Only when Leri started to get all clingy, did Atlas realize the mistake he had just made. He wanted to keep a distance from her but he had panicked and raised a flag instead. He needed to get out of that mess, and fast, so he told Leri that he needed to finish making the furniture of the workshop, and that if she had free time, she could either go hunting or look around the temple and see if there was something else which needed to be created. She did as told and started to look around.
Atlas sighted in relief and went to the room he had chosen to make the workshop in. After he got to the room, he closed the door and locked it, then he was finally able to relax. He had previously made a stupid mistake, he feared being all alone in this new world, so he quickly accepted Leri’s company and even her proposal, but the reality of the situation was that he had never been in a romantic relationship before, and he was at a loss of what to do… in many aspects.
He decided to keep a distance from her until he figured out what to do, and after he was done creating all the furniture and tools for the workshop, he added a single bed, that way he’d be able to sleep at the workshop with the excuse of having been working late into the night. Finally, he added a mirror next to the bed, and he was shocked at his own reflection. He now understood why the bastard trio didn’t recognize him when he appeared before them, his appearance had changed too much. His pupils had turned golden and his hair silver, he now had a slender yet davidean figure, and his facial features were what by the feminine standards on Earth could be considered “perfect”.
When he recovered from his surprise, Atlas gave some thought to what the plans for the following days would be, obviously, he wanted to get out and explore, but the knowledge of Nirvatarus that he had was really outdated, and Atlas highly feared that aside from the fauna and flora, any other knowledge about the world would probably have changed in the many millennia that Atlantis had been on Earth. The same went for Leri, she had been in stasis a similar amount of time, so she wasn’t of any help in that matter.
Fully realizing that this lack of knowledge would prove fatal if they set out on exploring, like they both wanted to, Atlas decided he’d go do some reconnaissance on his own and went to tell Leri about his new plans. Leri didn’t want him to go without her, but he couldn’t risk it. If the situation got serious and they had to escape, he was confident on his skills to take care of himself, but that wasn’t the case if he had to take care of someone else too, for he still hadn’t fully adapted to his new body and divine powers. Besides he didn’t want to blindly get her into a dangerous situation, and without properly understanding the capabilities of the potential enemies or threats.
Leri still wanted to accompany him even after being told about the dangers of doing so, and Atlas didn’t know what to do about her. Then, after much thinking, he had a rare moment of clarity and went to an empty room. There, he opened his inventory and took out everything he had recovered from the sealed tunnels of the old temple. After piling everything, he asked Leri to make a list of every item in the room, classified by type, usefulness and magic attribute. Atlas new that the task he had just given to her would take her several weeks, if not months, to complete.
That was exactly Atlas’ plan: to keep her occupied while he did the necessary reconnaissance. Given Leri’s personality, despite knowing his reasons to give her the task, she accepted it anyway and stopped nagging him. She knew he was doing it for her sake, and she wanted to be useful for him in any way possible, so if doing this task helped him, she wouldn’t hesitate to do it.
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A hooded man appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the forest next to the city of Letzne. The man went to the limit of the forest and stopped behind the last line of trees, after looking at the walls of the city, he turned back and returned to the middle of the forest.
When he stopped walking, Atlas cursed in his mind:*Fuck! I feared it’d be like this! That was supposed to be the little village of Letisna, not a city! Damn it!*. Although Atlas had expected to find some differences between the knowledge he had inherited from Atlantis and how things really were, actually seeing it for himself was a shock for him. It meant he’d really have to learn everything from scratch, and he didn’t want to lose that much time, but he realized he had no choice.
He had discovered a hidden function of his “status menu” the day before. Actually, it had been by accident, he stumbled while going downstairs and checking his status, because of it, he had pressed an icon he hadn’t seen in the menu. It had been there the whole time, but he thought it was just a decoration, not an actual icon. When he pressed the icon, what appeared before him was the “external display menu”. As its name implies, this new menu allowed Atlas to choose what information would be shown when he was checked by someone with an “analyze” skill, or when making an identity card. He could even store several sets of information and switch between then when needed. Atlas opened the “status menu”:
*Ding*
Status WindowNameAtlas HerionAge17RaceHigh GodLevel???GenderMaleHealth???Health Regen.??? / SecMana???Mana Regen.??? /SecMagic
* “ALL (lv. MAX)”
Attribute affinityFire, Water, Wind, Earth, Space-time, Light, Darkness, Non-attributeSkills
* “ ALL (lv. MAX)”
* “ Otherworldly Martial Arts (lv. MAX)”
After confirming his own status, he decided the status of his first persona: an adventurer.
