one of your pockets if small enough.
You have two minutes to choose.
Mila didn’t even bother looking at the lists of skills and artifacts as she could already tell they were quite long, and it wasn’t like she’d understand what any of the choices were. Instead, she was more concerned with the implications of the System messages than their content anyway.
Aalam had a higher Luck than her—that much was obvious—and he’d seen the System messages about the challenge three hours before and done nothing, making it likely he had a much longer time limit than two minutes. In fact, his delay likely led to her having less time, and probably everyone after her as well, which was good planning, albeit a bit scary coming from him.
“Get the rare skill orb for Rapid Thoughts for me, and I’ll help guide you to a Legendary skill of your choice. For the artifact, the Shield of Twelve Elements will help us survive this challenge. You won’t be able to use it, but, seeing as I would use it to protect your life, I don’t see a need to offer you anything else.”
Aalam was holding a small piece of parchment with a rough symbol etched into it in his hand, a symbol which Omniglot Reader helped her understand meant ‘gust’, and, as she looked at him, he began to glow yellow, the twelfth color she’d seen from him.
The parchment was almost certainly the artifact he’d chosen, and something about it was making her sense of danger, trained over years of spy work, scream.
Without any fuss, Mila selected the skill and artifact he’d asked for and a light weight appeared in the right pocket of the unfashionable gray sweatpants she was wearing, likely the skill orb, while an odd hoop appeared in her hands. It was made of twelve different materials, all threaded together, most seeming like different types of colored crystals, but there was what looked to be a vine and a metallic wire as well.
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More important, however, as she held it, another System notification popped up in front of her eyes.
Shield of Twelve Elements (G-Rare)
A theoretical experiment made by craftsman Az Hendriar in his youth from materials strong enough to make three to four E rank Epic artifacts. Due to its design, it has a self-contained mana cycle and a powerful effect—able to create a 2.5 meter diameter sphere of adjustable impermeability, unbreakable by anyone below E rank—but it requires a single source of mana influenced by at least a Law Egg from one of each of the major elements to activate.
Effects: Sphere of protection (Up to two hours of cumulative uptime every day)
Requirements: At least one Law Egg from each of the 12 elements—Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Lightning, Metal, Light, Dark, Life, Death, Space, and Time
As she handed the hoop to Aalam, Mila realized two things. One, with just one assistant, Aalam was in no danger during this challenge, so it was a very good thing she was said assistant. Two, having twelve of whatever Law Eggs were, from all 12 elements, was very rare, yet Aalam had achieved such a feat in just over three hours.
Seeing the hoop, people came over, but Aalam then activated it, causing it to expand out and transform, and the two of them were surrounded by a sphere of energy, extending through both the air and the floor. It wasn’t visible, at least from the inside, and it didn’t block air flow, yet it did block sound and Mila was pretty sure those outside couldn’t see in, given the movements of everyone else in the room.
“Could you give me the skill orb?”
Aalam held out his hand and Mila reached into her pocket and took out a small 3 cm diameter sphere, which looked like a translucent pink-purple crystal, causing another System notification to appear in front of her eyes.
Rapid Thoughts (G-Rare) Psychic, Passive, Enhancement
Quickness of thought is quickness of action.
Effects: Learn the skill Rapid Thoughts (G-Rare)
Requirements: Free skill slot, able to learn passive psychic enhancement skills
She then handed it to Aalam and it disappeared, fading away as if to nothingness as he learned the skill.
“What type of Legendary skill do you want?” Aalam didn’t look at her, instead looking up at the flaming sigil above them, but Mila didn’t read too much into his actions. It could be he was angry with her, which was likely, but it could also be he was studying the magical effect, which was even more so. Mila’s guess was a mix of both.
“What types of choices do I have? I know next to nothing about skills, Aalam.”
Aalam looked at her for a second, as if trying to decide if she was real or not, and then looked back at the sigil. “You’ve read litrpg stories and played video games before, while we both know you’re not stupid. You’ve already picked up on a few of the rules, so I’ll just give you the limitations. Humans can usually only have one class, and that class will only allow a certain number of skills, the vast majority allowing for six. The three skills you have before advancing will also greatly affect your class choices, and at G rank the max possible grade for skills is Legendary.
“What do you want to be, Mila? Once you decide, it’s just a matter of hard work.”
Mila thought about it for a bit as the others in the challenge started getting their artifacts, everyone with the same Luck value seemingly getting the System messages at the same time. She knew what she was good at, social manipulation, information gathering, quietly killing, and it was likely all these skills would be useful in the new world they found themselves in.
If they were going to be reborn as monsters, Mila would excel most as one based around stealth, maybe seduction.
This was if she was on her own, however, and she didn’t like the idea of leaving Aalam by himself. Sure, he seemed like he had everything in hand, but, had she not been there, he would have been crowded and accosted, not given the time and quiet to gain all those Law Eggs, and, knowing him as well as she did, he wouldn’t have gotten a trustworthy assistant from the crowd.
“How about a skill to enhance the artifacts I use?”
Aalam looked at her again, appearing to think for a second, and then he nodded. “Alright.”
She’d seen that look before. She wasn’t sure how much information Aalam had, but he’d just analyzed her choice and approved of her decision, in a game build sense at least.
One of the first things she’d done to secure his affections at the start of their relationship was to drag him into playing a tabletop RPG campaign she game mastered, and, as was typical for him, he couldn’t help himself but to try and optimize. It had taken her a month to get him into the habit of only telling her the optimizations of others’ characters rather than the other players themselves, and she still knew the looks he’d make upon approval or disapproval of a build.
More important, however, she knew the types of powers Aalam gravitated towards. No matter what game he played, if there was a way for him to reach max power as a crafter, he would, and that wouldn’t change if the world started operating like a litrpg.
The Nightmare Royale is now starting.
You have one hour to kill each other until only one team is left.
If more than one team is living after the hour, everyone dies.
The System message appeared in front of her eyes and, from what she could see from the panic happening outside their protection, it appeared in front of the eyes of everyone else as well.
The panic didn’t last long, however.
Aalam held out the parchment artifact he’d received and gusts of wind emanated out from him, right through their sphere of protection and traveling all throughout the room. Then something in the wind changed and everyone outside the sphere fell apart, literally. Blades of wind cut their fellow humans into ribbons of bone and flesh, while Aalam looked on dispassionately, smiling slightly with a look of pride on his face, appearing like he didn’t care about the hundreds of people he’d just killed at all.