“How's the hunt?” Erica asked the remaining members of the cohort that just arrived into the cave. “Futile. There are almost no animals or game in these woods.” Matt responded with frustration as he dismissed his shotgun construct, causing it to dissipate in a digital glitch-like manner. “Yeah, the forest was quite peaceful asides the occasional chirping of crickets and you know, normal forest ambiance.” Chuck added succinctly as he sat on a small rock and heaved a breath of relief. Chuck and Matt had gone out to search for food for the rest of the cohort while Maric and Mr. Baker went out to confirm where they were. “Nothing like I've seen before Eric.” Mr. Baker shook his head and sat down as he began recounting his scouting experience alongside Maric. Apparently they had gotten to land after the glacier and ocean current brought them here. And they got to this place on a misty night at the edge of a rocky cliff. “The forest on this part is quite normal, if I do say so myself.
“Is that supposed to even be possible? It hasn't even been a week.” Matt said with utter surprise. “Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for you, sincerely.” He quickly added and smiled. “So which one did you get?” “How about we let it be a surprise for you all. We haven't really consolidated our abilities ever since we were chased into the rift by that monster.” Eric stated with a soft smile and a raised finger. Everyone looked at Eric with suspicion and Nelson shook his head and sighed. “What do you have in mind, fodder?” He asked his friend. “I thought you said you wouldn't call him fodder again.” Chuck glanced at Nelson with a raised eyebrow. Nelson shot him a mean look causing Chuck to withdraw his gaze with a wry smile. “I propose that we have a free for all match, an all out duel with each other or some kind of capture the flag game with our powers being used.” Eric answered him with a smile. “What do you think? It's a way to let loose before something serious occurs again.” “I
The following day came very fast and they were all gathered at the mouth of the cave, all around Eric. “Let's not forget that there will be opportunities for duels and gangbangs in this event so it'll test your prowess and how well you know how to use your abilities. Afterall, everyone here is a pinnacle entity of the Awakened class.” Eric started addressing his people. “I'm counting on that duel of a thing. ‘Tis one of the reasons I'm doing this in the first place.” Nelson said with a smirk. “Of course it is.” Chuck mumbled under his breath with a somewhat exasperated expression. “Oh don't worry, Chuck. You're not my prime prey, you're just the subsidiary prey.” Nelson said, comforting him. “Doesn't matter, Eric warned us not to underestimate anyone though. I pray you underestimate me, Nelson.” Chuck said as his face adopted a soft yet grim smile. “You'd be in for a surprise too.” After he said this, he chuckled darkly for a few moments, garnering several looks from the te
Matt, after dumping frag grenades into the forest haphazardly, proceeded to conjure several clones of himself and clad them all in a protective and flexible armour. Each clone wielded a futuristic rifle and they all numbered up to seven excluding the main body. One of the rewards he received from the system after the rift expedition was a Trait evolution from Armament Creation to Digital Constructs. This not only allowed him to conjure up otherworldly futuristic weapons but also digital clones, armours, shields and basically anything else. He's limited by his own imagination and mana reserves. The best thing about it was that mana wasn't expended to maintain his constructs. He only consumed mana when creating or fixing his constructs as the very existence of those constructs were free of charge. If he happened to dismiss any of his construct or if they happen to be destroyed, he will receive half or a quarter of the mana used to conjure that construct respectively. “I'm going to ne
Eric threw his bag on the bed and locked the door behind him. He was looking very homeless despite the fact that he had a home.His brown hair was all sticky and slimy from an unknown substance that had stained it.He ran his fingers through his hair and made a disgusted expression.‘I swear Nelson is going to get what's coming to him for real. My hair's a huge mess now. Tch!’ He was very distraught about it as he mumbled on his way to the bathroom.Soon after, he was done and his hair was all fixed and fresh. He had a towel wrapped around his waist as he picked up his phone and saw that he had three new messages;Matt Baker: You're free now? Let's play. Just a few more XP and we'll have a chance at world championships.Chuck Fierro: Y'all will have to carry me tho. I still can't use this weapon well. Level too low.Matt Baker: Tag @Eric_Jason, he'll carry us. Hehe.…Eric smiled softly and began typing;“Let's rank up boys. This Titan medal will belong to us. Let's voice chat in Pis
It was dusk in the city of New York and the skies were clear. People were returning to their respective homes and several creatures returned to their nests and homes.Meanwhile, on top of a very tall skyscraper, a mildly chubby man in a hooded cloak was seen conversing with what seems to be a wisp of darkness. The wisp emanated a terrifyingly strong presence that made certain debris float midair as though gravity didn't exist in that area.“Are all the preparations done?” A guttural voice escaped the wisp, sounding like a beast's growl and metal sharpening against metal or stone.“Yes your majesty. The runes and the arrays are in their respective positions as you've commanded. All that is needed now is your power, my lord.” The cloaked man replied in a submissive position, a knee bent and his head bent low.“Very well. Let this plane of existence be a part of the ‘other realm' with this awakening.” The wisp replied, satisfaction evident in its deadly voice.“Activate the runes, I'll r
[An Awakened grade 9, Lesser Demon Imp, has set its sights on you. Survive!]The usually blue holographic screen was now blaring red in front of Eric. He tried his possible best to keep his breathing calm as his eyes darted towards the red creature at the very end of the stairs. The creature wasn't moving but it kept looking at them with mad scrutiny, frenzy and chaos burning inside of its red pupils like flames inside of coal.Eric clutched the crowbar tightly and clenched his jaws causing it to be more pronounced. A blue holographic screen appeared before him as he did so.…[__Equipped Item__]Item Name: Crowbar.Type: Weapon.Item Description: A normal human crowbar.Class: Mundane.Grade: 9Attack Damage: 5Critical Damage: 15 (1% chance)Durability: 148/150Enchantments: None.…‘Huh. Interesting.’Eric was quickly shaken from his thoughts as the purring little red devil shrieked and lunged at him, bloodlust evident in its eyes.Eric didn't lag as well as he parried the blow of
In a particular bedroom, everything was in disarray with slash marks marring everything in sight. Everything in the room was destroyed, blood pools were on the ground, blood splatter could be seen on the wall.Lying on the ground was none other than Nelson Makker, breathing heavily and bleeding profusely. He had lost his left arm from the elbow down. There was an elaborate slash mark on his chest so severe his ribs were partly visible. He had severe lacerations on his thighs and a large chunk of meat missing from his right calf. He also had a hole through his right wrist and charred knuckles.Despite all these, he was still alive and he was looking at several holographic screens in front of his face;[HP: 2/100][You have received 100 coins for slaying a Grade 9, Lesser Demon Imp.][You have leveled up][You have been rewarded, check inventory for rewards.][You have received a bonus reward for slaying the Lesser Demon Imp with your bare hands, check inventory for reward.]His eyes we