Alfred drops down and grabs dirt, he tries to shape it into a sphere but his mana is dropping quickly, until it starts to deform and drops. Alfred is left sweating "Status".
Name: Alfred (Tired) Level: 3 Talent: Space(Perfection) Time(Perfection Gravity(Perfection) Dirt(Minor) HP: 97% MP: 2% SP: 12% Skills: Malnutrition Resistance Lv.3, Dehydration Resistance Lv. 6, Dirt manipulation lv.2 Skill Points: 6
Alfred looks at his System, embarrassment. People would be in their low tens by now, and he is only at level 3.
His talent grade is poor obviously but, never mind.
Talent grades go by, Minor, Small, Medium, Large And Greater.
That was all his father taught him up to, it seems Perfection is the highest. But he didn't know what those words imply or what they do. He tried thinking really hard about the word itself to no luck. Gravity or something, did make my body feel slightly heavier but no skill, so he didn't know if it was his mind playing games with him.
Alfred has been working months to level up his Dirt manipulation, because of its poor grade it became even harder. But he didn't feel sad, he couldn't his dad's hair started turning grey from all the stress Alfred has caused. He also gets sick easier, which pains Alfred's heart. Alfred gets up which his makeshift Spear and runs deeper into the Veak Forest. This forest is known for having seasonal Magical Plant, they are called Mealk Flower and are quite popular within Town Grive for their particular status effect, Heals Sickness(minor) .
Sadly they are quite deep into the forest, and if unlucky a Magical creature will guard it. It usually doesn't happen because you almost never see them around these parts.
Alfred quietly sprints around the forest aimlessly. Until a Blue flower gets spotted in the corner of his eye, it was well hidden in the root collar. He runs towards it, he grabs it but doesn't pluck it. He doesn't want to ruin its roots, so he begins to use his Dirt talent to loosen the ground, and push it up. After a minute or so, it can be seen above the ground. But was shocked Alfred was the flowers deep roots, usually Mealk flower only goes 5 cm into the ground, and this flowers roots seem to go beyond that toward the 30 cm mark. Perhaps this is a well aged plant, a happy smile appears on Alfred's face. He gets up and rushes home.
SSSSSS
A Strike toward his left left, a hidden guardian. Horror emerges on Alfred's face, he grabs the Snakes body and slams its body on the floor over and over again. Shit SHIT SHIIITT. Sweat begins to build on him.
Snake Boa Killed, 12 Exp Gained
Now that the enemy is dead, he opens his menu swiftly.
But this one seemed different.
Status Poisoned HP 74 (-1/per sec) MP 9 SP 43
Alfred shocked, that he was poisoned he looked at the plant in his hand. Having no other choice he stuffs his face. hoping for the best.
He begins to feel unwell, and starts puking. After some time, he could see whatever left his stomach was for the best, as he saw the liquid destroying the ground until it couldn't anymore. Poison. what an awful experience. Alfred looks at his hand that previously held the strange plant, what a waste. He reopens his menu, but he returned to its original form.
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Name: Alfred (Tired) Level: 3 Talent: Space(Perfection) Time(Perfection Gravity(Perfection) Dirt(Minor) HP: 93% MP: 99% SP: 99% Skills: Malnutrition Resistance Lv.3, Dehydration Resistance Lv. 6, Dirt manipulation lv.2 Poison resistance (Developing) Skill Points: 7
Slight shock, whatever that plant was, it was a godsend. An extra skill point, is simply not a lot, as it increases with level but it can increase the control of skills. He wasn't that well informed about skill points, but knew the general idea, the more the better, the more put into a skill the better the control and sorts.
Whatever, his Hp, MP and SP seemed to increase as well, that flower would've cost a fortune it seems. But also fixed my Dad's Sickness. Alfred begins his search again, but with more intent of danger. He doesn't want the same situation to happen, especially with the Veak Flower, it doesn't heal Poison but his new skill could. Sadly it was not complete as the poison left his body too soon. pity.
Alfred continued his search until late, as he returned empty handed. Approaching his wooden house, it seemed odd. No door, huh.
No door? No door. Something clicked in him, as he fully rushed inside running straight into his fathers room. He was out of air quickly, he looked over the bed, no one. He Searches the entire house, maybe he fell somewhere. No where. The House was empty.
He looked at the Broken Door. He knew, that only they live outside these walls close to the city. City. Alfred begins his run again towards the city. The usual post guard are not their, who cares as Alfred rushes past the open gate, the city seems quite he doesn't know where to start looking so he head to the healers. There was only two, and none where home, strange. He wanders randomly searching something. He head to the centre, some type of festival? Alfred not having time, pushes through the crowd to check what the fuss is before leaving. " A man is about to be hanged for an Imperial Crime!" A Solider Shouts so everyone can hear him, gasps escapes everyone's mouth, who is the criminal. Everyone looks nervously at the stage, some blooded man that almost isn't recognisable.
"Oh my Lord, That Steven" A Baker Shouts, catching people attention, as well Alfred's. Alfred looks closer, dark hair with grey patches, his clothes... Hi-ii---iss cllo--thh--ess( his clothes). Alfred's mind turned blank. He stood there, as his fathers head flew into a bucket, which held high then stuck into a Spear. As his blood travels down the shaft and onto the floor. Tears fall, Greif, Utter Shock, resentment, Alfred was seething. Slight foam formed around his escaping spit. He roared and jumped the royal guard. His Mana let loose, as it did little to nothing, he relied on his physique to bash the roadblocks. Alfred's Beastal Rage erupted and he rushed towards the guard, slightly spooked but he recovered quickly. Alfred let his killing intent Rush through everything. He leaped, but got knocked out by the displeased guard.
--- Hain POV---
"Vile Creature, how dare you attack a royal envoy. Does you're family not wish to exist any longer?" The Royal Guard looked at the seething boy. He appraised the boy Lv.3 and here he thought the boy who went crazy was level 30 or something. How dare this meagre thing attack me, he opens his status to calm himself.
Name: Hain Level: 63 Talent: Rock(Medium) Fire(Small) HP: 97% MP: 99% SP: 98% Skills: SwordMastery Lv.23, SpearMastery Lv.18, HardenedSkin Lv.9, Poison Tolerance Lv.11 Skill Points: 12
(Poison Resistance is different than Poison Tolerance. Resistance is superior, and works against weak poisons. Poison Tolerance, is gained from Alcohol and is useless in battle.)
Hah, these skills are coming along nicely soon i will get SwordMastery lv.25 and the first Skill bonus appears, these lowly subjects will never know this, but the bonus helps increase skill levels by 1% which is crazy, as more skills will get to lv.25 faster and faster with more. But it gets even harder to level up higher later on. But enough of these bad boys and it will help. The Bonus changes with different skills. But I sure do love my life, it will only get easier from here.