2 First Major Quest

[I'm changing it to third-person storytelling rather than first-person, i wanted to try something new but i don't like it.]

Continuing off from the last chapter, he returns home from his long day to find his mother humming in the kitchen, "I'm back, mom"

She pokes her head around the corner, mom has long black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin, "Hey sweetie, how was your day?"

Digging through one of his pockets, he takes out $100 before handing it to her, "i did some odd jobs for some people, nothing dangerous, i promise"

She strokes his cheek, "Such a hard worker my baby boy is but that money is yours, you worked hard for it"

Shaking his head, he grabs her hand and put the money in it, "As you said, the money is mine and now I'm giving it to you, spend it on yourself or the apartment"

She gives him a gentle smile before nodding, "Okay, I'll save up enough to have someone fix our windows, deal?"

After agreeing with his mom, he enters his room and drifts off to sleep.

The next three days consisted of the same routine, going out, pickpocketing, practicing parkour, and finishing with some boxing.

It wasn't until the snow started to melt that he received my first BIG quest.

[Quest: Become a Murderer - Reward: 25,000xp & Random Mastered Skill]

Sitting on the edge of his bed, he looks at the quest all day long, he always lived his life on the principle of taking advantage of everything that came his way... but... this might be too much.

The experience points alone would allow him to level up at least five times, and the random skill was like the cherry on top.

Running his hands through his pitch-black hair, he accepts the quest with a heavy heart.

Leaving my apartment, he takes the pocket knife from his inventory and heads towards an alleyway, a few blocks away from my house.

Looking around to make sure he's not being watched, he puts up his hood and covers his face with a red scarf.

Seeing a homeless old man laying on the ground, sleeping while smelling of alcohol. he places the tip of the knife against his throat with shaky hands.

Thoughts ran through his head, what if he has a family? what about the people he cares for?

With a stifled scream, he pushes the knife deep into the man's heart, hearing his breathing stop, he drops to my knees.

Sitting on the ground overlooking the body, even his ability [Tranquility] can't stop the tears from flowing out of his eyes.

[Quest Reward: 25,000xp & Random Mastered Skill]

[Level Up] [Level Up] [Level Up] [Level Up] [Level Up] [Level Up] [Level Up] [Level Up] [Level Up]

[Mastered Skill: Lockpicking]

Grasping his head as everything to do with the lockpicking becomes one with his body and mind... forms, techniques, experience, mastery.

He now sits at level twenty, with thirty free stat points & one hundred and twenty free skill points.

Deciding to spend the points later, he climbs the fire escape and head for the roof.

After around five minutes of roof jumping, he finds himself on the rooftop of his apartment building.

'Okay, i can pray later for God to forgive me but right now, let's check my stats'

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Titles: None

Name: Elias Wayne

Race: Human

Age: 13

Level: 20

Stat Points: 30

Skill Points: 120

Store Coins: 1,600

[Base Stats]

Strength: 9

Perception: 12

Endurance: 8

Charisma: 10

Intelligence: 18

Agility: 10

Luck: 13

[Skills]

Cooking Lvl 34, Massage Lvl 48, Parkour Lvl 32, Pickpocket Lvl 12, Cold Resistance Lvl 64, Heat Resistance Lvl 30, Sneak Lvl 21, Boxing Lvl 12, Pain Resistance Lvl 15.

[Mastered Skills]

English, French, Spanish, Walking, Running, Jumping, Lockpicking.

[Passive Abilities]

Tranquility, Water Breathing, Glide, Danger Sense, Perfect Balance.

[Active Abilities]

None

[Inventory]

$50, Gold watch, Pocket knife.

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'System, put two points into intelligence before putting Strength, Perception, Endurance, Charisma, Agility, and Luck up to fifteen'

Rather than feeling great pain like every other time he has distributed points, this time, he collapsed... for four hours.

Waking up, he felt as if he had a completely new body, his strength and speed had doubled, his senses were beyond better, and felt more confident in himself.

Rising to his feet, he realizes that he's now a few inches taller, his shoulders were slightly broader, and his muscles had more definition 'onto my next task'

'System, increase my sneak to max level then put my remaining points into pickpocket'

[Due to the user mastering Sneak, Walking, Running, and Jumping, the user has been granted the passive ability, Ghostly Steps]

[Ghostly Steps: the user's footsteps are now completely silent, no matter if they are walking, running, sneaking, or jumping]

Before he can even be impressed by the skill, he grabs his head due to the flood of new information entering his brain on everything to do with sneaking, and various forms of pickpocketing.

Finally, after five minutes of the new information mending into his soul and body, he quietly enters his apartment and drifts off to sleep once more.

[Please tell me in brutal honesty, did you prefer the story being in first-person like this. I woke up from school to find mother cooking my favorite breakfast]

[Or, so you prefer third-person like this chapter?]