The goblin chieftain’s scream nearly deafened Kyle as he ran through the woods. He could feel the ground tremble beneath his feet as the creature chased him among the trees. Kyle’s gaze leapt around, he scoured his surroundings as he hopped over the thick, tangled roots of the trees.
Thankfully, most trees here were pine trees. They had thick, sturdy trunks, and planet of strong branches. Once he found a tree suitable to his needs, he slowed his steps.
“Hey, slowpoke!” He shouted again to make sure the goblin chieftain’s attention was still on him and waited for it to approach. There was no space for the chieftain to charge at him at a straight line, the trees would block him every few steps, so the creature just walked towards him menacingly, holding the metal tower shield.
Kyle shot a quick glance at the tree behind him over his shoulder. This had to work!...right?
As soon as the creature was close enough, he stuck his tongue out, and mocked it some more. The creature’s green face twisted with emotion. It shouted something in goblin and grabbed the tower shield with both hands before swinging it like an axe.
Kyle threw himself aside just in time. The metal shield passed over his head, hitting the tree with a loud crash. He quickly got back on his feet as the goblin chieftain tried to pry the shield off of the thick, sturdy tree trunk.
Kyle ran around the creature, blade in hand, and swung with all his might. Alarming creaks sounded as the creature continued pulling at the stuck metal shield. It didn’t seem to care too much about Kyle, or his attacks.
To be completely honest, it was quite… humiliating, for lack of a better word. Like the creature didn’t even see Kyle as a threat. Like he couldn’t ever harm it. Annoyed by that though, Kyle stepped back and took one of these precious moments to ponder.
The A.I. in this game was surprising, good, the NPC’s – enemies, neutrals and allies alike – were quite smart, and their threat detection worked near flawlessly. If the goblin chieftain didn’t consider him a threat, then with his current equipment, it wasn’t too likely that he would be able to do any real harm to it.
So, what could he do?
The first answer that came to his mind was the obvious one: get better equipment. But he couldn’t just up and leave now, and even if he did, without enough experience, he wouldn’t be able to gain much strength anyways.
The second answer was the slightly more obscure one, though it was quite an easy solution, all things considered. To use the environment against his opponent. Easy, he thought as the idea solidified in his mind.
He ran around the goblin chieftain and circled around the tree. He stopped when he reached the unharmed side of the trunk. He could still see the goblin chieftain struggling, trying to free its shield from the sturdy tree trunk.
Kyle took a deep breath, then raised his leg and kicked the tree with all his might. A loud creak sounded at first, but nothing more happened. Disappointed that his climactic moment of kicking a tree over an elite enemy such as the goblin chieftain didn’t happen, Kyle pursed his lips, and kicked the tree again, with a pout. “Come on!”
This time, the creak sounded for longer, and the tall, large tree waddled back and forth. It was getting more and more unsteady. Kyle prepared to kick it again. As he raised his leg, the chieftain suddenly let out an alarmingly victorious sounding cry and freed his shield from the tree trunk.
Immediately following his victory cry, the tree let out an ear piercing creak. Kyle’s eyes widened as the tree slowly toppled over. He closed his eyes as it fell on the goblin chieftain with a disgusting crack.
“Ugh,” He muttered, as he noticed the impaled creature’s corpse. “So much for looting that one.” Nothing could make him approach the disgusting, crushed, impaled, bloody mess of a corpse.
‘Level up:
Kyle – Lv. 20 Unclassed
INT 10 | WIS 10 | DEX 10 | STR 10 | CON 10’
‘Class Options Unlocked’
‘You may choose a class at any time. Beware: Your character will be locked into the chosen class until your total level reaches 50. At that time, you may choose a secondary class.’
Kyle’s eyes widened. “Finally!” He exclaimed with joy. But now wasn’t the best time or place to choose a class. Once they were defeated fully, monster camps would begin to repopulate within a quarter of an hour. He needed to go get whatever loot he could, and return home, or to Cacophus’ lair.
He was about to turn his back to the fallen tree and crushed goblin chieftain when he noticed the large tower shield laying on the ground, off to the side. His eyes widened once more. “Jackpot!” He said with a huge grin on his face. He snatched the shield and placed it in his inventory.
He sure didn’t intend to become a tank type character, but a shield as powerful as this could sell for plenty of gold, or even some premium currency, perhaps. That is, if he could convince a player that he wasn’t a hidden boss.
He hurried back to the camp, quickly searched the dead goblins, the tents, and the general area around the place, only to find a grand total of two gold pieces and a whole lot of useless, crooked arrows. He tossed the arrows aside, took the gold and hurried away from here.
By the time he reached the Lich’s cave, he still hadn’t decided what he wanted to pick as his first class. Now, classes and levels worked somewhat differently in this game, then it did in most other MMO’s.
“YOU’VE GROWN IN POWER!” The Lich’s voice echoed in his mind as soon as he stepped through the doors that led to the room that once was his boss room. It was more of a study now. “GOOD, NOW YOU HAVE THE POTENTIAL OF A MAGE!”
Magic… Kyle’s eyes glimmered. That was exactly what he wanted.
“Tell me more!”
