《What if the world was an RPG?》Living in the city part two
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I was bombarded with so many blue screens that I almost took a step backward. It was overwhelming it was as if someone had just thrown a 2000 pages essay in your face. The first thing which I saw was the so-called "Instructions".
Class Instructions
The System categorizes classes by with two different systems.
The first system is the rarity of the class and its availability.
The System has assigned Ranks for this first type of system.
The ranks are as follows; Common, Uncommon, Rare, Epic, Mythical and Legendary.
These ranks will not give any type of bonuses or powers. Instead, they will work as an identification of how hard it was to obtain that class.
The Second system is the MAX-power a certain class can reach.
The System has assigned Ranks for this type of system.
The Ranks are as follows; G, F, E, D, C, B, A, S.
These ranks will create the limitations and give the class its powers.
A class with the Rank A can only use spells from G-A and a class with the Rank C can only use spells from G-C
You may change all classes except the first class every 100 levels.
It seems that choosing your first class will have quite the big impact in the beginning, but not so much towards the end.
I selected the class option and started reading about all the various classes there was a lot of classes to choose from, but there were only a few classes that had a power above B rank.
Classes Rarity Rank Thief Common G Archer Common G Assassin Common G Swordsman Common C Soldier Common C Knight Uncommon B Warlock Rare B Witch Rare B Druid Rare D Mage Rare A Death Mage Rare A Elemental Spearsman Mythical C Arcane Summoner Mythical B Necromancer Legendary G-S
After inspecting all the options a particular one stood out to me. The Necromancer, it was a scaling type class that started out weak but could reach the highest rank. The Necromancer class also had a great affinity with the death and darkness element making it even better for me. The choice was obvious I had to choose the Necromancer class. I selected the Necromancer class and instantly it showed me another blue screen which made me smile like a lunatic.
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Necromancer
Necromancers are sorcerers that have the almost exclusive access to to the necromancy skill this skill allows them to raise or create undead beings.
Necromancers have access to a wide variety of skills related to Necromancy, Death and Darkness spells.
Necromancers have a natural affinity for both Death and Darkness spells.
Necromancers receive a great boost to; Max-Mana, Intelligence, Wisdom and Max-spell limit.
Necromancers receive a great penalty to; Charisma, Fame, Agility, and Dexterity.
Necromancers receive a great boost in all Necrotic, Death and Darkness spells.
Necromancers receive a great penalty towards all Holy, Light and Nature spells.
Necromancers receive 2 points extra for every one stat point put in; Intelligence and Wisdom
Necromancers receive 0.5 points for every point put in Charisma, Agility, and Dexterity.
Necromancers receive four starting skills;
Summon Skeleton, Raise Skeleton, Deaths touch and Tomb of Necromancy
Necromancers receive zero starting items;
Are you sure you want to choose this class
Y/N
I stared at the blue screen for what felt like an eternity before pressing the yes button. As soon as I pressed the yes button dark forces instantly surged out from the orb and into me, it did not feel painful at all, it felt as if I was remade into something else, something more powerful. When I turned around to walk out of the room where I had chosen my class, I saw a reflection in the well-polished metal that the walls were embedded with.
Wait.... WHAT?
My skin had turned veiny and white and it seemed as if I had been dead for a while. Blue veins could be seen everywhere on my body and the worst part was my face. It was as if you could see every major vein on my head, but that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was the eyes it was as if I had lost all the color in my eyes, only a slight tint of black could be seen. When I opened the Status screen I understood why.
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Name: "Empty" Current status: Undead Level: 4 Class: Necromancer Second Class: "Empty" Third Class: "Empty" Fame: 0 Infamy: 0 City Favor: 0 Element: Death 100% Element: Darkness 80% Element: Ice 60% Health: 100 Mana: 100 (+20%) = 120 Stamina: 100 Power: 10 Rate: 1>1 +0 Strenght: 10 Rate: 1>1 +0 Dexterity: 10 Rate: 1>0.5 +0 Agility: 10 Rate: 1>0.5 +0 Wisdom: 10 Rate: 1>3 +0 Intelligence: 10 Rate: 1>3 +0 Endurance: 10 Rate: 1>1 +0 Constitution: 10 Rate: 1>1 +0 Charisma: 10 Rate: 1>0.5 +0 Luck: 10 Rate: 1>1 +0 Unused Level points: 40 Unused Class points:1 Unused Skill points:1
Guess I'm dead now, hahaha.
To not dwell on the fact that I was dead, I chose to make the best out of it. It seemed I had a lot of unused points to use. I opened up the Status board again and used up all my "Level points".
Name: "Empty" Current status: Undead Level: 4 Class: Necromancer Second Class: "Empty" Third Class: "Empty" Fame: 0 Infamy: 0 City Favor: 0 Element: Death 100% Element: Darkness 80% Element: Ice 60% Health: 150 Mana: 700 (+20%) = 840 Stamina: 150 Power: 10 Rate: 1>1 +0 Strenght: 10 Rate: 1>1 +0 Dexterity: 10 Rate: 1>0.5 +0 Agility: 10 Rate: 1>0.5 +0 Wisdom: 40 Rate: 1>3 +0 Intelligence: 70 Rate: 1>3 +0 Endurance: 15 Rate: 1>1 +0 Constitution: 15 Rate: 1>1 +0 Charisma: 10 Rate: 1>0.5 +0 Luck: 10 Rate: 1>1 +0 Unused Level points: 0 Unused Class points:1 Unused Skill points:1
I was expecting something to happen after I increase my stats, but to my surprise, nothing happened. There wasn't even a slight feeling from increasing the stats. I looked at the other unused points and was just about to open the windows for them, but before I had the chance to do that I heard a voice from outside the room.
Random guy: Its the highest ranked tier 51 team "The 9 Red Shields"
Random woman: Wow I never thought I would see them it's actually them!
Random guy: Yeah, I can't believe my eyes either its actually them!
Random guy 2: I wonder why they would come to the beginners magic guild.
Random woman: Who cares, I'm going to go and watch them and maybe they will even talk to me.
Random guy 2: Yeah, good luck with that hahaha.
It seemed that it was something quite unique about the fact that a team called "The 9 Red Shields" had come to this beginner magic guild. Also, it seemed that this building was called the "beginners magic guild". I walked out of the room and ventured down the halls and made it to the main room where everyone had gathered. What I saw could only be described as stupid. It was nine men between the ages of 24-50 and all of them were wearing Red knights armor and gigantic shields. I could barely stop myself from laughing at these clowns. I did not care In the slightest for these people so there was no way that I was spending my time watching them. I started walking towards the door, but just before I was about to open it I heard someone shouting towards me.
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