At his words, the blue screen flickered before him, with ancient golden intricate engravings shimmering along its edges.
Then, a familiar window appeared.
[STATUS]
Name – Lucian Foster
Race – Human
Rank – F
Titles – Loved by ######
Bloodline – Devourer's Bloodline
Affinity – None
Talent – B
[Attributes]
Strength – 30
Agility – 30
Constitution – 20
Intelligence – 20
Will – 18➝19
Perception – 21
Charm – 18
Stamina – 28
Mana – 15➝16
Attribute Points (AP) – 29
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Almost all of his stats were the same as before, but his mind didn't even focus on that.
His eyes weren't even focusing on anything.
They stared at the screen, yet they weren't seeing it. The sections, the attributes, their numbers and letters drifted across his vision like distant shapes underwater, distorted by the turmoil raging inside his head.
The room around him felt strangely distant.
After a second, his gaze shifted, landing on one specific line that he really needed to see right now.
