chapter 7

Chapter 7

Chapter Seven: The Dance of Fate

[NEW QUEST]

Try and survive

[ kill bandit leader 0/1]

[ Rewards: Regeneration skill, mid level healing potion, 50EXP]

Lucien's heart pounded in his chest as he gently lowered his stepmother to the ground, his eyes never leaving her fragile form. He knew he had to protect her at all costs, even if it meant sacrificing a part of himself, he was scared beyond belief, he had no idea why he was doing this but he knew he couldn't stop as if he did he would die and his stepmom, only God knows what would happen to her.With grim determination, he released his grip on her, his gaze filled with a mixture of love and sorrow.

His attention swiftly turned to the formidable opponent before him—the tier 0 bandit, for his age looking at 36 with a height of 7ft he looked menacing but in truth he was weak but to deal with he knew he was strong enough, His gaze landed on the naked woman beside the boy, his mouth curved upwards to a malicious grin, " Kid it's either u leave here and enjoy yourself at a brothel or u die but either way I'm gonnna enjoy thoroughly ravaging that woman so why don't u scram, I maybe tier 0 but I'm on the edge of entering to tier 1, the moment Lucien heard that his face grimmed, he knew that he'll die if he faced the leader but he still couldn't bring himself to leave his stepmom, although he never liked her he won't just let her be defiled by some unlikely small dicked hooligan bastards, I mean c'mon he may be a wimp but he still has the pride of a man, he readied himself , the bandit leader smiled " your funeral kid" he loved it when they fought, he never had the intention of killing Lucien but having him watch as he messed with the woman who he seemed to care deeply about, there was tension in the air, the air crackled with anticipation as they faced each other, both aware that only one could come out alive with the woman on their arms and Lucien knew he had a very little chance at succeeding.

Without hesitation, the bandit lunged at Lucien, his strikes fueled by both skill and malice. Lucien's battle sense kicked in, allowing him to dodge the initial assault with a graceful sidestep. The dagger, Feather, felt weightless in his hand as he retaliated, striking with lightning speed.

Lucien's skill[ burst] manifested in bursts of incredible agility and swiftness. His movements were a dance of calculated precision, each strike aimed randomly hoping to hit his neck he wasn't as precise as a true to true warrior but his father had trained him and he always fought with his brother even tho he never one. The bandit fought back, but Lucien's training and innate cunning allowed him to evade most of the blows.

However, the bandit's power was not to be underestimated. A powerful strike landed on Lucien's left arm, causing searing pain to shoot through his body. His arm hung limp at his side, rendered useless.

In pain of losing his arm but scared even more of death, Lucien fought on, his determination burning brighter than ever. He adapted his tactics, focusing on exploiting the bandit's weaknesses while compensating for his own injury. Every move was a careful calculation, a desperate bid for victory.

The battle raged on, the clash of steel reverberating through the air. Lucien's vision blurred with pain, but he refused to yield. With one final strike, fueled by sheer willpower, he delivered a fatal blow to the neck of the bandit, ending the fight.

As the bandit crumpled to the ground, defeated, Lucien's body gave way to exhaustion. Blood stained his clothes, and he collapsed to his knees, gasping for breath. The price of victory had been steep.

But amidst the pain and weariness, a flicker of hope emerged. The system within him recognized his resilience and rewarded him with a new skill for defeating the bandit and completing the quest—

[ Quest complete]

[ distributing rewards....]

[ Obtained : Passive Skill{Regeneration level 1, 50EXP, mid level healing potion]

[Regeneration]

[ level 1]

[Passive skill: Regenrates and heals all damage held by 0.02% every second]

A sense of relief washed over him as he realized he could recover from his injuries.

He retrieved a potion from his inventory, a gift bestowed upon him by the gods. With a swift motion, he uncorked it and drank, feeling the healing magic surge through his body. The wounds on his left arm closed, leaving only a faint scar as a reminder of the sacrifice he had made.

Gathering his strength, Lucien lifted his stepmother in his arms once more, cradling her gently. With slow, deliberate steps, he made his way back to the village, a mixture of emotions swirling within him.

As he laid her down in the safety of their home, he carefully covered her with a warm blanket. Sitting by her side, he watched over her, his mind drifting to memories of his father. She was the sole connection he had to the man he admired, a bittersweet reminder of a past that seemed both distant and cherished.

Having reached home from a hectic day, he laid his stepmother on her bed and covered her body with a cloth "Thank you" A smile beamed on his face as he shook his head and Walked out of the room, exhausted both physically and mentally,today he acted exactly opposite on his cowardly ways, he felt like he was being controlled but dismissed that idea and thought he just had it in him just never the power to express , this other side of him,. He laid on the bed and looked at his stats and information.

[ Name: Lucien blackstin]

[ level 2]

[Title: none ]

[ race: human cultivator]

[ EXP : 0/200 ]

[ Class : legacy inheritor]

[ STATS

Health : 1200/1200

Mana : 1400/1400

[ATTRIBUTE STATS]

Endurance: 12

Strength: 12[+5]

Intelligence: 15

Agility: 18[+10]

Stamina : 21[+ 7]

Charm : 20

vitality : 11

Attribute points: 6

Skill points: 4

[SKILLS]

PASSIVE SKILLS :

Regeneration [ level 1]

ACTIVE SKILL :

Burst[ level 1][30/100]

His face beamed with the most foolish of smiles at the change in his strength, having lived most his life as being not special he felt like he was getting somewhere now even tho he was still at tier 0, feeling happy with himself and his bravery, he thought about going out in the city for a drink tomorrow after some much needed rest.

"*yawn*" he finally switch sides and fell asleep. A new day waited for him tomorrow and a adventure awaited him.