WARNING Host’s right arm has been severed. (Vitality -6)

WARNING Debuff Bleeding has been afflicted on the host.

Bleeding: Host loses 1 health point per minute till the wound has been healed

WARNING Host health has dropped below 10%

Seek immediate treatment.

Host’s Undead has fallen in battle (x2)

Host’s Familiar “Vaeda” has fallen in battle

Host’s skill Summon Familiar is now on cooldown for 24 hours.

Host’s Lesser Golem Core has been destroyed.

Host’s skill Create Golem Core is now on cooldown for 24 hours.

Well shit. Looks like everyone died except me. Even the big guy and Vaeda. Fuck that was terrifying. I could’ve just died due to my cockiness. FUCK why on earth did I think that was a good idea.

I go to sit up and fall over due to my missing right arm. My body slumps over and I chuckle to myself morbidly.

“Hey, I could really use a hand someone. Well, it’s time to go grinding again. I have to level up so I can get my arm back quickly” I announced to no one but myself.

I dust myself off and head off towards where the first Milo’s area was with all the lower leveled mobs. I was going to sweep a couple of them to level up. It’d be safer this way than attempting to fight a Draugr with all my skills on cooldown. I walked and walked for a couple of hours until I arrived at my original starting place. I cast Cloak Of Shadows on myself once I saw a group of five skeletal grunts. I fired a Frost Shard at the one closest to me and it hit it in the head one shotting it. The rest was easy to handle after that. These undead were the dumbest and couldn’t see past my Cloak Of Shadows. I swiped away the blue boxes and continued on my quest to farm some XP off these low-level mobs.

While I was farming I realized I had a new plan of attack for what I’d do to that mini-boss after I got my arm and Vaeda back. I began only killing the zombie grunts and using Control Undead on the skeletal grunts. I ended up using all of my control points on controlling fourteen Skeletal Grunts. I then finished up my grinding for the day and went towards Milo’s mausoleum. Once there I fell asleep content to level up fully in the morning.

Wait till Vaeda sees the new group of minions. I bet he’ll be impressed.

I awoke with a smile on my face, ready to resume the grind. It’s a shame there's nothing to eat while Vaeda is not here to hunt for me. I need to learn to be more self-sufficient. I checked the countdown on my two skills and saw they both had about another hour left so my minions and I set out on another adventure. We hunted down swarms of undead now. I fired Frost Shards from the back while my minions swarmed all the opposition we ran into. Then the long-awaited blue screen appeared after we had killed our fiftieth enemy.

Host’s minion has defeated an enemy in combat (x1)

Experience awarded.

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Minor Soul absorbed (x1)

LVL UP

Stat points available for allocation

Warmth washes over me and I can feel the glow within me sliding over my body knitting flesh and healing bruises. Then it gets to my right arm and I can feel the hasty cauterization job I did being undone. I await the feeling of my arm to come back. But it never does. I look down and see that my arms still missing but the stump has been properly healed.

WHAT THE FUCK? Wheres my arm? I thought that leveling up healed your body. I need to resummon Vaeda I need answers.

I cast Summon Familiar and I’m greeted by Vaeda’s feathery face.

“GREG! You’re alright, thank goodness.”

“Yeah it’s great to see you as well Vaeda but I need answers. WHY ISN’T MY ARM GROWING BACK? I leveled up and all it did was heal the wound at the base of my fucking stump.”

“Oh Greg yeah, the system only accelerates your bodies healing ability. Unless your body can regrow limbs than the system can’t help you. I’m sorry, Greg I cannot imagine what you're feeling right now.” He says sadly.

“Damn right you can’t imagine what I’m feeling right now I LOST MY GOD DAMN ARM! I ONLY HAVE TWO OF THOSE! FUCK. What am I supposed to do now? I’m now a cripple stuck in a level 50 dungeon and way over my head.”

I told Vaeda I needed time to think and then ordered the minions to march forward as we made our way back to the mansion.

Halfway to the mansion, it dawned on me that this was all my fault. I had been treating this whole thing as a video game when my life was on the line. And now I’d paid the price for it; my arm. Who knows if I’d ever get that back. By the time we arrived, I just headed up to the master bedroom after telling my minion army to watch the grounds. I let Vaeda know I’d talk to him in the morning.

When I was alone in the room the tears came. They started off slowly until they were pouring down my face. I kept my cries as quiet as I could but I honestly couldn’t help myself. I was a righty, no I guess now I’m a lefty. I have no idea how I’m supposed to survive in this dungeon with only one arm. I’m so scared. It’s times like these I miss my friends; Melissa and Davey. They were the only friends I’ve ever had. After my parents died in middle school most kids avoided me and the adults just felt sorry for the kid who was thrust into foster care. But Davey and Melissa were different, they didn’t treat me differently because I had dead parents they just wanted to be friends with me. They helped me through my grief and allowed me to become the person I was today. I wish they were here now more than anything. Melissa would have a plan and Davey would be cracking a joke or giving me a shoulder to lean on. Thinking of them made me more homesick than I already was if that was even possible. The more I thought about them, the more I slowly began to realize that they wouldn’t want me to be just sitting around crying my eyes out over something I can’t even change. I needed to snap myself out of my funk and get on with my life.

I slept for what felt like forever after my cry session and when I woke up I called Vaeda over to tell him about my plan.

“Hey Vaeda I’m back to myself, well one less arm, but as back to myself as I can currently be.”

“Good Greg good, I’m glad you’re feeling better I was worried for you all last night. I wasn’t sure if this would make or break you. Luckily it seems like your willpower stat is high enough that it helped you get over your stump.”

“What do you mean my willpower stat? Does that affect my mental state?”

“Yes it does, don’t you remember the descriptions of the stats? Willpower affects your mental facilities. High enough willpower will let you power through almost anything as long as it doesn't instantly kill you”

“That does explain why I was able to get over my sadness almost immediately.”

“Yep, so you were saying something about a plan?

“Oh yeah so I think right now we have three immediate goals; first is that I’ve finally reached over 5000 Soul Energy I think it’s time to try out that skill Soul Bind. Second is I want to level up my existing skills as well as maybe add a few new ones I’ve been cooking up in my head, and third is kill that motherfucker who sliced off my arm.”