Life of a protagonist

2 hours had passed peacefully and during that time I got to look at a new skill set that came with the {Wild protagonist} class, an awkward name that I don't know why I got it. Did the [FEV Lv. 2] skill makes me appear wild? Or am I that tired that my looks are that of someone who lived in the wild? Since I don't know what the higher existence's criteria are for these things I could only shrug tiredly. So I opened up the skills tab and found these,

[[Skills opening

1_______________100

*Ting*

<<New skills earned>>

1. Erratic lv. 1

2. No thoughts lv. 1

3. Bipolar lv. 1

4. Instinct (passive) lv. 1]]

These are quite a few things to observe, to me the most glaring ones were the passive skill, the extra skill and how some of these may not be too helpful.

Just out of curiosity I opened the classes tab and this time the class was written on a clean bronze sheen the corrosion type aesthetic didn't remain, I could only assume this was a higher grade class or something... anyways the details for the skills were as follows

[Erratic lv. 1]

When the skill is active your sense of balance when moving chaotically improves significantly (Condition for level up: do a walking handstand for 10 minutes) (consequences: difficult to control what sort of movements you'll do in this state)...

This seems like it could be useful in a fight, though at lv. 1 I doubt its efficiency at balancing myself, though it seems kind of cool too... would the chaotic movement be like those drunk martial artist movements those are always fun,

[No thoughts lv. 1]

Capable of blocking surface thoughts from forming or from being seen (Condition for level up: Have a single thought get read) (Consequences: Will appear at level 5)...

This could be helpful in the future against those pesky kind readers in various kinds of stories, though the condition for level up is a bit trouble troublesome?...

[Bipolar lv. 1]

Switch emotions at the opposite end of the spectrum (Condition for level up: Do something in the opposite way you usually intend to) (Consequences: Will develop a genuine bipolar disorder after 25 uses)...

A similar skill to [Broken feelings] though it seems more convenient to use and the condition for level up isn't too complicated except I'd have to recognise something that I'd usually do and go against that habit...

[Instinct (Passive) lv. 1]

Sense danger up to 20 meters, it is constantly active. (Condition for level up: Enter more life-threatening situations) (Consequences: Existence with over 75 times the host's strength could drive the host mad)...

This is definitely something I like, just need to pray to my creator that I'm not going to meet a being that's strong... fuck I hope I didn't jinx it.

Anyways while observing I thought of a couple of skill combinations to try out, and ones to use in extreme situations. Though so far a lot of this effect my personality sure, I don't mind but I'd like some cool ones that would help with fighting or even ones that'd boost my intelligence I don't mind becoming an alchemist type fantasy protagonist at all.

My thoughts were disturbed however by the sound of a large boom and a bloodied up half-elf appeared at my house door.

"Do... you know... how long... it took... to find you!?"

He stared at me while I held the door open for him my father at the end of the hallway watched a bloody freak yelled at his son, so he tried scolding Arlan and somehow he lost the conversation that'd forever be lost to time since this author couldn't think of something comedic...

*Cough!* anyways after reconciling like the... civilized adults that they are Arlan gave a rundown on what happened to the rest of the bandits while I went to the kitchen nearby to prepare some tea for our guest while listening in to what was happening.

"I've managed to apprehend 5 of the bandits, without their artifacts they were simply a bunch of nobodies except for that so-called tiger he was nearly a country level martial artist. I had to kill three of them and the rest escaped I've gathered two artifacts from them and from what I can make out you managed to defeat one by yourself adding another one to that total..."

At that moment I saw him looking in my direction and I believe my father caught that too,

"Here's your tea, would you like some sugar with that?"

"Hoho! Yes, my sl..."

I instantly activated death glare at him which it seems that even at his level he is affected by it, perhaps I'm more scary than I believe... when he recovered I could already recognise that look, the look that he's about to cause trouble and considering what just happened I only had one option...

Let him do it cause I don't want to have to face the full brunt of my father's wrath!

