Scepticus continued walking until he looked back at the mysterious black card. He then cut his finger on a rock again and let the blood drop onto the card. It revealed his stats and showed something he hadn’t noticed prior. It showed all of his known skills.
He then noticed a bar right on top of his stats which was covered by a chain and locked with a lock with the engraving ‘SEALED’. Scepticus looked over his stats and noticed his magic and strength were the only things to increase this time.
His current stats were Strength:60, Stamina: 55, Health: 40, Agility: 35 and Magic: 52.
He then looked at the column next to the bar with the chain and it read ‘Skills and Magic Types’. He looked under it and saw his skills first.
His current skills were Sword Piercer, Sword Flash, 10 Fold Cut and Bold Slice.
He then looked below the skills and saw his magic types. Currently he had fire magic and two other magic types which were blurred out.Scepticus then said “Well that’s lame. I wanted to know the other tw-”. Scepticus was cut short by the pounce of a zombie dog.
Scepticus moved the sword in front of him so that it would stab the zombie dog with its own momentum. And that’s just what happened. As soon as the zombie dog died its corpses turned to ash and all that was left was a red orb with a few unidentifiable rune markings.
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Suddenly a projection of a boy with green hair and red eyes appeared. “Hmm.. Mana projection on an item.. Interesting,” Scepticus said to himself. Suddenly the projection started talking.
It said “You.. The person who keeps killing my undead. I don’t appreciate you. You know how hard I worked for those corpses? I had to grave dig for days just to get those. AND I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHY YOU ARE IN THIS MOST RANDOM CAVE?”
Scepticus replied “I have my reasons which don't need to bother you”. But without even waiting for his reply the projection went into the background and started shouting “GET UP! DO UNDEAD THESE DAYS NOT KNOW ENGLISH! GET UP! GET UP! I NEED YOU TO KILL THIS IDIOT WHO KEEPS KILLING MY UNDEAD!”.
Suddenly something in the background started rising up in an unnatural way. Its flesh was rotting and a couple of its bones could be seen here and there. “So you're a necromancer?” Scepticus asked in a way that made him seem very composed.
“Yes I AM. ANDDDD I have a name which is NICK. N-I-C-K. You can understand that much right, retard?”. Scepticus was enjoying annoying Nick. “The perfect person to annoy with the perfect reaction…” Scepticus thought to himself. He then asked Nick “So your name is spelled in all capitals, NICK?”. Nick was also beginning to get more and more pissed off.
“Screw OFF retard. This is my cave!” shouted Nick. “Can I see your proof?” Scepticus asked back. Nick then said “I have had enough of you. I am sending my strongest undead to TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!”. And after saying those words the projection stopped.
Scepticus then noticed an aura that was big as hell making its way down the cave in a very fast motion. After a few minutes it was already at Scepticus’s location.
“I knight in the blackest of armour with piercing blue eyes. That was the perfect description for a death knight. Welp even though I still hate all you other demon lords, I must say your information can be useful at times,” Scepticus said.