After Abigail had recovered from her fall, the woman who was helping us said, "Place your hand on the orb."

So I placed my hand on the orb. A light blinked on in the orb. A voice rang out from the orb into the room loud enough for everyone to hear. It was the voice I heard in my head when the system talked to me.

"This one shall not be allowed to choose a class, for he is destined for a specific one chosen by me, Alfinia, your goddess," the voice said.

'What are you doing?'

[I'm designating your class]

'Don't I get a choice?'

[Not in this case]

'Ok. What's my class then?'

[You'll be a Tomato Wizard]

'What the hell is a Tomato Wizard? That sounds dumb! Give me anything else but that!'

[Ok, fine, but don't come crying to me when it's something you don't like]

"This one is destined to be… an Evil Wizard. That is all." Alfinia's voice said.

'What the fuck? Evil Wizard? Come on!'

[I said don't come crying to me]

'That's ridiculous! You could've picked something normal! You chose not to!'

[I assure you, your class was picked… randomly]

'Yeah right! Don't give me that bullshit!'

[This discussion is over. Deal with the consequences]

I looked around and realized everyone was staring at me, terrified. They kept muttering, "Evil Wizard," to each other.

Somebody grabbed my wrist and said, "We're going to have to let the authorities deal with you."

Abigail kicked that person in the stomach, sending them flying. She grabbed my wrist and hurriedly pulled me out the door of the Adventurer's Guild. She dragged me down the street and through the first gate to the lower city.

That was when sirens started going off. Loud sirens blared throughout the kingdom and the voice of the king boomed out over the land saying, "A man who goes by the name Tom Ketchup has kidnapped my daughter! He is an evil wizard! Find them and bring them both to me, alive!"

Abigail kept taking me deeper and deeper into the lower city until we went down a flight of stairs, and we entered a large cavernous area that seemed to exist underneath the lower city. It was dark and dank and massive.

Still, it had buildings streets, and lights. It was a fully functional part of the city. It just seemed like a place for the poorest of the poor. For the disadvantaged.

"Where are we?" I said.

"The undercity! This is the only place that won't try to turn you into the authorities. They hate the authorities of the above world. My father's men rarely come down here. It's too dangerous," she said.

"And you thought it was a good idea for us to come down here?" I said.

"We don't have any other choice if you want to stay free and not in a dungeon, or worse, executed," she said.

"That makes sense. Where are we going?" I said as I continued to follow her down this seemingly endless flight of stairs.

"Where everyone goes when they first come to the undercity. Sally's," she said.

"Sally's? Is that a bar?" I said.

"I don't know! People just always said that's where you go when you're in trouble," she said.

"Wait, why are you helping me? Shouldn't you be going back to your father and trembling in fear of my evil wizardry?" I said. I raised my hands and wiggled my fingers like an evil wizard.

"You're not evil, Tom. Maybe a little self-absorbed, but not evil," she said.

"Is that the only reason you're helping me?" I said.

"No. You also saved my life, and I kind of like you. I don't want to abandon you to die in a dungeon," she said.

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"Ok. Thanks," I said.

We made our way down to the street of the undercity and walked with purpose. We didn't want anyone to see our upper city clothing and think we were prey.

Sally's had a large arcane neon sign over the door and a doorman. The doorman took one look at us and said, "You guys in some kind of trouble or something? That's the only reason upper city people ever come down here. That or they're looking for someone."

"Yeah. At least I'm in trouble. Is that a problem?" I said.

"No. I just wanted to make sure you weren't looking for someone. We don't support upper city folk looking for people down here. If someone comes down here, they don't want to be found," he said. "Now get inside before I lose my voice. Talk to Sally. She might be able to help."

"Thank you, sir," I said.

"Don't call me, sir! That's my husband's name!" He cackled at that so hard, I couldn't tell if he was joking.

Abigail and I walked up to the bar where a tall voluptuous woman was bartending. We both assumed this was Sally.

"Are you Sally?" I said. "We were told to talk to her."

