{CONGRATULATIONS!!! YOU GOT YOUR FIRST KILL!}
{100 Exp has been rewarded to the protector as a welcoming gift.}
{You reached level 2 and have been upgraded from 'Scavenger' --> 'Rookie Survivor'}
[STATS]
Name: Mikael
Title: Protector, Abandoned
Level: 2 (0/200 exp) Rookie Survivor
Combat- C+
Survival- EX
Intelligence- F
Charisma- D
Navigation- E
(You have 1 unused stat(s) point. Distribute it as you wish)
PASSIVES
(Ratlike) (Strong Mentality) (The Abandoned Survivor)
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Mikael's eyes widen as he sees the screen infront of him.
"What the f---," before he could finish that word another bandit rush to him, giving him no time to comprehend what is happening.
*swift! swift!*
To his surprise his body is no longer exhausted. He feel as fresh as eating watermelon during summer. Due to that he's able to dodge the attack easily. It's not like the bandit is slow but his body feels light.
"You bastard! Is dodging all you can do!"
The bandit swings for his head, clearly aiming to knock him out in a single blow and Mikael just barely able to dodge it.
"Well aren't you worked up! Are you embarrassed that your swings are sooooo easy for me to dodge,"
Mikael mock the bandit making him more eager to land a hit.
"Shut the f*ck up! Arghhh--,"
The bandit stumbles on his own feet. Such an anticlimactic ending.
"You should have been more careful, heh,"
Mikael mock him for the last time before he stab the bandit right on his heads. His expression is cold as he watch the blood gush out from the brain of the bandit. Different from his usual sunny personality, his cold expression scares the last standing bandit to the bone.
"Y-Y-You f*cking psycho,"
The bandit instantly runs away, tail tucked between his leg.
"Well, that's dissapointing," He said as he watch the bandit disappear from his sight.
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{You have killed one bandit}
{50 Exp have been rewarded}
{For your recent achievement a new passive skill have been added: (Cold Killer)}
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The screen once again appear before him but this time he is expecting it.
"So it's real huh? I thought I was going crazy for a second there. Anyway, what is all this? Stats, Skills, Title? Is this me?"
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[STATS]
Name: Mikael
Title: Protector, Abandoned
Level: 2 (50/200 exp) Rookie Survivor
Combat- C+
Survival- EX
Intelligence- F
Charisma- D
Navigation- E
(You have 1 unused stat(s) point. Distribute it as you wish)
PASSIVES
(Ratlike) (Strong Mentality) (The Abandoned Survivor) (Cold Killer)
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He carefully look at everything from that screen.
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PASSIVES
[Ratlike]
You are very efficient at hiding and running away, just like a rat. That means you are also vulnerable to a trap, be wary of a good situation.
[Strong Mentality]
You can keep your composure, your emotion won't be effected by things like hunger and thirst. That doesn't mean you won't get tired.
[The Abandoned Survivor]
You are abandoned but that gives you the strength to achieve things even if you are alone. This cause your -Survival- status to be the max level.
[Cold Killer]
You have no mercy towards your enemy, no emotion. The first kill will increase your -Combat- skill one level for 30s. After that each kill will increase the duration.
«Expendable»
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"Is it trying to tell me I'm a rat? Um, RUDE! —Well atleast the rest of them is good I guess. Especially this Cold Killer skill, although it's basically telling me to kill more people."
Mikael already accept the screen infront of him even though it's foreign to him. Maybe it's due to his passive Strong Mentality but it's for the best. As he take a final look at it, something catches his eyes.
(Title- Protector, Abandoned)
(What does protector means?)
Suddenly he recalls his memory, back when he was a child, when he had his mother.
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"Mother... Why did you name me Mikael?"
Little Mikael asked his mother, whose face he can barely remember.
"Thats because of the meaning. Mikael is the protector of humanity, an archangel, the best of them all,"
He remember her smiles as she said that,
"He sounds cool! Can I meet him one day? I'll be as strong as him, so that I can protect you!"
Mikael said that excitedly given that sunny personality of him, but Rosa's answer is the opposites. Her smile dropped and with a cold voice she said,
"No. Not after-----"
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*ringing---*
His head starting to hurt, he couldn't remember what his mother said after that. The more he tries to, the more severe the head ache. It's as if his body is warning him not to go any further. He falls to his knees. His breathing becomes staggered. His vision start to become blurry. Then screen popped up with a warning.
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{WARNING!!!}
MEMORY IS INCOMPLETE . FURTHER ATTEMPT CAN CAUSE FATAL EFFECTS .
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"ARGHHH! STOP IT! STOP IT!"
He clenches his teeth and squeeze his head trying to numb the pain. Arfy run besides him and starts barking out of panic. The atmosphere becomes intense as Mikael continue screaming in pain. His heartbeat thumping as loud as ever, as fast as ever when suddenly he passes out.
"ARF! ARF! ARF!..."
Everything falls into silent, his vision goes dark, he can't feel anything on his skin. His whole body goes numb. He was drifting into nothing.
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He opens his eyes and it seems like he is standing. Below him is nothing but water, above him is nothing but darkness. He open his mouth to shout for someone but there is no voice coming out.
Panicked,
He grabs his neck while shouting, trying to let out atleast one syllables.
Nothing.
Suddenly, he starts sinking into the water, something, someone dragging him into the abyss. In a struggle he tries to swim but he only got deeper into the void.
He stop moving. Seemingly unconscious, free from life, closer to death. Then the machete appear infront of him, floating. It radiates light as bright as the sun. In that light there is figure.
A man?
No.
A woman?
No
An angel?
Though it's only a figure, it instantly give the impression of warmth. Wearing a robe as clean as the sin of a newborn baby. The figure open his arm, inviting Mikael to his embrace.
"Child of #####... Follow the sword, So it shall lead you to truth,"
The machete float onto Mikael's right hand, but his hand doesn't have the strength. The figure reach out and hold Mikael's hand, helping him grip the machete.
*rumbles*
The abyss start to shake. Mikael's is shining, brimming like the star. A force pushes him out of the endless water. When he got out of the water his body is floating in the air, and his shine grows brighter and brighter. The sky that was once empty are now as clear as ever, having only Mikael as the source of light. Endless water now seen as a vast ocean. Mikael finally open his eyes. He reach out his arm, showing that everything is in the palm of his hands.
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When he finally wakes up, his head is still aching, his eyes met the tounge of his dog, Arfy.
"Why are you licking me again? Seriously..."
Mikael says that playfully to his dog, but then he goes silent again. Confused with what that dream is about.
*Was that a message? Why me?*
Then he looks at the machete in his hands, looking for an answer.