New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
New Level Acquired!
"What the fuck?! I gained 12 levels?! What level was this thing?!"
Just what level was this thing for me to get 12 levels from it! It has to easily be 2-3 times my level for me to get this many levels. Well, I always wanted to go grind levels, and this certainly gave me a massive boost. Ohhh, my stats! I have to check this out!
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Wow! I'm suddenly MUCH stronger than I was just 30 minutes ago. Actually, I'm TWICE as strong as I was before. I notice the corpse is starting to be absorbed by the cave floor. Well, that's good! I wasn't sure how I was going to get out of here with that hulking thing stuck in doorway. Several minutes pass and it's fully absorbed. I hear a clank just outside the room. I light my last rope and head out into the hallway. On the floor I found a large yellow mana stone about the size of a softball which I pick up and toss into the small room. A foot away from that lies something unexpected. The handle of a dagger is sticking up from where it is embedded in the dirt floor!
Did this thing just drop loot?! I get that every monster drops a mana stone, and I have seen the animals I kill occasionally leave behind their pelts or a bone as that makes sense, but I never thought I would actually receive gear! I pick up the dagger and then open my status screen. What I see shocks me.
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Oh wow! This dagger has stat boosts on it! I am definitely stronger now! Though, it does look like I could use a good rest. I need to check out this weapon on my equipment page next.
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Oh, wow a Troll dagger and its name is colored blue, so I assume that this thing is a rare item! This is amazing! Holding this dagger, I take an attack stance holding the dagger facing downward. I totally feel like an assassin! I take a few more poses of what I believe an assassin would appear like. I probably look like a LARPing nerd.
Class Unlocked: Assassin
I stop my silly posing as my jaw hits the floor as the message flashes in my vision. There is no way that just happened.
"Assassin class?! Did I seriously just become an assassin just by thinking about it?!"
No way! That is just too easy. I notice I immediately felt lighter and somehow more agile than I was before. Is this how you obtain your class? You just chose it and POOF you are that class? I have to check out my status again and see if this is for real.
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Wow! I'm actually an assassin! Let's see what this class's tooltip has to say about that.
Assassin
Members of the assassin class are considered to be the masters of death itself. Lurking in the shadows and moving with incredible speed, they master the art of dispatching their target quickly with ease and without detection. This class is noted to wear lightweight armor that facilitates ease of movement. Assassins rely heavily on Agility and Speed, and thus enjoy a 30% increase in the effectiveness of these stats.
Yes... ohhhh yes! Now we are getting somewhere! I guess that 30% increase of the effectiveness of Agility and Speed account for why I feel lighter and more agile. I take a moment to collect myself after that terrifying encounter with what I assume was a troll. I'm only assuming that was a troll due to it dropping a Troll Dagger. That would only make sense. But, then again, something living dropping a weapon from somewhere in its body, doesn't really make sense. But who gives a shit! I got a real weapon now!
I settle my nerves and think about my situation. I'm trapped in a cave that apparently leads to a dungeon. The first monster was a pretty damn strong Troll whose level must be pretty high for me to have leveled 12 times. I can't leave as the entrance to this cave I'm in is blocked by those who threw me in here. I can't stay in this little room for long. I'm going to need to find food and water soon. I'm already borderline emaciated due to lack of food for the past 5 years. There is only so much you can eat when you have to rely on scraps, which from full grown men who tend to eat everything, is not much.
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I don't have any choice. I have to enter the dungeon and see what I can find. If I say here, I'm as good as dead anyway. I can't even take a rest for fear that if I take too much time, that troll might respawn. I really don't want to face that again. I head back to the stone archway, the room beyond now dark. I step through into the room and the torches light up the room once again. The previous inhabitant is no longer present. There is a closed door at the far end of this room. I approach the door and it slides to the right into the wall. I wonder if that troll was a test of some sort where the dungeon won't admit you unless you are strong enough to kill it. Well, if you didn't defeat it, you would most likely be dead, so what did that really matter. I wonder if any of my captors would have been able to beat it.
Beyond the door a hallway stretches off curving to the right. The hallway is a decent size and four people could comfortably walk side-by-side down it. There are no torches in this hallway; however, the walls are covered with blue green algae or moss that is giving off a pleasant blue glow. It's actually rather beautiful in here. The door closes behind me as I enter the hallway. Concerned, I go back to the door, and it slides open again.
I let out an exacerbated sigh, "Whew, thank god that opened. At least I know I can go back this way."
