“System, assign 0.5 attribute points to my strength attribute”.
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{0.5 free attribute points have been assigned to the strength attribute!}
{You have 0.5 free attribute points remaining!}
***
Clinton’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. ‘What the f*ck?!’
Clinton was so shocked by what his miserable undead system just showed him at this moment that his skull was almost trembling.
‘D-d-did my strength attribute just increase?’
Clinton asked the question in his mind not because of the notification of the system, rather because of the sensation that just went through his skeleton body.
As an athlete in his previous life, he had ample experience with working out in the gym.
When a newbie decided to start going to the gym, for the first few days of working out, the newbie would experience rapid growth in his muscles and body accompanied by some pain as his body tried to adapt to the new experience.
This did not mean that the newbie’s muscles suddenly became twice as strong or twice as sturdy, it was just minor growth but that minor growth in power was already enough to induce such a reaction in his body.
Clinton knew that experience very well. That sensation, he was familiar with it and it was what enabled him to tell the experience that he just felt apart.
What if, going to the gym, your strength was suddenly doubled due to a single workout session?
It was a ridiculous thought but if somehow, inexplicable, something like that happened, Clinton knew that he would feel exactly as he just felt a moment ago.
As for the reason why he felt so?
Clinton felt like his strength truly just doubled!
Clinton didn’t speculate about it, the suspense would kill him, not when he had an easy way to confirm.
Without hesitation, he crosschecked with the miserable undead system again, accessing his user status.
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{Welcome to the Miserable Undead System!}
{Host: Donald Clinton}
{Special System Abilities: Corrupted- Locked}
>You only have access to the basic identification abilities of the cursed Miserable Undead System<
{Host Status:}
Race: Mid-tier Skeleton
Level: 3
Class: Classless
{Utility Class: Weapon Craftsman}
Attributes:
STR- 1.0
VIT- 1.4
SPE- 0.5
MIN- 0.6
{You have 0.5 free attribute points!}
Health Points (HP): 3/3
{Skills: Bone Assembling}
{Passive Skill: Calma; Vampire}
{Special Skills: None}
{Magic Skills: None}
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{Weapons: Wooden Spear}
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{Remark: A befitting form for a miserable womanizer and arrogant prick! You will die the final death soon enough!}
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“…”
“…”
“…..!”
Clinton’s skeleton jaws hanged open in shock.
‘F*ck! The free attribute points really can be assigned to my attributes!’
‘F*ckkkk!’
‘F*ck! I definitely didn’t see that coming!’
At this moment, Clinton felt on top of the world as the realization and implications of what he just discovered settled in his head.
‘Does that mean, with enough free attribute points, I can continue getting stronger infinitely?’
At this moment, he felt like bursting into maniacal laughter like a villain. It would be so fitting for his current situation.
And then, he started thinking ahead.
‘These free attribute points, how do I get more of them?’
‘I got my first free attribute points by unlocking a utility class,’ he rubbed his skeleton chin in deep thought. ‘Can I unlock more utility classes?’
‘Are there even more utility classes? Surely, there should be others, right?’
‘Besides, getting utility classes, is that the only way to get free attribute points?’
At this moment, Clinton’s head geared into overdrive as he thought up numerous scenarios similar to unlocking a utility class where he could theoretically get free attribute points from.
In the end though, he managed to get over his excitement and calmed down.
It was after he calmed down that he remembered something, he remembered that he still had 0.5 unused free attribute points.
Clinton was overjoyed.
At this moment, he wanted nothing more than to go outside out of his hideout under the roots of the tree to test out his new strength but he managed to curb his excesses.
‘The free attribute points are priceless; I need to use them wisely’.
Despite how valuable the free attribute points were, in the end, Clinton had no intentions of hoarding them.
He needed power, and this was an easy way to get power.
He was definitely going to use them.
The question was, which of his attributes should he use the remaining 0.5 free attribute points on?
‘After leveling up, my attributes increase at intervals, including the vitality attribute yet my health points didn’t increase with this’.
‘I guess this means that my vitality attribute does not affect my health points, I think it affects my defense instead’.
