《Re: Rock》Day 1 - Knowledge (1)
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There was nothing for the lost soul. Without anything to exist upon he could not feel the torrent of time tearing away at the world. First it was years, then decades, then centuries - yet still he lay silent. Milleniums past, hurdling even the greatest of forces to be washed away into the midst of nothingness. He, however, still laid without a notice.
[Error] Alchemy Spell: [Genesis] has been altered. Merging of the item [Grimlore's Soul] with [The Medium] complete.
...
'[Error] NaN.exe' has been born'
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The nothingness ended. First there was ignorance, awake but presuming sleep. Then there was the slow realization that reality had inturrupted what was the null. Still, however, the dream and reality wtill interwove into an illusion of memory, where the soul still could not distinguish anything.
Finally, there was the awakening. There was opening of the eyes, and with it, the mind. It shocked the soul into existence and at last, after the end of countless ages, he woke.
Congradulations!
You have been born into the world as a [Rock Golem]
Would you like to proceed with the tutorial?
[Yes]
[%MISSINGFILE%.exe]
'What?'
The soul was still groggy and tired. He could barely comprehend anything at the moment, but his mind worked fast and efficiently, and after only a few brief seconds he remembered everything.
'What happened? The experiment, the creation! Did I mistakenly seal myself into the Rock Golem?'
He pondered the blue screen, looking through it before being utterly confused by the ending.
'What is MISSINGFILE.exe? Something doesn't sound right there. I definitely should not touch that, not after the whole experiment fiasco. 'Yes' it is.'
Welcome to the world of [Alezerania]!
This is a world of a single continent known as [Terra], and around it are surrounded by a massive ocean called [Immensae]
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Inside it, the land is divided into many subgroups, where many [Races] rule over a part of it. The [Races] are divided into two types:
[Humanoids] and [Monsters]
[Humanoids] level up to increase their [Class], which can bring them to perform better at the class-specific tasks!
[Monsters] level up to evolve, obtaining the traits of other slain races to assimilate into their own, so that the strongest survive.
Note: [Races] between the two have different meaning depending on the usage. [Races] refering to [Humanoids] refers to the different types of [Humanoids], not the distinction between [Humanoids] and [Monsters]. [Races] refering to [Monsters] also share this.
[Continue to the next section]
'This is... interesting. This is all standard knowledge, but I need to see if there is more to this.'
He pressed on.
Individuals of [Races] have [Levels] which increase their ability in general.
A higher [Level] generally indicates that they are stronger, while a lower one would indicate the opposite.
When one levels up, they gain [Attribute Points], which can be assigned by the user to improve different aspects of themselves.
Individuals also have a [Ranking] which determines the ability or potential of their [Race] or [Class]. They are, from lowest to highest:
[F] [E] [D] [C] [B] [A] [S] [SS] [SSS]
This [Ranking] also determines rarity, and as a general rule of thumb higher [Ranking] means that they are more dangerous.
[Continue to next section]
The soul looked at the screen with a great smile. While the general knowledge was rather plain, it did however give off a crucial point. It confirmed the existance of the [SSS] Ranking, while also confirming that it does determine rarity. These had been huge points for debates when he still resided in the damned kingdom and his arguements at this was one of the reasons he was expelled.
'Take that, dim-witted fools!'
It certainly felt great to be right. Even if the others were dead and could not care about it less.
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