"Oh, heavens no my dear child. Sally is in the back. I'll get her," she said and walked through a door behind the bar.

An older, but not old, dwarf woman sauntered through the door the woman left through. She was curvy and attractive with an eye patch and long braided hair.

"What kind of trouble might you two be in?" She said, smiling at us.

"I'm an evil wizard, apparently," I said. "Or at least that's my adventurer class determined by the orb at the Adventurer's Guild."

"That's probably one of the strangest things I've ever heard, but it hardly seems like something you'd get in trouble over. They had to know you weren't actually evil right? Isn't it just an adventurer classification?" She said.

"That's what you'd think, but they tried to take me into custody. She helped me escape. And now the king says I kidnapped her," I said, pointing at Abigail.

"Oh, dear. Why is the king involved in this?" She said.

"Well," I said leaning in and whispering, "she's the princess."

"Oh! That'd do it! Yeah!" Sally said. "So what are you two planning to do now?"

"What kind of job can I work that makes a lot of money, but has a low skill and educational barrier?" I said.

"Either mercenary work or adventuring. Those are the only two jobs that fit that description. But since adventuring is out, that just leaves mercenary work. You ready to be a mercenary, kid?" She said, grinning.

"I'm not a kid! I'm 21!" I said.

"Like I said. You're a kid," she said. "If you want to do mercenary work, I know guy who knows a guy who knows another guy who knows another guy who can get you a job."

"I want to do mercenary work too!" Abigail said. "Why do men always get to have all the fun." She crossed her arms and pouted.

"Do you have any fighting skills? Or are you strong and can carry a lot of stuff?" She said.

"I'm not strong, and I don't what skills I have available to me either. I was never allowed to choose a class," she said.

"Oh, really? I might have one of those stupid orb things floating around somewhere in my attic. We could find out what class you are," she said.

"Yeah! Let's do that!" Abigail said.

"Ok. Come with me, you two. Just come around the side of the bar. I'll let you in," she said.

We walked around the side of the bar, Sally let us in, and we followed her upstairs to her attic.

When we got up to her attic, I realized Abigail and I were going to have to crawl to get inside, but Sally could walk in just fine due to her shorter stature as a dwarf.

[You have leveled up! You are now level 1!]

[Choose your subclass]

[Shadow Mage]

[Bone Mage]

[Void Mage]

[Ruin Mage]

[Blood Mage]

[Click for More]

I looked through what each class did, then I took a peek at the other classes and what they did. Bone Mage was my favorite out of all of them. It had offensive, defensive, control, support, summons. It had everything!

Blood Mage had a similar skill set, but blood mages were so overdone. No thanks.

'I choose Bone Mage.'

[Subclass assigned]

[You have gained the skill's Bone Spike, Bone Sense, and Bone Armor]

"Found it!" Sally said after rummaging through several piles of stuff.

She pulled out a glass orb the size of her head and placed it on the ground. "Place your hand on it, girlie," she said to Abigail.

Abigail placed her hand on the orb and it lit up. The system's voice said, "Another destined one, and soon after the other. This one's class is Good Witch. Her potential is SS-Tier, Intelligence primary."

"Very nice," Sally said. "I've never heard of a Good Witch before but it sounds, well… good."

"That is awesome Abigail! And SS-Tier! That's like really good right?" I said. A lot of fantasy books I've read said SSS-Tier is the highest tier, so if this followed that logic, then it was very good.

"Yes! SS-Tier is just one below the top tier, SSS-Tier!" Abigail said and squealed.

"Actually, I never got to hear what my potential was since everyone in the guild freaked out over my evil wizard status," I said. I put my hand on the orb.

The voice of Alfinia or the system or whoever she was, said, "Oh, it's you again. We already know you're an evil wizard, blah blah blah, whatever. However, your potential is N-Tier, Intelligence primary."

"N-Tier? What's that?" I said, out loud.

'What is N-Tier?'