I clutch my dagger firmly in my hand, slowly walking through the hallway, ready for anything that may appear. Suddenly I hear a shuffling from up ahead. I stop and wait, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of my battered face. I swallow hard, shaking slightly, eyes dilated and focused intently at the sound getting closer.
Suddenly, a humanoid shape appears. A creature appears, grunting and chittering as it walks closer. It's about as tall as me, but similar to the massive Troll in the entry hall. It's wearing brown tattered shorts and a black tattered leather vest. It doesn't look too strong, nowhere near as intimidating as the Troll. However, it's holding a decently long spear, its business end very sharp and pointy. That's certainly intimidating. It looks sort of like your average goblin from an RPG video game. I'll just consider it to be a goblin.
The goblin lets out a loud screech and charges straight for me. I take a stance holding the blade in front of me ready to strike. Suddenly the spear is thrust toward me. IT'S FAST! I barely have time to react, and I wince in pain as the tip of the spear slices cleanly into the upper bicep area of my left arm. Blood starts running down my arm. I jump back out of its reach and assess my arm. There is a neat 3-inch slash, but luckily, it's not too deep. It's not affecting my arm's function. I ready myself as we are playing for keep here. This thing is intent on killing me, and it's blocking my only way out.
I hold my dagger with the tip pointed toward the floor, in the same way it would if you wanted to stab something. I turn my body slightly to reduce my profile. I wait for my attacker to make the next move. The goblin thrusts the spear at me again, but I'm ready this time. With the flat side of the dagger flat against my forearm, I use it as a pseudo shield and swat at the incoming spear, smacking and parrying the spear with a loud crack as my dagger connects with the shaft of the spear directly behind the spear head. The spear sails wide to my left. I use my momentum to spin and when I come around, I extend my arm to slash at my attacker. My dagger hits true across the left side of my attacker's face and a deep gash opens up, blood pouring down its face and soaking its vest. Seeing my opponents blood ramps up my adrenalin. An excitement fills me at having spill this creature's blood.
I smile as we both set for our next exchange. This time I decide to be on the offensive. I attack with several slashes and stabs, my opponent barely able to react, several on my strikes finding flesh, opening cuts, some deep, some shallow. The goblin grabs the shaft of his spear with both hands and holds it across his body like a makeshift shield.
I lunge with both hands on my dagger, aiming for the goblin's chest. If this hits it will most likely be a fatal blow. The goblin swats downward with the shaft of his spear, deflecting my blade down and to my right. Suddenly...
CRACK!!
Searing pain explodes in my face as the goblin smashes my face with the shaft of his spear, like a hockey player crosschecking his opponent in the face. 5 minute major for crosschecking asshole!
I stumble backward, momentarily dazed by the pain. Blood starts pouring from my battered and deformed nose. My face is throbbing. My nose makes a sickly whistling noise when I. Death through it.
"FUCK!! Goddammit!"
This isn't going the way I want it to! This goblin is so much smaller than the massive troll, but it's giving me just as much trouble. Well, maybe not that much. That troll was ridiculous. I just got lucky with that guy. I need a new strategy here.
I cast my icicle spell and hold that in my left hand, my dagger in my right. I take an attack stance. Here we go!
"Let's go bitch! I either kill you or I die right here!"
"GROOOOOUGH!!!" The goblin yells as it takes its own attack stance.
I rush forward, my dagger once again held flat against my forearm. I hold it across my body like a small shield, my left hand with the icicle at the ready back and to my left.
My opponent thrusts with his spear with his right dominant hand. The spear tip aimed straight at my heart. I block the spear with my dagger and swat it to the left; my opponent's right side is wide open. I thrust with my left hand and the icicle sinks into the right shoulder of the goblin. Its arm immediately goes flaccid, nerves severed, his grip on his spear loosens and his weapon clanks to the ground.
"You're done!" I scream as I slash with my dagger, slicing the creature's throat wide open.
The creature tries to cry out but all that comes out is a disgusting gurgle as blood gushes from its severed arteries, some of it going down its trachea. I grab my dagger with both hands and thrust the blade deep in the goblin's chest. I rip my blade out of its chest to another gush of blood from its chest. The goblin falls to its knees, gurgling and clutching its throat with its still functional left hand. It's of no use, it's impossible to stop the flood of blood from the wound. It only takes a few seconds, but watching the scene feels like an eternity.
The goblins hand falls to its side; the glimmer in its eyes starts fading. Its eyelids partially close and the goblins falls over to the floor, the last of its life essence pouring out of its neck and chest, then it all ceases. It's over. I won!