‘Higher defense should mean lesser damage from enemy attacks which would safeguard my health points better and in extension my life’.
‘Increasing the speed attribute should increase my combat power too’.
‘Increasing my mind attribute, I don’t concretely know its benefits yet’.
After analyzing all 4 of his attributes, deliberating on which one to channel the remaining free attribute points to, Clinton fell into a dilemma but it didn’t linger for long. He soon arrived at an analysis.
‘I need to survive, and to survive, I need power’.
‘Power directly correlates to my strength attribute. But 100 power and 0 defense won’t mean much when I meet an opponent as strong as I am’.
‘Strength and defense, I need to strike a balance between them’.
‘Afterall, my defense is what enabled me to outlast these monsters while fighting against them’.
And with that, he arrived at his decision.
***
{0.3 free attribute points have been assigned to the strength attribute!}
{0.2 free attribute points have been assigned to the vitality attribute!}
{You have 0 free attribute points remaining!}
…
Attributes:
STR- 1.3
VIT- 1.6
SPE- 0.5
MIN- 0.6
***
Compared to just minutes ago, at this moment, Clinton felt vastly more powerful. Deciding to use his head was indeed the right decision.
More than satisfied, Clinton no longer wasted time as he was already exhausted. A few seconds later, he fell into the cool embrace of sleep.
Hours later, Clinton woke up again refreshed.
Immediately after waking up, he crawled out of the roots of the decaying tree and after reassembling his skeleton body, he could feel his increased raw strength better.
Clinton grinned. ‘It feels good to make my power grow’.
And then, focusing on the materials that he already procured before time, he started project creating his 3rd type of weapon, a bow and arrow.
This time, Clinton spent over an hour on the project.
Creating a bow and arrow was far harder than he expected.
Another 30 minutes later, a glum skeleton stared at the bow before him that seemed to be suffering from some chronic disease even as the miserable undead system lit up the next moment with a notification.
***
{Your attempts to craft a low-tier bow has failed!}
***
***{Your attempts to craft a low-tier bow has failed!}***A good hour and thirty minutes were just wasted but Clinton was not disheartened, this only made him verify his observations about this world again.From the onset, he was never good at crafting bows to begin with.Crafting a Wooden Spear and a Wooden Dagger compared to crafting a bow was a whole other level of complexity.For the first 2, any random hunter could do it but the same could not be said for a bow, it was much different.If somehow, the miserable undead system registered it that he successfully created a low-tier bow, he would have been suspicious about the true intentions of the cursed system since then, that would be the system helping him already.Clinton may have lived in the countryside with his grandmom for a time but that was it, he only had basic knowledge of the wild and some experiences due to his adventurous nature.Clinton may have seen the local hunters use bow and arrows to hunt a few times but this
Before Clinton pounced on the Green Goblins, there was a little problem.Clinton was just one human skeleton with 2 bony hands and 2 bony legs. There was no way that he could carry 10 Wooden Spears and 9 Wooden Daggers around this decaying forest while hunting for prey.This dilemma came once he got set to embark on his raid across this forest.The skeleton sighed. “In one of those manga that I remember reading, in situations like this, the main character’s system is supposed to have something like an inventory to store weapons, right?”“Where the f*ck is my own inventory?” The skeleton grimaced.At this moment, Clinton could either ascribe this oversight of his system to the fact that his system was simply defective or due to the fact of its name, it was just a miserable undead system.‘It’s probably that ugly angel that caused this through her curse, right?’ Thinking of the angel, Clinton only felt hatred simmer in his heart.In the end, he had to improvise.For his first official h
