Sang’s patience was wearing thin. He wanted to halt the examination on Dante and focus on his other Inunu to see what skills they possessed. His mother, Bianca, sensing the tension, decided it was best to step outside and talk to his father, Galewae. It had been months since they last saw each other, and the reunion was long overdue.
Rose, ever the spoiled and pompous one, declared with a dramatic sigh, “I’m getting bored. Dante, let’s go shopping. I want to dress you up. You look like a naked, basic as fuck Inunu.” Her tone was dripping with entitlement, and she barely glanced at anyone else in the room.
Joyce, who had been quiet until now, finally spoke up. “Rose, do his kind even wear clothing?”
Rose rolled her eyes, clearly exasperated by the question. “Of course they do, Joyce. Haven’t you seen the Inunu beauty pageants? They wear the most exquisite outfits. And the actors on screen? They have wardrobes that would make you weep with envy. Sequined gowns, tailored suits, even themed costumes for different roles. It’s a whole industry.”
Sang, paying no attention to Rose’s rambling, brought out his Inunu, Doom. Doom was a Rione, a bipedal black wolf Inunu covered in bones. His fur was a deep, midnight black, contrasting sharply with the bleached white bones that adorned his body like armor. His eyes glowed a fierce red, and his claws were sharp and menacing. He stood at 4’2", with a length of 2’4", exuding an aura of raw power and intimidation.
Dr. Twice examined Doom and pulled up his stats from Sang’s adventurer ID:
Name: Doom
Level: 10
Typing: Chaotic Brawler
Gender: Male
Age: 2
Alignment: Neutral
Body-
Height: 4’2"
Length: 2’4"
Health: 30
Strength: 33
Dexterity: 28
Stamina: 27
Style: 12
Mind-
Mana: 12
Intelligence: 9
Charisma: 10
Luck: 3
Skills-
Assault
Raging Fist
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Dr. Twice noted that Doom had an ordinary growth rate. Sang, unimpressed, returned Doom and brought out his next Inunu, Null. Null was a Noxfera, a bipedal white bat. His fur was pure white, almost glowing, with large, membranous wings that shimmered in the light. His eyes were a piercing blue, and his fangs were sharp and gleaming. He stood at 2’8" with a length of 1’5", and his presence was both eerie and captivating.
Dr. Twice examined Null and pulled up his stats:
Name: Null
Level: 20
Typing: Hypnotizing Sound
Gender: Male
Age: 4
Alignment: Neutral
Body-
Height: 2’8"
Length: 1’5"
Health: 55
Strength: 39
Dexterity: 40
Stamina: 35
Style: 19
Mind-
Mana: 52
Intelligence: 49
Charisma: 25
Luck: 5
Skills-
Boomwave
Sweet Voice
Echo Location
Biting Attack
This one, too, had an ordinary growth rate, which Sang didn’t care about as he had more pressing matters. Finally, he brought out Joy, a Sunny. Joy was a yellow bunny with sparkling fur that seemed to catch the light and reflect it in a dazzling display. Her eyes were a bright, cheerful green, and her ears were long and floppy. She stood at 4’1" with a length of 1’0", and her presence was warm and comforting.
Dr. Twice examined Joy and pulled up her stats:
Name: Joy
Level: 4
Typing: Ordinary
Gender: Female
Age: 1
Alignment: Neutral
Body-
Height: 4’1"
Length: 1’0"
Health: 20
Strength: 15
Dexterity: 20
Stamina: 14
Style: 10
Mind-
Mana: 12
Intelligence: 14
Charisma: 20
Luck: 30
Skills-
Soothingwave
Sweet Voice
Dr. Twice finally told Sang that Joy had an extraordinary growth rate, focusing on luck above all other stats. This revelation piqued Sang’s interest, and he couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of excitement for what Joy’s future might hold.
“Luck, you say?” Sang asked, his curiosity evident.
“Yes,” Dr. Twice confirmed, adjusting her glasses. “Luck is a fascinating and often underestimated attribute. Luck can be the difference between success and failure. It can influence critical hits, dodge rates, and even the likelihood of finding rare items or encountering unique events.”
Sang nodded, understanding the potential implications. “So, Joy could potentially turn the tide in unpredictable situations?”
“Exactly,” Dr. Twice replied. “In battles, a high luck stat can mean more frequent critical hits, which can deal significant damage to opponents. Outside of combat, it can increase the chances of finding valuable resources or avoiding traps. Essentially, Joy’s luck could make her a game-changer in both direct confrontations and exploratory missions.”
Bianca, who had returned with Galewae, overheard the conversation and chimed in. “It sounds like Joy could be a real asset, Sang. Sometimes, a bit of luck is all you need to turn a dire situation around.”
Galewae, ever the stern figure, added, “Luck might help you with your duties with Rose. Remember, it’s not just about brute strength, fortune favors the prepared.”
Rose, who had been sulking in the corner, perked up at the mention of luck. “I only have eyes for Morning,” she said with a smirk. “But maybe Joy can help me find the perfect outfit next time I go shopping.”
Joyce, as usual, remained quiet, observing the conversation with her usual calm demeanor.
Dr. Twice smiled, pleased. “There was an Inunu named Seraph, a fox-like creature with a high luck stat. During one of its adventures, Seraph stumbled upon a hidden treasure trove that had eluded countless adventurers for years. Another Inunu, a cat-like creature named Whiskers, managed to dodge a series of deadly traps in an ancient ruin, all thanks to its exceptional luck. These instances show that luck can lead to extraordinary outcomes that skill alone might not achieve.”