Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.
As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last."I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting."I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?"Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia."Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life."As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."Ethan's consciousness flickered into awareness, awakening to a reality that felt both strange and achingly familiar. As his senses slowly sharpened, he found himself standing in a dimly lit hall, the air heavy with a sense of déjà vu that sent shivers down his spine.In his past life, Ethan had been a gamer, one of the best, with skills honed through countless hours of digital battles and virtual conquests. Yet, amidst the accolades and victories, there was always one player who eluded his grasp, one opponent who consistently outmatched him—his big sister.But gaming wasn't the only passion that consumed Ethan's thoughts. There was another, a secret longing that beckoned to him, whispering of worlds beyond the confines of pixels and screens. WAR BOUND: WRITE YOUR DESTINY a massive franchise that made it big in his world. Despite the ups and downs of his life, Ethan had found happiness in the company of his beloved sister, their bond unbreakable even in the face of life's darkest tria
"Gather around, lost souls. You are needed on a grand and dangerous mission to save Verena from the clutches of darkness." Aurelia announced, his voice ringing out with a sense of urgency."I knew it," Jean interrupted, her tone tinged with frustration."You should probably let him finish," Ryota interjected, his attempt to defuse the tension palpable in his voice.Aurelia nodded gratefully at Ryota before continuing, "The Verena continent faces a threat never seen before, and you all have been summoned to their aid."He scanned the room, taking in the varied reactions of his audience, before pressing on. "Half of the world has already been corrupted by the dark lord and his twelve generals of destruction. Your mission is to take up the mantle as summoned warriors and join the fight to stop the dark lord's reign."As Aurelia paused, he could see unease spreading across the faces of those gathered, the weight of their newfound responsibility settling heavily upon their shoulders."Don'
Ethan sauntered back to the group, slipping seamlessly into the midst of his companions. Despite his brief absence, it seemed that no one had noticed he had left them for a while.Meanwhile, Aurelia continued to explain the rules with his trademark calm demeanor, his voice carrying a playful yet sly undertone. "...Once it's your turn, I'll send you to a pocket dimension where you'll be choosing your skills." he explained, his words sparking anticipation among the gathered souls.As the excitement in the room grew palpable, Aurelia's gaze swept over the eager faces before him. "Any skill that gets picked by someone won't be available to others." he added, his tone tinged with a hint of mischief, knowing full well the competitive nature that would soon unfold among the chosen warriors."Excuse me." Ethan interjected, raising his hand to request permission to ask a question."Yes, Ethan, is there a problem?" Aurelia responded, his smile masking a hint of annoyance at the interruption."W
"What's the matter?" Jean asked, her tone tinged with annoyance at the interruption."Well... umm, my luck got restricted, so I basically have zero luck." Ethan explained, his voice heavy with defeat."Yeah right, let me see." Jean requested, disbelief evident in her tone.'I can't show here my awkward stats and skills, but I can't really say no after causing a scene.' Ethan hesitated before recalling, 'Ah, right, the Stat Illusion skill.'[Status Illusion]: Rewrite your stats however you choose. Effective with anyone with a 40-level difference and below.Ethan activated the skill, swiftly altering his stats to appear similar to everyone else's.Jean glanced at his screen and confirmed, "Yep, that's bad, probably karma for trying Aurelia," her mischievous smile evident."Hey, no fair, you did too. Why am I getting punished?" Ethan retorted, already on the defensive."I don't know what you're talking about." Jean smirked, avoiding Ethan's gaze.Ethan wasn't angry, but it did irk him th
'It's been 3 hours and I've used my skill 6 times. Although the skill didn't work on Aurelia.' Ethan mused playfully, a hint of disappointment in his voice. 'Now...' His smile widened. 'Let's see wat you've got for me, Dmitry.' he said, feeling excited. ===== Current Name: Dmitry Sokolov Level: 1 HP: 3 MP: 3 Strength: 3 Agility: 1 Intelligence: 9 Perception: 1 Luck: 185 Skills: - [Blueprint A] - [Gifted Hands A] - [Simulation B] ===== 'Blueprint and Simulation. I'll be needing both. Too bad it has a one week cool down and I probably won't be seeing him for like 6 years after now.' Ethan mused, contemplating his options. [Copying Skill: Simulation B] [Continue? Y/N] 'Hell yeah' he thought to himself. This continued for 7 hours, with Ethan able to copy 13 skills. Since he was the only one left, there was no need to draw straws. Aurelia opened the space for him, and he walked in, feeling confident. Inside the space, Aurelia explained what Ethan needed to do. Ethan rem
