《AnotherWorld (hiatus)》AnotherWorld : Chapter 3
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Still hanging in the air I looked at the quest I had gotten, I who could not refuse opted to see if others around me would and they sure did, about ¼ of the people around me disappeared and the others stayed, those who left got their memories wiped and those who stayed were once again asked to press accept or they too would be brought back to their last location with a loss of memory and a high possibility of death itself
“I Accept”
Around me various colors of light surrounded me and poof gone I was off to the dungeon of the acolyte dark sorceress Maroth, once I arrived there it was dark, but through the crevises of the caves natural cave minerals produced some amount of light so I could see about decent
I once again opened my system and noticed two skills which I had seen back at the summoning platform
*System*
Name: Avion Blarefield Level: 1 (beginner) Job: Sage
Stats Strength:3 Agility:4 Intelligence:3 Wisdom:5 Luck:2
Blessing of Gaia: 20% increased growth
Sage Skill
-Sage vision (Active), able to observe and learn the skill and abilities of other creatures
-Sage thoughts (Passive), able to formulate new abilities slowly through combining two or more skills which are compatible
Quest -Trails (1/3) Enter Maroth dungeon and Defeat Acolyte Maroth the dark sorcerer*Accepted *
Sage vision and Sage thought, beside these I have no other skills which may be of service to me in my current situation
I walked after reading the description of myy two skills which were essentially, learn skill + abilities and formulate new abilities through combining skills
It is dark with only the stones around me I walked and walked for half a hour my legs were hurting so I decided to take a rest, after about 5 minute of rest I again stood up to walk
*Ching Ching*
The sound of metal clashing against metal was heard in the distance, walking there and hiding while observing I noticed a young man with a blade in his hand was fighting against a something like skeleton immediately my system scanned the skeleton without me having to do it.
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Name: Skeleton Warrior Uriel, former adventurer *Undead* Level: 3 Job: Warrior
Stats, Strength: 6 Agility 3 Intelligence: 2 Wisdom: 2 Luck: 0
The guy and the undead were fighting, their battle was exceptional good or so I thought Sind’s I dint know much about fighting but still watched it will intent to learn after couple of minutes I received a notification from the system
*Ding user had learned (1/8) swordsmanship*
I was shocked as I wanted to continue watching to learn more to increase the proficiency, before I could several other skeleton warrior started approaching the guy fighting the skeleton warrior was almost done, so when he saw the others approach his face naturally started looking like shit, he chewed on his lower lip created some distance between him and the rest and dropped his weapon after doing this he put his hands together and said a strange verse after several seconds the cave he was in was engulfed in flames taking him along with it.
The idiot did not realize that using flame magic in a medium cave path could lead to him being taken along with the other skeleton warriors, me seeing all of this transpire waited for a couple of seconds before everything cleared, on the ground were several items and such that the skeletons dropped after dying.
I approached closer and the guy who cast the magic was surprisingly still alive, it would be better to say he was almost dead in the state he was
“Please save me, help I don’t want to die yet, my adventure hasn’t even begun yet, please save me, please”
The guy looked at me and pleaded, there was nothing I could do, I told and explained to him that I could either kill him with his sword or let the wandering skeletons take care of him, he opted for the first option, I took his sword and looked at him, the smell wafting off off him was simply nauseating so I wanted to finish this quickly.
I took his blade and stood half atop him and jab it into his hart and he died without much trouble
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*Ding you have killed Participant Hyeon Chae-Won lvl.4 + Gaia blessing 20% increased growth*
*Ding you have levelled up*
*Ding you have levelled up*
“Damn pity he died but oh well, I guess better for me since I levelled up twice”
I looked around and the body of Hyeon Chae-Won disappeared what stayed behind was his blade in which was in my hand and a small bag, the automatic scan showed me what it was
Name: Space bag (20 slots) Description: Able to store up to 20 items, able to stack same items
“Neat”
I said in a voice sounding just about as dead could be and headed to the other items dropped by the skeletons, before I left I thanked the guy for his offering.
On the ground were several items boots which automatically fitted to my size, a common dark cloak which made me blend in better with the dark and a book with the spell of haste in it which increased my speed to a certain amount.
*Detected possible spell which you can learn Haste, would you like to learn the spell Accept/Reject*
I thought accept and it added it to my system, I could also feel certain knowledge being vaguely inside my brain which I hadn’t known before.
*System*
Name: Avion Blarefield Level: 3 (beginner) Job: Sage
Stats, Strength:5 Agility:6 Intelligence:5 Wisdom:7 Luck:3
Blessing of Gaia: 20% increased growth
Sage Skill
-Sage vision (Active), able to observe and learn the skill and abilities of other creatures
-Sage thoughts (Passive), able to formulate new abilities slowly through combining two or more skills which are compatible
-Swordsmanship basic (Passive) (1/8): Participant had been able to derive some moves from watching others fight once complete participant will be able to comprehend basic swordsmanship.
-Haste (Active): Increase speed to a certain amount, could vary from 10 to 15%
Quest -Trails (1/3) Enter Maroth dungeon and Defeat Acolyte Maroth the dark sorcerer*Accepted*
*Nice if I continue this way I should be able to complete this mission in no time, for now I should leave this place since it might attract others*
Thinking to this point I wore the boots and cloak and left the place with sword by my side just encase I might encounter someone with not so good intention
After about a week of doing this type of sneaking around I learned several things, first that I was not alone as there were several other people killing and robbing each other for loot with certain intentions of their own and that had gradually gained the skills basic swordsmanship and sneak which allowed me to sneak and not be detected, the cloak was also a great treasure keeping me safe in the dark, I also learned that it is better to hide instead of trying stand out and get killed in the process, that is what I have learned for now
Walking around the cave I was slightly familiar with I encountered a lonesome skeleton, it had a gray cloak with silver flames in its socket
Name: Lonely Skeleton Dave, former bladesman Level: 4 Job: Decent Bladesman
Stats Strength: 6 Agility: 4 Intelligence: 4 Wisdom: 4 Luck: 0
Description: Dave the lonely skeleton has been ditched by its friends and searches for new friends, Dave is very lonely and accept anyone
*Ding Bladesman Dave has invited you to a party Accept/Reject*
“What?”
The skeleton named Dave came closer, standing just five meters away from and looked and me, its silver flames looked very lonely and asked for compassion and understanding, me being the soft-hearted and kind man found it an interesting thought to have a skeleton as my friend so I said fuck it why not.
*Accept*
*Ding you have joined a party with Dave the Lonely Skeleton, to see party function say or think party*
“Party”
Name: The lonely group
Members
-Dave (Party Leader)
-Avion (Party Member)
Loot Division: (100% to party member)
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