*Ding*
Status WindowNameMyrddynAge17RaceHumanLevel3GenderMaleHealth500/500Health Regen.0.09 / SecMana1 391Mana Regen.0.09 /SecMagic
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* “Fire Magic (lv. 2)”,
* “Light Magic (lv. 2)”,
* “Wind Magic (lv. 2)”,
* “Earth Magic (lv. 2)”,
Attribute affinityFire, Water, Wind, Earth, Space-time, Light, Darkness, Non-attributeSkills
* “Fencing (lv. 2)”
* “Hand-to-hand combat (lv. 2)”
* “Analyze (lv. 2)”
He thought this was quite weak for a person of Nirvatarus, but he decided to play it safe. By appearing weak, if needed, he could always change his status to be more OP. But being too OP since the beginning would only call for trouble, so he decided to investigate first what the normal levels were, and then change his status accordingly. Before proceeding to go to the city, in addition to the change in his status, he also changed his appearance.
He turned his hair black, and then changed the color of his eyes from gold to silver. He didn’t know whether silver eyes were common or not in Nirvatarus, but even if they brought attention to him, it’d be better than having golden eyes, which were proof of carrying divine blood (be it gods, demigods, or in some isolated cases, even quarters).
When Atlas approached the gates of the city, he made another discovery: thanks to him being a god, after hearing some people talking, he was able to immediately understand and adopt their language. If that applied only to the language of that region, or to any other existent language in Nirvatarus, he didn’t know, but he hoped that would actually be the case.
While he was waiting for his turn to enter, Atlas checked the levels of the guards. Their levels ranged from 12 to 18, and the villagers who were waiting for their turn before Atlas were all above level 4. He realized that his level was indeed too low, but he decided to wait until he had entered the city and investigated some more before changing it.
Atlas was getting tired of waiting, but he had no choice but to enter the city through its gates. Of course, he could just have teleported into the city, but, given that, in Nirvatarus, there were only three ways to teleport into a city protected by an anti-teleportation magic, that would have drawn way too much attention.
Those three ways were: Using the teleportation circle in the temple of one of the gods, which allowed the teleportation between temples of the same deity. Being a god (or a demigod capable of performing the divine teleportation magic). Or using an ancient artifact with that feature. And, in Nirvatarus, virtually all cities had anti-teleportation barriers.
Finally, when Atlas’ patience was reaching its limit, it came his turn. The guards asked him to bring out his identification, but seeing that he couldn’t produce one, they didn’t let him pass. This situation reminded him of the manga and light novels he had read in the past, and came up with an excuse that probably would fool the guards: he had come from the countryside to register in the Adventurers Guild (while he was waiting in the queue, he had heard some villagers talk about the Adventurers Guild, so he was certain of its existence in the current time), but on his way he was assaulted by some bandits, and the only things they hadn’t taken were the clothes he was wearing at that moment.
The guards took pity on him, and let him pass on the condition that he registered at the guild right away and showed them the guild card before the change of shift, otherwise he’d be branded as a criminal and chased down as one.
Adventurers were exempt of the entry tax, so Atlas needed to get that card as soon as possible. He didn’t lose any time and went directly to the Adventurers Guild. When he got there, he was pleasantly surprised to see that the building of the guild looked like if it had been directly taken out from an anime or manga.
Certainly, this RPG based fantasy world could be said to be Atlas’ dreams made true, even the building structures were to his liking, nonetheless, he couldn’t be careless with his actions, for they could go against the current common sense and make him a person of interest for some group or organization, which would be troublesome for his plans. He stopped divagating and entered the Adventurers Guild.
In the guild, he finally got to see what he wanted, elves and beastmen, but what he didn’t expect was finding out that most of them were the human adventurers’ slaves. There were very few elves and beastmen, actually 3 and 2, who weren’t wearing a slavery collar, and after using “analyze” on them, Atlas understood why: they were adventurers of rank B or above, with levels over 100.
He was a little taken aback because of the slavery of those races, but he dissimulated, and went straight to the counter to make his registration. He filled the formulary and received his adventurer guild card. After he branded it with his blood, he was warned that, while the first guild card was free of charge, reissuing the guild card had a cost of 20 silver.
He also was informed about the rules of the guild and the different ranks: G, F, E, D, C, B, A, S, SS, SSS, Z. A registered adventurer could only take missions of his own rank, a rank above and a rank below. Every adventurer started at rank G, and to advance a rank, the adventurer must complete at least 100 missions of his own rank, or 15 missions of the next rank. When doing missions in a party, to do the count for rank advancement, they had the value of 1 divided by the number of party members.
Although it might seem unfair, that system had been implemented to avoid having adventurers who advanced ranks too fast by leeching from parties of a superior rank, who were doing missions of their own rank, and had adventurers of lesser ranks accompany them to experience how missions of a superior rank were like. It was actually a way to avoid having adventurers dying because they bit more than they could chew off.
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