ALEX'S POV: Perhaps I'm being too carefree here. I know I just took down his minions without any issues but he's going to be a problem for me. Already none of my weapons can be of use... so I have to rely on my skills. 'Stats... ' I triggered my stats tab while taking a faint walk around the room. Even the black Boss started to do the same, flexing his massive hands. He was more than prepared to squash me like a bug. But I was more adamant in looking for a way out of this without getting into a fatal state that I won't be able to recover from. ... [Ding!] [Name: Alexander Reynolds [Host Name: Bryan Blackwood [HP: 300 [MP: 600 [Title: The Crimson Knight [ Str: 17 | Agil: 19 | Int: 22 | Per: 15 [ Skills: [ Active Skills: [ Stealth | MP Cost: 50 | CD: 10 ] ... [ Orion's Shield | MP Cost: 100 | CD 10 ] ... [ Crimson Fist | MP Cost: 300 | CD: 1min ... [ Sun God Kick | MP Cost: 300 | CD: 1min ] ... [ Passive Skills: [ Martial Arts Pro
[ Ding! ] [ Weapon Shop ] Batons — 1000 Gold Sai — 1000 Gold Silver Gauntlets — 1000 Bo Staff — 1500 Golds Broadsword — 1500 Golds Aizen Stilettos — 1500 Golds ... Alex frowned at the array of weapons that were being displayed before him. He didn't quite like them and he didn't seem interested in them. None caught his interest as strolled down and under, he soon scrolled back up to the top and looked carefully till he got to the Aizen Stilettos. "They look promising, and I can't access the information without having the right amount of diamonds in storage to take a look." Alex groaned. He had already tried looking for method's to enhance his previous Weapons but he didn't quite see what he was looking for and he had to result in going through the weapons in the weapon shop. "... Now I'm beginning to wonder if I should have spent all my golds on my Health point and Mana Points so I wouldn't need to worry about anything other than my bad weapons." Alex s
Alex seemed somewhat interested in Whatever that glowing blue platform. But he didn't bother asking as he was more interested in Jason's whereabouts. But he didn't miss a single moment and still glanced at the weapons and vehicles. Just before the conversation began, Alex started to get a pop up notification about the stats of everything that was in the room. "Jason was a former acquaintance of ours as well, he was my best customer back in the days when he arrived in town. A famous mercenary that goes by many names." The man started so long and immediately, Alex devoid himself of his thoughts and listened to the gunsmith. "Only time would tell what kind of man Jason was. At first, I thought he was a man looking to redeem himself someday after all his years of being Merc... but, it got worse." "What happened?" Alex posed a question that the gunsmith would still answer regardless of whether Alex asked or not. "Jason became even worse as time passed. From contracts to
Jason frowned. "What the hell are you talking about?" "Well I don't know, I am just saying that since nothing related to the system applies to you then I don't really give a damn anymore but here's a catch." "What catch?" "This whole little trade fair thingy you got going on here, isn't going to happen, time to wake up to reality." Jason started to laugh. "Do you know what your problem is?" "What?" "You always tend to underestimate your foes... and that's what you are doing currently, you are underestimating my potential that you know zeroes about." Alex gave out a slight chuckle. "Then I am going to use this moment to show you that I'm way different from then, who knows, I might be even better." A loud uproar happens and the two jams into one another and locks their weapons. "I will bring you down, today I will show you I'm better!" Jason beamed as he booted Alex away and dived in to cut his head but Alex swiftly dodges and backflips backwards with a straight
DESIGNATION UNIDENTIFIED: Alex popped into the woods. He was still in his dressing. [Ding!] [You Have Arrived At The Kingdom Ruins] [Mission: Rescue The Witch] Alex heaved a sigh when he saw the notification. "Great, we are finally here, the kingdom of ruins." The kingdom of ruins is a fictional kingdom based on my kingdom you might have seen already, but this kingdom has a different setting unlike the rest. It's ruled by a queen and not a king, there are certain rules and traditions that must be followed in order to maintain the peace of the kingdom. Alex has made his way through the woods, from one end to another. "So now all I have to do is to find Olivia and get out of here, but what exactly is the story here?" Alex asked no one in particular as he walked down the woods. "What's the story on how Olivia got captured, what did she do exactly?" "Hmph, I wish I reincarnate into someone's body so I could get a understanding of the situation I'm currently in...
The kingdom of ruins, brewed by an air of hostility and also bombarded by forces of the unknown. Alex calmly observed the gate, his eyes fixed on the guards whom their keen eyes were also looking ahead as if they were expecting anyone or anything to try and Intrude. "I wonder," Alex started as he reframed from moving any further, "What would happened if I tried to get pass this guards. What exactly do I tell them?" Alex chuckled as he said this and slowly began to move. "I won't know till I move a muscle." Alex steady steps approached the sharp listening ears of the guards who immediately turned to his direction and pointed out their spears at him. His eerie shadow enveloped them, not only did his crazy shadow envelope the guards, it also casted a devilish gaze upon the guards. Two demonic eyes punctured through the shadow and glared at the guards. As if though it was a part of Alex subconscious. "An intruder." The First guard, Captain Thorne protested with his pointed
After cursing him a few more times internally, Liora turned to look at the tavern, and without looking at the placard above, she could already tell its name. “The Broken Shield? Why are we here?” she quizzed with a raised brow. Before Alex could respond—not like he planned to anyway—she quickly added with a slight frown, “Seriously? Beer at this hour? How do you expect to sell your stuff with clear eyes when you're drunk?” For the first time in a while, Alex took a glance at her. In that very moment, he imagined conjuring a big cog and shoving it into her mouth. She was too loud for him. He retracted his gaze without saying a word and made his way up the short flight of stairs that led to the tavern. Liora's brows twitched, but she had no choice than to follow him. Though, at the back of her mind, she strongly fought against disregarding her superior’s orders to escort Alex. She wanted to at least stab him through the leg. By the time she entered the tavern, Alex was alread
The mercenary squeezed his fists, “You're fodder, red eyes. I was only trying to warn you so you wouldn't do anything stupid. But it would seem I would have to beat some sense into you.” Alex couldn't help it at that point. With his head still cocked to the left, he grinned. Slowly unsheathing his axe, the mercenary announced, “By the way, the name's Borg. You should at least know the name of the man that wipes that stupid grin off your face.” Alex stretched his right hand to the side, “Borg… I'll try to remember that.” Space rippled by his right palm, cracking ever so slightly that nether and dark energies leaked out in a very small quantity, creating this red-black bubble of energies. He grabbed something within this bubble and pulled out a long broadsword. The flux of energies was immediately sucked in and space repaired itself. Gently, and with much care, Alex placed the tip of the sword on the floor, sending a slight tremor across the tavern and the surrounding areas. The b