"Little Lex, when are you free to perform the slave branding ritual also the authorities should arrive here tomorrow so do how much credit do you wish to take?"

My father upon hearing of the slave branding ritual looked at me for a second as I put on a wry face, to earn some pity plus to add to that [Crocodile tears lv. 1] activated to simply moisten my eyes and create the instinctual pitiful people that normal people have. It worked!

Suddenly the room turned silent, a cold tense feeling was in the room. Slowly Arlan creaked his head like a chattering nutcracker at my father who probably has a natural [Death glare lv. 50] I'd assume at the mention of something harmful to his son, especially in a case where slavery could bring back some harsh memories from my childhood.

Today is the day, that Arlan in his over a century of living had experienced the true fear of meeting someone's doting parent...

Arlan happened to stay over the night and for the first time since I died twice in a single day, my first long overdue break was scheduled. I didn't even have the energy to reflect on all the events that happened, but what I do know is that I've changed quite a lot in a short period. From an avid online novel reader to what I assume is being the protagonist of an entire universe!

Now I could just snore the night away in peace... probably? pretty please!...

(??? POV)

"Wow~ Lex performed pretty well for his first day, he seems to have potential don't you think so?"

"Yes though his initial luck is really bad and he has suffered a lot in a single day each time he recovered at an almost inhuman pace, and now he's the conglomeration of three special existences in the universe."

"Well you're right about the conglomeration bit, but he hasn't recovered from all that trauma at all he's using Lex Armine's dissociation to distance himself from the experience. Well in a meta sort of way he's gone through the entire 8th-grade syndrome and everything so he was sort of just waiting on this sort of fantastical situation to happen to him..."

"So what? he's aware of his dissociation and is making use of it under his miraculous circumstances?"

"Uh-huh~ that's exactly right, I've made the right choice he's very talented at self-introspection though too much of it can be damaging to the person. He just needs to be distracted."

"... should we make something happen?"

"No, let him have a break for a bit, it won't be a total break let's see how he handles people in power tomorrow?"

"Sure..."

'I wonder what our creator has in store for you Lex Armine~~'

(Lex POV)

*Yawn*

The day was new and the sun was shining, there's no trouble anywhere right? I looked left, right, out the window, under my bed 'Phew! All seems to be fine no suspicious figures~' I smiled the jolliest smile I have in a long time, there shouldn't be much trouble today except for a few interactions with authorities from the capital? I assume they'd have heard about the incidents taking place here.

I got ready and now fully admired my new handsome self,

'This is the bare minimum I should receive for my suffering!'

Rather than using the artifact to dress up, today I was wearing a stylish beige coloured suit and my pair of gloves that I wore throughout the night. I looked into my grey eyes that differed from my dark brown ones and thought that if I were of the opposite sex I'd probably be into me. I nodded my head affirming my thoughts, what alarmed me though was my new scholarly vibe, in fact, this Lex used to wear glasses for long distances but when I transmigrated all my wounds and seemingly my had eyesight disappeared. The alarming thing was that even though I looked great now I felt I had the vine of a second male lead in an otome game.

If I was the rich, intellectual marquis I'd be second to the prince charming... well I don't the energy to amuse myself with these thoughts for too long, checking myself out felt a little awkward. Seems the original Lex Armine was shy about this stuff, even though the man did the brave thing to go to a brothel to take care of his manly insecurity which I just so happened to delete from my memory. He should have had more confidence though! Though the inner Kim Oh-Jin in me was apathetic to this sort of thing...

Now I took a decent inwards look at myself. I sighed sadly I've experienced so much loss in one day and gained so little. All these skills and rewards didn't compare to the fantasies I had back on Earth nothing felt worth it. I've now had too many struggles in over three lifetimes. Sure my first one wasn't comparable to Kim Oh-Jins and Lex Armine's I suffered from a more modern person problem... if someone were to compare it, they'd probably say something like "Stop crying about it ya big baby." Or something with similar connotations yeah I should probably stop thinking about it...

I have to create my goals and strive to live the way I want because...

It's the life and purpose of a protagonist.