In the small town of Lagia, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush greenery, the news of a newborn brought a wave of joy and excitement that swept through the cobblestone streets and timber-framed houses. The air was filled with the melodious tunes of minstrels playing lutes and harps, their music echoing through the narrow alleys and bustling market squares.Vibrant banners and colorful ribbons adorned every corner, fluttering in the gentle breeze as if dancing to the lively rhythm of the festivities. The aroma of freshly baked bread and roasted meats wafted from the open doors of taverns and bakeries, enticing passersby with their savory scent.In the town square, a grand celebration was underway. Tables laden with sumptuous feasts lined the perimeter, groaning under the weight of roasted game, platters of fruits and cheeses, and flagons of frothy ale and spiced wine. Villagers gathered around, chatting merrily and raising their cups in toast to the newborn and his family.Children r
With a sense of accomplishment, Jett proceeded to merge [Holographic Decoy] with [Simulation], resulting in the creation of [Tactical Mirage A]. Satisfied with his progress, he felt the fatigue setting in and decided it was time to rest. Drifting off to sleep.Focused solely on his training, Jett dedicated an entire month to refining his control over his Lumix, undistracted by anything else. By the fourth month, he had mastered the second step of his plan. However, he knew that the final step was the most perilous, requiring precise knowledge of human anatomy to successfully recreate his circulatory system with Lumix. Understanding the importance of this knowledge, Jett resolved to acquire it before proceeding further.As two years passed, Jett found himself able to walk around and converse with others, a significant improvement from his earlier state. Though his stats remained unchanged, he appeared healthier and more robust than children his age.Accustomed to his life as the Lord's
"Don't feel too bad, she only just found out too." Eva offered with a nervous smile, hoping to ease the tension that hung in the air.Jett's unease only deepened at his mother's admission. "That doesn't make it any better. If anything, that's even worse." he replied, his tone laced with uncertainty. "When is she coming?" he asked, trying to push aside his apprehension."She's already here." Eva revealed, her smile widening with anticipation.Jett's eyes widened in surprise at the news. "She's already here?" he repeated, caught off guard by the sudden revelation. "I better go see her."But before he could make a move to leave, his mother intercepted him with a firm hand. "You're not going out there dressed like that young man." she admonished, her gaze sweeping over Jett's disheveled appearance."I'll clean up once I see her." Jett protested, still yawning and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.Eva's expression softened, but her resolve remained unyielding. "And I'll rain lightning on yo
He stretched his hands, and Finn lets go of the spear, but to their surprise, it slipped through his fingers as if it were intangible. An awkward silence hung for a few seconds. "Pftt…" Finn burst into laughter. "Sorry, my bad," he chuckled, unable to contain himself. Red with embarrassment and annoyance, he quickly urged Finn to try again, but Finn disagreed. "C'mon, let me try again," he pleaded, attempting to grasp the spear, but Finn evaded him, dodging every attempt. "Nothing's going to change, just give up," Finn insisted. "I wish I could, but I need to try," he explained, as the notification kept popping up repeatedly. Finally, he managed to grab hold of Finn and slammed him to the ground. He reached for the spear, and to their surprise, he was able to touch it this time. Upon contact, the notification finally changed. [[Throne of Destiny is Reacting to a Fragment]] [[You have Acquired a Fragment]] [[Fragments 1/13]] It felt like a heavy weight had been lifted off his
The air crackled with uncertainty as Jett struggled to grasp his surroundings. A familiar voice, like an echo in the abyss, called out to him, drawing him back from the brink of confusion. "Ethan... Ethan... E..." His name, whispered on the edge of perception, stirred him from his daze. Through the haze of disorientation, he managed to muster a response. "Ember? Is that you?" But the voice faded, leaving him adrift in a sea of emptiness. Questions swirled in his mind, each one more urgent than the last. "Where am I? What is this place?" Jett's voice echoed into the void, unanswered. Then, like a thunderbolt, a harsh voice pierced the silence, cutting through the darkness with its intensity. "You're not him, are you? My successor, what did you do to my successor!?" Jett's confusion deepened. "Who are you? What successor?" he demanded, his voice tinged with unease. Before he could make sense of the situation, a crimson red translucent notification materialized before him,
After conversing with Ray, he convened with the others, exchanging brief words before approaching Elora with a casual demeanor, hinting at his forthcoming claim of the reward. With that, he took his leave. Within the confines of the Emberville estate, Jett roamed the gardens in a state of deep contemplation, his mind dwelling on the events of the recent battle. His thoughts lingered on the strength displayed by his comrades, a testament to their prowess. Yet, amidst their power, Jett recognized the pressing need for his own advancement. "Strength, undeniable strength," he mused inwardly as he treaded silently towards the mansion. His steps were deliberate, avoiding any unnecessary noise until he reached the solace of his chamber. "Now, let's assess my skills and the spoils of battle," he murmured to himself, eager to delve into the rewards that awaited him. ===== Title: Undead Slayer Class: Magic Swordsman Level: 16 HP: 40 MP: 40 Strength: 46 Agility: 55 Intelligence:40 P
