《Vritra [A Dragon Evolution LitRPG]》Chapter IV: Entrance To The Sariel Labyrinth!
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IV
Entrance To The Sariel Labyrinth!
The warmness of the boiling water under my feet and body. Similar to a hot tub with the flowing water that came from the river into a warm spot capable of boiling itself perfectly into a warm spot.
The wonders of this world, I had never imagined meeting myself to such high products. It is also free to use!
"Such a breeze."
A while had passed since the encounter with the cause of giving me a human form. Through that short amount of a few months, nothing special erupted from the former chaos of survival. There were zero inhabitants in this forest and only a low amount of low leveled baby hounds would appear out of nowhere.
Yet through all of the ongoing moments of easy breezy battles, only a little XP had been acquired in comparison to the human elf I battled and earned tons of XP. I had only leveled up once leading myself to Level 8 and the amount of monsters and animals that lurked around were not enough to fill up the gauge of XP to advance into higher levels. My growth is to none at this point.
[Vritra] [Taratect Dragon] [LV: 8] [XP: 592/6150]
[HP: 10198/10200] [MP: 1050/1050] [SP: 73/110]
[Titles:
[Basic Skills: ]
[Skills: ]
[SP Skills: ]
[Skill Points: 28] [SP Skill Points: 35]
[Evolution Tokens: 5]
That right, I forgot about what the level 4 Appraisal skill added into the status screen. Titles and one is detailed to be for my birth as a spider dragon, but the other was apparently added after the death of the human elf. Placed on me from a witness of the short battle that took place, but my victory was just pure luck as the guy had lost all of his SP supply. Do people even think of the disadvantage they could have in a battle without your main source of power to be available as supply!?
No, there's no point of thinking of such obvious details. Just let the world function in its regular stages and leave yourself into the path of evolution as a dragon.
With proper thoughts about it, I decided to keep my spider origins intact in the coming future. The cause was due to obtaining the skill of , which was the obtained by accident when I let out webs from the palms of my hands. Felt heroic at first glance but controlling the skill was difficult in itself and led to obtaining . worked differently and would be much more difficult than controlling it. After all, the manipulation would lead to forming weapons or even clothes, perhaps even an army of web-made monsters! The possibilities were endless, yet I couldn't even master the basics.
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"Let us move on away from the tub of warmth."
I stepped out of the hot water and crawled out walking away from the location without much thought into where I would be heading from this point. Still in the same forest as always, and still little humanoid activity as compared to the brief monsters and wild animals. Things were dull and boring, but I enjoyed the amount of fruit and liberty I had to feast on such a delicacy.
The trees around however were turning orange leaves and the produce of fresh fruit was depleting as the seasons were changing slowly around these parts. It was formerly summer and now things escalated to the season of fall with the dull climate change with little breezes of cold fronts here and there each once in a while.
Of course not much came to inflict on me as my rough developing scales hid the temperature that surrounded my body even if it were to be harmful. I have grown accustomed to the heat, the cold, the in between and all that there is to temperature but I wonder if I could resist the hottest and coldest of temperatures given my growth in adjustment with the outside weather.
A path, one that I had never once seen in my time here in the forest. An entire new area waiting to be found and explored by me, while this path led somewhere dormant reaching out to my curious manners. I looked ahead, and the path only stretched further away not leading to anything special from what my current field of vision could see.
Made of concreted gravel, with each step shaking the rough particles that laid underneath my palms of flesh. Rough edges here and there as I made way to an unknown area that led the orange toned trees grimmer and darker in color. Silence cast as the sources of wild animals scattered itself to none and the monsters that roamed followed to zero.
Only a sinister aura illuminated ahead into the direction the pathway marched onto. The land engulfed to dark dust of dirt and sand as mountains formed in all corners striking their monstrous size as fear against me. The path led in between a valley clouded with a dark fog that struck bad signs only leading me to worry of what laid ahead as a large and ferocious monster or the gates to hell itself.
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I continued ahead, worried while at the same time prepared for what my whole existence was getting itself involved in now at the early stages of life where my human form is already capable of crawling its first steps. Gulping the saliva that produced instantaneously out of the fear of what sinister vibes sent out from a single spot undetected and away from the calm of the green.
Alarmed from all corners as ghost-like entities roamed the path gliding their levitated bodies around as their sharp nails exhibited a bright dark reflection of the small fractions of light. I took footsteps approaching them slowly, but immediately stopped after realizing their process of locating anyone. Their ears were sharp, while their was no sight as they held no eyes with only dried blood that soaked out from their holes. Sharp teeth stained of blood, either from their form or of the reality I would face if I were to get captured by their claws.
Thankfully I had the skill making my movements soft to the ear making them unable to take notice of me around them. I moved onward avoiding even the touch of meeting their floating bodies and made my way deep into the valley that led the path that brought me to this point.
"What in the world?"
A large dark door barricaded an entrance to a lair, with a sign produced on the side in which I am incapable of reading as I have no words to know and develop upon in the human tongue. Not even a written format was readable enough to understand as it is not one of the languages I am experienced with.
I tilted the door open, allowing me entrance as a breeze of cold air left the grounds ahead and the darkness of sight led to the use of night vision. In my case the viewpoint was better as my sight had increased in level making things such as the dark a bit more brighter than the normal darkness. Entering I knew this place was dangerous, but seeing as I had come this far the greed to explore the place ran through my veins as the thrill filled my empty and bored mind.
"Hmm?"
My appraisal skill worked as normal and became more descriptive of objects, such as a rock.
[Rock: Part Of The Sariel Labyrinth]
A minor rock, yeah that much is obvious at first glance like any other object that served little to no purpose. However it is the description that caught my attention rather than the rock itself. Sariel Labyrinth, one of the deadliest words known in video games and even books, tv shows and movies. A labyrinth was never a good sign to behold, however, this served me well in one purpose entirely. Lurking monsters in every corner, waiting to defeat a worthy opponent such as a human and even another monster. A battlefield among monsters and a treasure to behold for humans and other living races.
This on its own serves as XP grounds such for myself. Grinding enough to evolve and reach higher levels and move ahead even further than any other being. This labyrinth could even serve as my new home, that is after I take over from whatever resides deep within as in normal circumstances is a extraordinary creature with overpowered abilities.
This is getting fun.
As expected, monsters don't regularly roam the entrance of the labyrinth that is unless the gates happened to be open and their liberty to the outside just happened to be answered. But that seemed rather unlikely, considering how heavy the doors to enter inside were and how easy it was for me for my dragon inheritance.
It was as normally empty and the more I progress inside the more treasure and enemies filled with XP I will find and gather altogether at once. Hahahaha, this will be one incredible event to unfold and life has just started to get interesting.
SARIEL LABYRINTH
[DANGER LEVEL: A]
FLOOR 1
[FLOOR OF THE BASILISKS]
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