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The Harbinger Of Twilight (Hiatus)

(I am going through my exams currently and will continue once i have finished them) This story is about a man making sense of the life he's been given one that he didn't ask for. A man who is alone and without guidance and a man without purpose and a man without anything to lose.

DarkLordGod · Fantasy
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Awakening:-

< OUROBOROS SYSTEM ONLINE Loading 10%….25%….35%….60%….90%….100%> COMPLETE

<Synchronising 15%...20%...30%...70%...85%...100%> COMPLETE

<The system welcomes the new host 😄😄>

For a few moments, I am quite stunned at the dark green panel that has appeared in front of me but I recollect myself and start observing the panel. First, I try to touch it to see if it is something that is something corporal or if it is something immaterial. As if to answer my question my hand passes right through the screen.

"What is it?" I ask.

<I am the system that is responsible for making the 'host' stronger no matter what path they take> it replies in a mechanical cold voice.

"Ok and why exactly are you and why are you helping me get stronger," I ask with suspicion.

<That is something that will be answered in due time. When you are strong enough.>

"Ok and how exactly are you going to help in making me stronger considering I don't even have a crest and the best I can do is steal the primary weapons of others."

<That is nothing to worry about as I come with different utilities/options through which the host will be nurtured to grow stronger> it replies.

"And what might those utilities and options be per se?> I ask.

<The system contains a SHOP from which the host can buy whatever suits his needs. It also comes with SP (System Points) through which the host can increase his Statistics or Stats for short and it also comes with SKP (Skill Points) through which the host can increase the levels in skills that he uses.> it replies.

"Ok, and how am I supposed to gain access to those things?" I ask.

<That's easy you just need to say STATS to open your statistics/stats, say SHOP to open the shop and say INVENTORY to gain access to your inventory.>

"Ok then stats," I say as the panel in front of me changes.

x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x--x

Name: N/A / ???

Race: Human

Bloodline: N/A

Class: Swordsman (amateur) (Tier 0)

Level: 1 (000/100)

Strength (STR): 12

Agility (AGI): 10

Dexterity (DEX): 12

Intelligence (INT): 10

Wisdom (WIS): 10

Constitution (CON): 10

Charisma (CHA): 10

Talents: N/A

Skills: Horizontal slash, Vertical slash, Stab

Inventory: Welcome pack

x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x—x

"OK, so these are my stats. Pretty good if I do say so myself. Hey, system why are my stats in strength and dexterity more than the rest? And what does this level thing mean along with that Tier thing?" I ask from curiosity.

<Host the reason your stats in strength and dexterity are stronger is beacuse after you killed Mr Oscar you gained his class which gives a +2 in STR and DEX per level. And as for what a level is it is something that will allow the host to better understand where in the strength spectrum he stands and a Tier is similar as it shows how far along one's class has evolved. To better understand this a Tier 2 swordsman's class could evolve to a higher class like for example a Dark Swordsman or stay the same it all depends on the individual.> it replies.

"Ok, and what is this Welcome pack that is in my inventory?" I ask

<That is something that is given to the host for a head start as the host is already at a disadvantage being 20 years old being way behind the other geniuses of this world.>

"Ok then open the welcome pack for me would ya," I say.

<With pleasure>

<WELCOME PACK OPENED THINGS GAINED:

--Crest: Ouroboros Crest

--Weapon: Black Katana (Rare)

--Food supplies for 2 months

--Class Card: Random

--Evolution card x1

--Talent card: Random

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