***{You have killed a level 3 Green Goblin!}{You gained XP!}…{You have killed a level 2 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 2 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}***In 3 minutes, Clinton made short work of the pack of Green Goblins.After killing their two level 3 leaders first, the others panicked and, in that time, he was able to kill two of the level 2 Green Goblins easily.In the end, spooked, the last Green Goblin of this pack was able to escape death as turning without shame, it ran and escaped at astonishing speed.In 3 short minutes, Clinton just destroyed a level 3 pack of Green Goblins.Clinton raised his right skeleton hand holding one of his Wooden Daggers and looked at it. “Hehehe,” he chuckled which only sounded eerie when coming from a skeleton. “I truly am growing stronger”.Before now, he was scared to even take on a single level 3 Green Goblin in battle but after spending his free attribute points and crafting weapons, killing multiple lev
***{CRITICAL HIT!}{Your enemy used a skill on you: Might Punch!]{You have received +2.2 damage!}{HP: 0.3/3}***Clinton was rattled to the very depths of his being.‘0.3 HP remaining?!!!’‘What the f*ck!’Clinton abandoned his weapons, running for his life without shame but even this was not enough as his enemy went in pursuit.The Stone Ogre was adamant in taking his life.“F*cking Christ!” Clinton cursed.“I swear I’m going to kill you!”Despite his words of bravado at this moment though, Clinton felt like his heart was right in his throat if he had one, beating rapidly in crazy rhythms.At this moment, Clinton felt the threat of death again vividly just like he felt during his first encounter after reincarnating into this world against the Holy Knights. He felt like a pig on the slaughterhouse before the Butcher.And at this moment, the Stone Ogre was the Butcher.Thud! Thud! Thud!The Stone Ogre pursued relentlessly.And for a moment, Clinton finally started regretting past de
***{Your crafted weapon, Wooden Spear has been destroyed!}***‘F*ck!’Despite the sharp pang of pain that Clinton felt in his skeleton chest and despite cursing, he did not waste a single moment as that Wooden Spear was smashed into pieces by the Stone Ogre.Despite just losing a weapon that he spent so much time and love crafting, at this moment, his 0.3 health points were what dominated Clinton’s mind.Saving his life was what dominated his mind.This was why as the Stone Ogre smashed the wooden spear to pieces with its powerful arms, its red eyes glowing with fury, Clinton finally saw a weakness.He saw a weakness because he was perceptive enough.During his preparations to go for his raid across the decaying forest, Clinton crafted 19 weapons; 10 Wooden Spears and 9 Wooden Daggers.For his first hunt, he took 2 Wooden Daggers and 3 Wooden Spears with him.The deadly encounter against this Stone Ogre though made him lose all his weapons that he originally took out for his hunt an
Badump! Badump!Clinton was a skeleton; he was supposed to have no heart.But at this moment, as he finally got a moment of reprieve for the first time in like forever as reward for his efforts and determination, he hallucinated.Clinton could hear something like a heart rapidly beating in his mind.If he was still a human, at this moment, he would be hyperventilating.This feeling made him remember one of the closest competitive races of his life in the track in his previous life when he went up against one of his fastest opponents ever, a prodigy who once represented an opponent school.‘D-did I do it?!’ Clinton thought incredulously, unable to believe it, but then…Thud!The Stone Ogre collapsed; it was dead.This was all the evidence that he needed.He killed it.Somehow, against all odds that were against him, Clinton managed to rise from the ashes of death to kill this formidable level 3 monster.0.1 HP…, that was how much of his vitality was left at the end.That low, even a me
***{0.6 free attribute points have been assigned to the speed attribute!}{0.5 free attribute points have been assigned to the vitality attribute!}{0.9 free attribute points have been assigned to the strength attribute!}{You have 0 free attribute points remaining!}…Attributes:STR- 2.3VIT- 2.1SPE- 1.1MIN- 0.6***In one go, Clinton made his strength attribute his strongest attribute.After the intense battle against the Stone Ogre, Clinton learned a few things.First was the importance of the speed attribute. Against the much larger Stone Ogre, it was exposed to him how glaringly lacking his speed attribute was and how much it could contribute to victory in battle.By now, he already confirmed that the speed attribute did not just affect his running speed but his body coordination and reaction speed in battle.A high speed attribute was vital for him to win battles.If he had all the strength in the world but without the speed to hit his opponents accurately, it would inevitab
***{You have killed a level 4 Stone Ogre!}{You gained XP!