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‘Kyle – Lv. 20 Unclassed INT 10 | WIS 10 | DEX 10 | STR 10 | CON 10 Available Points: 20 Achievements: Lich Killer Player Kills: 6 Glory: 30 Key Items: -Cacophus' Phylactery Special Quests: -Cacophus' Plea -The Dying Orchard Inventory: - 2 Gold pieces - Cast Metal Shield (Unidentified) [+10 DEF]’ The more he stared at his stats panel, the more indecisive he felt. What if he didn’t like whatever stat he chose? He would need to wait for at least thirty more levels before he could pick a second class. “NECRO
Kyle prepared himself for a long, drawn out, and ultimately meaningless discussion. These were elves after all, they weren’t known to be the fastest at making impactful decisions. But no, just like everything else in this game, the elves proved him wrong. The process of ‘convening’, consisted of a handful of elves listening to their leader’s quick explanation, nodding, and urging him to go ahead. It was so fast that Kyle hadn’t even gotten the chance to sit down somewhere. The elven leader then applied the contents of the vial onto the tree roots, then stepped back and watched as the sickly white lines on the tree seemed to become tainted by something black. “We shall see whether this works or not.” The elven leader muttered. The other elves nodded, and once again disappeared in the greenery as quickly as they first came. “I hope it does,” Kyle said with a light-hearted chuckle. “Um, is there anything else I can help you with?” He fished for a quest.
The smell of smoke and ash filled his nostrils. Kyle dashed past the last few trees in his path, and immediately looked downhill, to where the pillar of smoke was rising from. His heart sank as the view stretched before him. His wooden house was no more. The last few remaining logs were still burning hot, and ash had covered the ground around the ruined house. A group of people were standing there, watching the last few dying flames as they consumed what was left of the house. “No…” Kyle whispered, his mind in chaos. Why? Why would anyone come and burn his house down? He’d never hurt anyone, not willingly. He’d left the players well alone ever since he’d gotten stuck in this game, and with the exception of that dumb Knight, they hadn’t even been aware of his presence. So then why? Why would they do this? Why would they destroy his home? He collapsed on his knees as he pressed his hand against his mouth. He couldn’t scream, he couldn’t yell at
He couldn’t sleep. No matter how much he tried, he simply couldn’t convince his body to relax, and his mind to let go of his worries for a short while. It just didn’t seem to work. He lay on the soft fur bed, staring at the rocky ceiling, wide awake. The lingering smell of smoke was still fresh in his mind, so were the words of the players who were on the hunt for him. All because of that stupid knight. He felt as if his life had suddenly been turned upside down. Why had this caused more alarm for him than being stuck in this game had? He let out a deep sigh. He didn’t think he would be able to sleep today. At least, he thought to himself, they hadn’t found Cacophus’ cave. At least he was safe for now, and so was the Lich. He wondered what would happen were the Lich to be killed. Since the phylactery was in Kyle’s inventory, he wouldn’t die permanently, right? Truth is, there was no way to know that. Aside from giving i
About a second passed in silence before Kyle let out a cry. “For god’s sake, I’m NOT A BOSS!” His shouting was probably loud enough to be heard from all the way at the base of the hill. “I’m a player!” He felt the blade pressing against his neck move slightly as the owner of the hand holding it flinched. “You can’t trick me,” The woman said, though he could already hear it in her voice: Doubt. “I can prove it!” He cried out, hurryingly opening his stats panel. ‘Kyle – Lv. 20 Unclassed INT 10 | WIS 10 | DEX 10 | STR 10 | CON 10 Available Points: 20 Achievements: Lich Killer Player Kills: 6 Glory: 30’ “You can see this, right?” He asked in a hurry as the woman’s hand, and thus, the blade, moved further away from his throat. The hand on his neck let go of him, and he quickly backed off, and turned to face h
Kyle took a sharp breath as Igna unsheathed her blade. He considered trying to fight her, but not more than a split second of consideration was needed to figure our what a terrible idea that was. So, he turned around, and dashed in the opposite direction. Now, bounties worked a certain way: A player bounty was temporary. At most, they lasted for seventy two ours, as in, three days. For this one, Kyle had noticed a timer when Igna showed the interface to him. It had just eight hours left. That meant two things: Kyle had a slight chance of escaping, and Igna was in a hurry to kill him. As he dashed uphill, he forced himself to think. Hiding in Cacophus’ cave was not a viable option. Igna wielded the power of the sun god after all. She probably could defeat the Lich in just a couple of hits. Running towards the elves also seemed like a fairly bad idea. He had barely gotten them to accept him as an outsider. If he brought an angry woman with a fla
His mad dash soon came to a screeching halt as he arrived at the peak of the mountain. Strong winds blew all around him as he stepped into a large crater atop the mountain. “Ran out of places to escape?” Igna shouted as she approached. Kyle gulped and quickly tried to put some distance between them. “Not exactly,” he muttered as he stepped closer to the centre of the crater. This place had all the signs of a boss arena. Now, things were mostly up to luck: What kind of boss would appear, and how could he take advantage of it? Those were what would seal his fate now. “I can’t convince you not to kill me, can I?” Kyle asked as Igna stepped onto the charred surface of the crater. She paused, looked around, then smirked. “Nah, I doubt it.” She said, tightening her grasp on the hilt of her blade. “I do like the venue though, that run up the mountain wasn’t a waste!” Her upbeat voice almost made Kyle forget the danger he
The boss kept wailing on Igna. His scythe moved quickly and decisively, forcing her to either back off constantly, or block his attacks and take chip damage every time. If she had the chance to go on the offensive, Kyle was more than sure that she would deplete the boss’ health bar very quickly, but as things stood, she simply didn’t have that opportunity. Not while the boss was solely focused on her. He glanced towards the entrance of the crater, could he leave at all? No, there it was, the rippling, misty effect in the air all around them. As usual, the boss arena would become sealed off once all players had entered, and it wouldn’t let anyone leave until either the boss, or the players were defeated. Kyle gulped. He did not want to be left alone here with the boss. He needed to help her, and then hopefully get her to believe him. Grasping the hilt of his blade tightly, he dashed to the armoured boss, and hit his back with all his strength. A ‘clang