[N-Tier is above SSS-Tier. It is ten times as powerful as SSS-Tier. Technically, I just made it up so I could have something to categorize your overwhelming magical potential]

'Does the N stand for something?'

[Nightmare]

'Oh cool.'

"I've never heard of N-Tier. Could that be below F-Tier? Or above SSS-Tier? But nothing is below F-Tier. You just don't get categorized. And nothing is above SSS-Tier, because there's no one that strong," Abigail said.

"It's above SSS-Tier," I said.

"Above SSS-Tier? That's unheard of. Like I've never heard of it before. If your potential is that high, you could do great things or terrible things, depending on where you lean on the morality scale. I've heard of an SSS-Tier battlemage who could level mountains," Sally said.

"With enough time, you could not only overthrow the king of this kingdom, but every kingdom. By the time you finish your first dungeon, you'll be as strong as an experienced C-rank adventurer. By the time you finish your second dungeon, you'll be able to crush C-rank adventurers under your foot."

"Whoa whoa whoa! I don't plan to overthrow any kingdoms or rule over other people by force. I just want to eliminate evil from the world," I said.

"Normally I'd say good luck with that, knowing the person will never achieve their goal. But with your potential, you just might do it," she said.

"That's good news," I said.

"Since we're all squared away on the classes and whatnot, do you want to see where you'll be staying for the night? Your mercenary jobs start bright and early, so I'd suggest you go to bed soon," Sally said.

"Sure," I said.

We all got out of the small attic and followed Sally up a narrow flight of stairs to the second floor. She showed us to the second room on the right. It had a single bed that was designed for one person to sleep in.

"I guess I get the floor," I said.

"What do you mean?" Abigail said. "You're staying in the bed, with me. We can cuddle so we don't fall off."

"Oh. Ok," I said, as I got into bed with her. I was the big spoon and she was the little spoon. I wasn't used to this sort of treatment from women. Women didn't hate me, but they didn't like me either.

I could be friends with a woman, but it never went further than that. Yet, here was a literal princess, who wanted me to hold her until we fell asleep. And it happened normally. No mind tricks or weird charm powers.

Huh. I didn't know what to attribute the change to, but it was probably to do with how I was finally taking control of my life, standing up for what I believed in, and the fact that I saved her life earlier today. And I didn't act like a complete weirdo.

I let myself relax to the sound of her breathing, and before I knew it, it was morning. When I stood up from the bed, I felt taller somehow. My visual perspective and angle to the floor had changed. And I had gained muscle too.

I had legitimate muscle definition and tone. I wasn't jacked, but I looked athletic or like I worked out. To my knowledge, I didn't, considering I was born as a full-grown male in the middle of a street yesterday and hadn't hit the gym yet.

It had to be that Experience Plunder ability. I didn't realize it would work this fast. And I also didn't think it would make me taller. Huh. It was kind of nice.

I'd have to make sure it didn't get out of hand, but for now, it was fine. I knew I could set a limit on my height, but I didn't know what limit to set.

Right now it was just an extra inch. How much damage could one more day do? So I just let it be for now. I will figure that out later.

When I got back to the room, Her Royal Highness was sitting on the edge of the bed. When she saw me her face lit up. Like I was her favorite person in the world.

Then she got a confused look on her face. "Did you get taller? And why is your hair so much longer than it was yesterday?"

"Yeah, I did. It's this skill I have. It makes me grow faster. I just got it yesterday. I didn't realize it would work this fast. Or that it would make me taller or my hair longer. I just thought it would make me more muscular," I said.

"I kind of like your hair like that. And now that I think about it, you do look a little more muscular than yesterday. It looks good on you. You should keep it," she said.

"Well, it's not going away anytime soon. So you're stuck with it," I said.

"I'd be ok with being stuck with you. It's weird. You have this dark aura about you, but you're not mean or inconsiderate. I don't understand it. But I don't not like it," she said.

"Oook," I said. "So should we go downstairs and try to find Sally?"

"Sure," she said.