"Round two," Ray declared, his voice carrying across the training ground.Elora surged forward with even greater velocity than before. "Luck won't save you this time," she taunted, her strikes devoid of mercy.Finn refrained from launching any offensive maneuvers, adhering to his instructions to hold back even further. He deftly evaded each incoming blow and parried those he couldn't dodge."What's he playing at? He's not even trying to counterattack," Asher remarked, his focus fixated on Finn rather than Elora. "Was it all just luck?""No, it wasn't. You might not have noticed, but he's deliberately restraining himself," Aiden elucidated."Finn holding back against Elora? That's unheard of," Evelina chimed in, joining the conversation."Simply surviving against her for this long is an accomplishment in itself. Now, I'm itching for a spar myself," Matty added, his fists clenching in anticipation.Meanwhile, Ray observed in silence, his gaze fixed on Finn's weapon. An odd sensation was
"Haha, looks like someone needs a lesson," Elora declared, eyeing Jett, who remained expressionless. "When do we start?" she asked, reaching for one of the swords strapped to her back. "Right now. But if you're aiming to win, you better go all out," Jett replied, nodding towards the second sword she carried. Elora's irritation flared at his words, and she turned to Finn. "Blame your friend for what's about to happen to you." Finn felt a chill run down his spine and quickly pulled Jett aside. "What are you doing? Why are you trying to provoke her? And dragging me into it?" "Relax and trust yourself. Trust that weapon you obtained earlier," Jett whispered back. "Believe me." "But can I even win? Her skills are unmatched, even compared to yours," Finn pondered. "You dense fool... did you bother to read the weapon's description?" Jett sighed, disappointed. "Just read it and stop fretting." [Midas Spear EX] [One of the fourteen great weapons forged by the Gods themselves, each imbu
A group of children, all the same age, gathered at a quiet, secluded spot away from the bustling activities. "So, is everyone here?" a voice chimed in, as if conducting a roll call. Among them stood Asher, Cedric, Evelina, and Freya, who had just joined them. "Hey, guys, hope you didn't start the party without us," Evelina broke the silence with her usual flair. "This isn't a game. But I suppose manners were never taught in your household," a blonde girl retorted sharply. "What did you say? Come on, say it again, I dare you," Evelina bristled, clearly irked by the remark. "I'd rather not stoop to your level," the blonde girl replied coolly. "Elora, stop being mean," a boy who bore a striking resemblance to her interjected with a smile. "Let it go, Lina. Elora could wipe the floor with you if she felt like it," Asher attempted to diffuse the tension while subtly reminding her of who she was challenging. "Oh, right, ummm… Finn isn't here though. We couldn't find him anywhere," Ce
Jett's eyes widened as he processed the gravity of his situation. "Oh right, I forgot about that penalty," he muttered, a sheepish grin tugging at his lips as he glanced away. "You forgot something that important?" Finn's voice sliced through the tense air, his anger palpable as he jabbed a finger accusingly at Jett. "How am I supposed to support you or myself?" he lamented, the weight of their situation evident in his defeated tone. Jett merely shrugged, a sarcastic smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Hey, it slipped my mind," he replied casually, though inwardly he acknowledged the gravity of his mistake. He glanced at his status information, seeking solace in any advantage he could find. As he scanned the data, relief flooded him as he spotted a helpful skill. With a breath of relief, he turned his attention back to Finn. "So, how confident are you in your combat power right now?" he inquired, his tone betraying a hint of amusement. Finn shook his head despondently. "Not
[Time Remaining: 00:54:38]"The undead army closed in, leaving Jett with little time to spare. Despite his confidence in his strength, facing hundreds of undying soldiers alone while protecting a lifeless body for 30 minutes was no small feat.As they drew nearer and charged towards him, creating more space between them and Finn. He was ready to utilize every skill in his arsenal to keep them occupied, knowing he had to go all out.[Heavenly Blessing: S]: - 3x Exp bonus - Amplifies all skills accordingly Purifies all Dark attributes and monsters within its area of reach. - Grants Holy attribute and triples the effectiveness of all attributes apart from dark attributes to the user and his allies.- It envelopes the user in a radiant aura, boosting all stats and recovery by 500%, while also granting immunity to status ailments and providing healing over time.- Reduces enemy stats by 300%- Grows with the user.[Duration: 10 minutes][Cooldown: 24 hours]"This skill always gives me g
"Kill your ally? What kind of mission is that?" Finn grumbled, his eyes fixed on the screen before turning to meet Jett's expressionless face. A surge of apprehension coursed through Finn as he tried to gauge Jett's thoughts. "He's not seriously considering killing me, right?" Finn thought, taking a cautious step back."This objective seems... too straightforward," Jett mused, his gaze still locked on the mission details. He noted the incomplete sentence and frowned as the screen displayed, leaving the rest hanging.[Quest Objective: Kill your ally...] [Reward: Force Contract Knowledge]Jett spoke without turning to Finn, his attention fully on the mission at hand. "The objective isn't complete," he pointed out, his voice devoid of emotion."What does that mean? I've never encountered an incomplete quest in WAR BOUND before," Finn admitted, a hint of unease creeping into his tone."That's because you've rarely ventured beyond trading and you also tend to avoid all events, am I wrong?