}***Clinton managed to kill his first level 4 monster and soon enough, he learned one of the major differences between high-leveled monsters and lower-leveled ones in the decaying forest.Unlike the level 3 monsters and lower-leveled monsters that would respawn into this forest after mere hours of being killed, it took a full day, 24 hours for a level 4 monster to be respawned.Apart from the Gate Guardian of this level of the dungeon, after his exploration, Clinton was able to establish the number of high-leveled monsters.In the decaying forest, apart from the Gate Guardian, there were five level 5 monsters. A single level 5 Green Goblin, another level 5 Undead Tree, but three different level 5 Stone Ogres.Only in the highest level of this part of the dungeon did the Stone Ogres have the numbers superiority.This was likely because of their bloodline superiority.Compared to the other monster species, the Stone Ogres had
***{Warning! You have encountered a powerful enemy!}{You have encountered a level 5 apex predator of the decaying forest: Ancient Undead Tree!}…{You have killed a level 5 Ancient Undead Tree!}{You have gained XP!}{You have sucked health points!}***Like a hurricane, Clinton with his new weapons went on a rampage in the decaying forest, targeting the apex predators of this ancient forest.The battle against the Ancient Undead Tree was not much different from his encounter with the Lord of the Green Goblins.The only difference was that the Ancient Undead Tree had much more health points than the Green Goblin and its body was much more massive, giving it time to flex most of its power.In the end, what Clinton got was a weapon, not an armor.He could deal devastating damage now did not mean he got inviolable defense with it. One hit from the level 5 apex predators could still leave him on the brink of death, this was why he was extra careful.Even more with an opponent like an un
~__________~{Welcome to the Miserable Undead System!}{Host: Donald Clinton}{Special System Abilities: Corrupted- Locked}>You only have access to the basic identification abilities of the cursed Miserable Undead System<{Host Status:}Race: High-tier SkeletonLevel: 5Class: Spear Master{Utility Class: Weapon Craftsman}{Sub Class: Master of Daggers}Attributes:STR- 3.5VIT- 2.8SPE- 1.8MIN- 0.8Health Points (HP): 7/7{Skills: Bone Assembling; Spear Thrust; Silent Slice; Accurate Throw}{Passive Skill: Calma; Vampire}{Special Skills: None}{Magic Skills: None}…{Weapons: Magedon, Light Slayer}…{Titles: Hell Slayer}…{Remark: A suddenly not so befitting form for a miserable womanizer and arrogant prick. Don’t raise your hopes up though, you will still die the final death soon enough!}~________~Charging out of the cave of the level 5 Stone Ogre, the first thing that Clinton did was to check on his system status again to reconfirm certain details for the plan he had in his
***{You have activated active skill: Spear Thrust!}***In one smooth motion after shrugging off the grasp of the humans, the skinny skeleton thrust forward at the wall with the suddenly shiny bone in his hand.His hand thrust with so much force that a mini sonic boom was induced.The bone was no spear but at this moment, Clinton was able to wield it like one.The bone hit the wall, and then…KABOOM!Force was transferred, and the wall collapsed.“…”“…”“…..!”Clinton’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he saw the scene that suddenly played out before his eyes as his current reality.‘H-how? What the f*ck!’‘Did I just do that?!’‘Did I just tear down the walls of this cave with a single strike?’The mere thought of it sent tingling feelings of excitement through his bones.This was no simple achievement.Afterall, this was not any cave in the decaying forest. This cave was the home and lair of one of the most destructive and sturdy existences in the decaying forest, a level
Beep!***{Congratulations! You have crafted a high-tier weapon of the mythical rank: ???}{High-tier weapon, ??? has been imbued with a passive skill: Corrosion!}>Corrosion: The source of this weapon is the bone of a Doom Knight who was a master of deathly corrosion. The corrosive powers in this bone have been awakened and when used to attack an opponent, it inflicts the opponent with high-tier corrosionParalysis: Paralysis was one of the main powers of Magedon, the Doom Knight. These powers have been inherited by his bone. When attacking an opponent, there is a 15% chance of triggering paralysisWhen activated, by sacrificing your stamina depending on the distance where the weapon will be thrown, you can activate teleportation, making the weapon appear in yo
