The next morning felt tranquil, my eyes opening to the splendid site of the horizon from my room window.
I thought this day would be different. I was peppy, my attitude well sharpened for the day. I was about slipping out of my cotton sheets, when a sudden system notification ruined all my joy.
My eyes widened, a fear so great gripping my heart, as I identified the dark Status Window.
Dark Status Window: failure to complete six days of quests has drawn the sponsor's attention. Take note there of; to recompense for the incomplete quests of days two to seven, a penalty quest of its equivalence has been issued:
[Dungeon Survival; The Mythic Forest-Rank SS]
[Duration]: 24-Hours
Conditions: In the accordance with the will of the Sponsor, the following have been restricted;
-The use of divinity; Halo Arts
-Alchemical gifts
-The use of weapons containing divinity. Thus, Ragnarok, The Ender of Causality.
By the mercy of the Sponsor, the user is entitled to
-Sword arts- unrestricted
Note: Quest begins in... ...
[3]... ...
[2]... ...
[1]... ...
"Holy!!... ..."
Elsewhere:
A being shrouded by darkness smirks, seated on a throne of pitch black as the being oversees the affairs of the world.
"Let's see what makes you tick, Ayato Ren".
In an unknown forest... ...
Flash!
"Haaah! Sh*t!!"
My day was immediately turned upside down, a peaceful morning turned lack-luster by my current dilemma.
What made it worse... ...
"I'm still in my friggin PJ'S!!! The heck system!!!"
The birds scattered, the forest shookfrom the severity of my shouts and ranting.
I knew I was in danger and needed to be quiet, but my rage was unsupressable. My alchemy was restricted, which meant no magic. My Halo Arts were gone along with Ragnarok.
With just my sword based skills and my natural Mana capacity, I predicted a sharp decline in my status points.
User: August Grimmseley-Black
Age: 14
Level: 3,190
Main Class: Swordsman- Grand Sword King- S rank
Race: Immortal Saint Sage
Title: Goddess's Sword
Wielder of Eternal Flames
Rank: S
Physical Status:
Strength: 20,000
Agility: 3,000
MP: 100,000
Health: 200,000,
Intelligence: 700
Speed: 1,000
Luck: 500
Unique Skill:
Halo Arts - Lv. 30 ; Rank S-restricted
Divine Sword - Lv. 50; Rank S-restricted
Photon Sword-Lv.10
Light Dancing Blade-Lv. 20
Azure Flames-Lv. 40
... ...
"I see my class, title and race are intact, which means I have a stat boost at least. How do I survive a day in this forest with who knows what, when I don't even have my stealth spells?!!!"
I knew Melanie, the so called, Sponsor, wanted to test my resolve without my magic. But, this was way too much. To talk about penalty!! I doubt I'll survive if I move haphazardly.
"Let's see what weapons I can use".
[Inventory Open]!
A warp portal opened up, the entrance to my inventory realm. I stepped in to appraise my range of useable weapons.
-Adamantiour-Rank A
-Storm Bringer Spear-Rank B- restricted; no magic capacity
-Tera Lance-Rank S- restricted; no magic capacity
-Drifting Steel and Wind-Rank A
"The condition debuffed my weapons?!! The least among this list was Rank B!!!
Dammit!!!
I can't use Storm Bringer and tera Lance. Drifting Steel and Wind is also out of question. It's too fragile. If I was faced with a beast with a personal protective barrier, I'd be screwed.
Which means, Adamantiour is my ride or die..."
It was to my advantage that I had trained my grip strength and balance beforehand.
This would've been tougher without any form of physical aptitude.