Okay. So i had a status window, and since i can't really do much, I guess I'll just play around with it.
[lets see here...]
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Name : Begonia Featherdasher (Shaila)
Species : Female Treetop Elf (newborn)
Age : 1 week (7.3 days)
Stats : health-2 strength-0.1 stamina-0
magical potential-6/10 defense-0
soul strength-11/10 namol affinity-0.8/1
Effects : returner's fever, muscle weakness
Skils : [whine] [cry] [charm] [inspect] [magic bottle]
Titles : [Returner], [Hero]
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[okay, my stamina and defense are ZERO and my skills look useless! That's not fair! I'm a.... right... I'm a baby. *sigh* but my strength is a little better. Oooh! My magical potential is six out of ten, I think that's better than nothing. What is soul strength?] I imagined myself touching soul strength and then the system rippled and I saw it change to explain what soul strength was.
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[Soul Strength] (Special stat)
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The ability to summon souls and spirits and control them, (not like a necromancer, as only you can see them) usually it is used for guidance and enlightenment. this ability is very useful and most people can't even use it, (most people have 0/10)
Hint : try summoning Leafsage Featherdasher and ask him about the chickenhawk to understand your last name
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[what the.. i guess I'm a necromance- er.. i mean spirit summoner? Anyway, whats this? A hint? Ask him about a chickenhawk?? What even is a chickenhawk?] i pondered that for a moment. Then i realized that a little child was still there staring at me and then where he thought i was staring at. I gave him a quizzical look to the best of my ability. I have been working really hard on my facial muscles and moving my arms and legs and head and basically everything that I needed to function by myself. Unfortunately I still was unable to get up, much less crawl... but so far I have been focusing more on trying to move my legs from the knee down. {this is embarrassing to look back on, but i was really really proud of myself for this} I was also able to wave my arms around, definitely not with precision, but mostly all of my movements have little to no precision. Anyway, back to the system. [I think I want to figure out what namol affinity is, or maybe my title? Bah I'll pic- 」 My mother came in and took me. I came back to looking at the screen after being changed, fed and practicing moving again. Mostly my arms this time.
(but I practiced with more vigor than usual!)
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Name : Begonia Featherdasher (Shaila)
Species : Female Treetop Elf (newborn)
Age : 1 week (7.3 days)
Stats : health-2.1 strength-0.3 stamina-0.2
magical potential-6/10 defense-0
soul strength-11/10 namol affinity-0.9/1
Skils : [whine] [cry] [charm] [inspect] [magic bottle]
Titles : [Returner] [Hero]
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Ooooh my strength is different! Okay now im going to look at whatever namol affinity is. Im reeeally curious about this one!
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Namol Affinity (Deity connection)
Namol, the deity of Rebirth, took an interest in you and your intellect, as well as your good deeds. So as a reward it gifted you with █ rebirths as well as me! The System! My actual name is █ █ █ █.. that got censored too? Aww, oh well. ____________________________________
The system is alive? Okay, maybe more like sentient.? That's interesting but the amount of rebirths? I am going to be reborn after this too? I don't even know how many times I have to be a baby? Wait it just said rebirth, would i not always be a baby? Well I guess I can't focus on that because I'm in the middle of a rebirth right now... but I can't do much of anything else anyway so I may as well. Say i only get 2 rebirths, this one and the next one, then it'll be over soon, but do i want it to be over? What do i want? I use my hand to scratch my tiny chest and neck, something inside me felt odd.