‘Huh? How am I even supposed to do this?’While Clinton asked this question in his mind, the Stone Ogre who was frustrated to see that it was not crushing the tiny creatures before it suddenly jumped, hitting the roof of this cave then it came crashing back down with force.It hit the ground with devastating force, then…KABOOM!…Earthquake Stomp!Hitting the humans with one of its trademark active skills, this powerful Stone Ogre caused a literal earthquake as the humans staggered.Watching the tiny creatures stagger disorderly, some even panicking, the Stone Ogre’s eyes gleamed deviously as it chomped down with its sharp stone teeth at one of the humans.But at the last moment, a dagger crossed its path.Clang!The clear ringing sound of 2 hard objects colliding reverberated.It was the level 12 human.In the world of this dungeon, to combat the powerful beasts, humans evolved, awakening different powers under myriad classes.Some awakened as mage classes, others as assassin classes
In the decaying forest, what were Stone Ogres?Stone Ogres were the most terrible of the 3 types of monsters that took the first level of this dungeon, the decaying forest as their home.The Green Goblins were the weakest, their main weaknesses being their vulnerable skin and weak strength.It was why they hurdled together in the biggest packs.The Undead Trees had tough hides but this was undone by their blatant weakness to fire. With fire, they become vulnerable.As for the Stone Ogres though, they were the real OGs of the decaying forest.They had stone skin as tough as nails. They were slow, but their impenetrable defense more than made up for it.They were literal tanks.Of the 3 types of monsters in the decaying forest, the Stone Ogres were the only types brave enough to move alone around this forest, even the lower-leveled ones. They were scared of no one.In a way, they were the apex predators of the decaying forest.And right now, Clinton was now hiding in the lair of one of
Beep!***{You have killed a level 3 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 3 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 3 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 4 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have triggered passive skill: Vampire!}{You have sucked +1.3 health points!}{HP: 2.9/7}***Due to his higher level than the monsters that he went after, Clinton’s efficiency in regaining his health points was expectedly slow but he was not deterred by this fact.The higher leveled he was from a monster, the less health points he could suck from killing it.But this only motivated him to kill even faster with more ruthless intent.Clinton went back to the world of light with only a fraction of his total crafted weapons. Though he carried the best of the best with him there, he still had a stockpile of weapons in his safehouses under a mound of sand.After losing his best weapons, he now set his sight on the reserve.Rush
“He’s still alive”.“He’s there”.Clinton raised his head and saw… humans.He raised his head right in time to notice one of the more overenthusiastic humans reveal his head past the boundary of the world of light into the slope, into the boundary of the decaying forest only to be affected by a strange dark power.This power seemed to have rotting properties.“Ahhh!”The young human who seemed inexperienced immediately grabbed his face in horror as the other humans reacted.“You fool, stand still!”Clinton recognized that human. It was the lady among the first 3 humans he met in this world that was a mage.Raising her staff up, she spoke a word as green light left her staff, coalescing on the face of the other human as the strange dark power was expelled.His skin that also started being eroded by the dark power was healed.‘Healing magic’. Clinton deduced immediately. ‘But why?’Thinking deeper into it, he understood. ‘Humans are not allowed in the world of darkness?’He was puzzled
Clinton was subjected to the greatest reality check of his 18 years of existence.For the first time in his life, he was made to understand that he was nobody.For the first time in his life, he was made to understand where he stood in the grand scheme of things.He was made to understand that he was just a cog in the grand wheel of existence, a cog that could be rejected and discarded at wheel.For the first time in his life, he felt ugly.For the first time in his life, he understood rejection.All these were things and emotions that Clinton had never experienced in his 18 years of existence before now and as expected, experiencing it was draining.“Uhh,” Clinton groaned as his hollow eyes looked at the gloomy skies of this forest. “Now would be a good time to end it all, right?”As soon as he muttered that, he let the seed of thought generate in his head, watered by his emotions as it blossomed into a sapling and then a big tree.The idea of committing suicide was getting more prom