I mused over the weapons before me the Ulfberht as I remembered should be smaller than the Miao Dao, so I may as well select it. Chinese and Japanese swords were always the coolest looking and professedly the most deadly.

*Ding Miao Dao selected*

The sword clanged as it dropped to the ground, covered in only a sheath all blue with no design. I bend down to pick up my newly acquired weapon as I unsheathe it in the marvel of its sleek, smooth surface without a blemish. I admired its slight curve along with the single edge meant only to slash and kill. "What a beauty," I thought it was seemingly captivating, but I have more important things to do, I thought swiftly sheathing it. The demonic path forward awaits me.

I walk firmly down this dreary hall like structure with my sword tied around my belt loops one hand always on the handle like a vice-grip. "SCCRREEEECH!!" a loud yell caught my attention when a humanoid figure with scales like a snake, a crown of spikes going down onto its face, and its upper chest. It seemed to be about 5ft tall, what struck me as odd was the short curved dagger it carried. The creature eyed me with its slits studying me, awaiting a reaction.

"Holy hell, I expected some demented monsters down here, but that looked downright terrifying." I nervously pulled out my Miao Dao struggling with its length having to try twice to unsheathe it. I held my sword with two hands in front of me with a sweaty grip. My blood coursed through my veins like a sports car Shifting into high gear, my body releasing adrenaline due to the fear of this predator.

The snake-like being finally has enough rushing to me, causing a gale of wind to blow withing this small hall. I ready my stance left foot, going flat in front right standing only on its toes and front heel in the air ready to take the dagger's impact. I was stupid to let it come close with my superior range, but it was on my like a tycoon in it sidestepped past my sword, striking my right shoulder, prompting me to jump off to the left swiftly. Luckily, I smash against the wall of the cave, switching my stance fast enough to block the downward strike at my skull. I push upwards, forcing it off balance as all its weight was on the dagger, turning my sword to the right. I slice across its body, going down the initial splurt of blood spraying into my eyes; I squint only to see the beast dropped to the ground.

My knees buckled under the stress I couldn't believe this scenario. "Get ahold of your self Ray your alive you've won," I repeated to calm my heart.

*Ding LVL 1 Scalavia killed five achievements gained*

*Ding first kill on a more durable being ten achievements won*

*Ding LVL up*

*Ding earned skill basic sword technique*

"achievements?" that's a new one. "status!"

* Raymond Levy level: 2 achievements 5/20

* Health 100/100 Energy 0/0 Seed: None class: none

* Strength: intermediate (low)

* Endurance: intermediate

* Agility: intermediate (low)

* mana: low (low)

* luck: intermediate (high)

* Class ability: none personal ability: basic sword technique (slash, thrust, and parry )low (low)

"I guess levels don't do crap," I grumbled. Where was my impressive stat gains or ability points? "At least I gained a skill," even though it seems to be there for display more than an active increase.

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"What a shitshow," I say, staring at this beast, which again disappointingly dropped no items." what type of stat game drops no items, you low budget piece of crap!" I yell, taking my anger out on this Scalaivia's corpse with fierce kicks. I calm after a few punts, then noticing my stomach growling, popping open my lunch digging for some jerky I serve myself dinner.

"damn. one fight, and im already tired of this place." I pick myself up, walking forward in a less than enthusiastic pace than before; This time suitably adjusted for the trails ahead.

As I advance down the passageway, I spot another Scavania this one readying a spear.

"So it's just a gladiator arena, huh." I guessed they were going to keep lobbying these low-level mobs at me. "Come at me; you scaled scrub!!" It rushed head on a spear pointed at me. I ready my sword with an upright stance. This time I was ready!

The spear shot out towards my shoulder; I slightly knocked my sword to the right striving to push the tip away. The scavania pulled the spear back before it was in the range of my sword, causing me to swing at air. 'A faint!' I never anticipated this thing had some techniques. As I try to stabilize my footing, the spear stabbed at my outstretched arm. I took a quick step back; the spear gashed my forearm "aaaahhh shit!!" I screamed reflexively. The sharp burn of bare skin flared out with blood cascading down my arm alarmed me of the real danger this reptile posed.

It gave me no rest in my moment of distress taking another stab this one to my throat out of sheer will I force my sword up knocking his spear to the left of my head I struck down with all my might hoping of this beasts right arm then losing my balance stumbling ahead past the creature. The Scavania dropped the spear not being able to support its long stature with just one limb. "SSCCCRREEEAACH!!" it screamed in agony, causing my ears to ring at the high pitch. I turn as fast as my body could move to swing my sword wide, slashing at its exposed back, dropping the beast with its final breath.

*ding scavania killed four achievements gained*

*ding powerful beast killed bonus three achievement*

"Haaa," I let my held breathe out in relief from this nightmarish battle. The pain from my forearm brought me back to awareness. Checking my injury, I saw that it was only an inch or two deep and wide. I pulled my multi-tool from my belt cutting off my Nomex sleeve from the injured side, wrapping it around my cut well, applying pressure. ' I almost died for god's sake; it's only the second enemy in this place.' I felt my fear of this place rise when I thought about how massive my chances have been.

'guess this isn't a game, huh.' I may have a health bar and stats, but I doubt I'll live if one of these things stab me in the jugular. I sit there in this shaft, hoping to wake from this cruel dream. I sit, staring at the sword in my hands, dazed at the world before me. Before long, I forget how long I've sat here. I will my self up once again starting.

"Think happy thoughts ray; I got to be a badass if I beat the demonic tutorial, right?" 'Fuck, I'm losing it.' I feel as if I'm losing faith in coming out this hellhole alive. "TWO ENEMIES GODDAMNIT!!" My fear creeps up as I walk this simple corridor, afraid the next thing I meet will take my life. I've been in danger before, but never without safely zones escape routes some rules to save my ass on the fire line, but knowing that one simple mistake will take my life pushed my anxiety to new degrees. Then I heard a noise, and my blood grew cold.

This thing was no Scavania; it moved on all four of its clawed paws down to the soil with a figure resembling a turtle. It had no shell merely plates of spiked armor disjointed on allowing all of its appendages to change positions freely. It's teeth a gross extension of its faceplates protruding ready to tear its prey. I gulped involuntarily. This beast was no joke.