38 Daily tasks
"You're doing great these past days kid, already able to keep up with my second degree speed punches and it's only been 6 weeks!" Herald laughed as he drank away in celebration to Sion's advancement even though the guy just simply drank and drank, his motto being 'it's 5 o'clock somewhere' and that meant the drinking hour.
"I told you, he's like you in your young days Herald" Trish smiled at the old fool but then looked to where Sion was sitting and her smile faltered. 'Something is eating at that boy' she thought as Sion looked at the tv and the breaking news of the Feral who had been caught down town by officials.
"They say this guy has been wanted on multiple charges and was only now taken down? I say there's something else going on with that bull shit" yelled someone at the back of the bar as Herald simply sipped his drink in his wooden mug some more. 'At least no one is complaining about my old mugs and cups again' Herald was an antique sorta guy, since the fractures and the money loads, he decided against too much technology in his establishment.according to Trish he was 'old school'.
Sion paid them no mind as he stared at the status board, usually he would be fine to get stronger but what happened 2 weeks ago regardless of the power it had provided haunted him.
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*flash back*
2 weeks ago:
>> Host status
- Name: Sion Reed (fake name: Sho Night). Skill points: 3 >> 5
- lvl: 2
- strength: 25 >> 32
- stamina: 33 >> 41
- agility: 19 >>27
- intelligence: 10 >> 19
- Age: 17 >> 18
- Species: Young Lycan (child)
- Title - "King of Dominance"
- Job/N/A/
- Skills - Death, (cause panic and confusion to enemies for 40secs) Life, (Heal only the body 2 times a day) Vanish, (Able to be undetected for 40secs) nullification (pain decreased by 35%)
> second transformation in 13 days, 14 hours, 30 mins, 20,
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'I'm due for a transformation?' With bewilderment he doubled his check on his status. Every time he looked the number of secs on the dial went lower and lower confirming everything.
"02 what is this? I'm only level 2 how am I able to have a second transformation?" His finger pointed to the status even though no one else could see it before scratching his head.
'I don't even have a job' he sheepishly added in his mind, momentarily forgetting 02would hear what he said and his thoughts equally.
>> Host you are strong enough to establish a greater interlocking and transformation <<
Looking at his status again he didn't get it, that almost seemed too much like a cheat.
>> Host you are on par with a lower life form dragon species that has not transformed itself during battle. That means you are at least 70% stronger if not just above average to those around you . You've also met the requirements to transform as you have exceeded your own limit <<
'My own limit' Sion thought, but when he really thought about it, it had seemed like he'd hit an invisible barrier in his capacity and capability. Especially when it came to using his new abilities and letting himself go a bit in battle and leaning more on the side that he was unsure of at first. He could do more if he could just get past that invisible wall that he'd feel pop up from time to time as if limiting his actions to progress further.
> second transformation in 13 days, 13 hours, 23 mins, 11
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But that hadn't been the only thing that had popped out of nowhere.
>> daily tasks (temporary change) <<
- N/A
- Eat (15.308kj/70.450kj)
- N/A
> estimated time to finish, 00 days, 21 hours, 30mins <<
His tasks had been changed to now just a money load of food in his system, with Herald working him half-to-death, there was no issue with his sleep or even running. 'But such excessive eating?' Why would anyone need so much was anyone's guess. A daily intake of a normal human is 8000kj, for a person with a 'Second gender' that tends to raise the bar a bit to 15000kj - 25000kj depending on that person. But 70000kj!? People might as well think he was trying to commit suicide by eating himself away!
But here he was anyway!
"Is that the guy?" Asked the manager to one of his young employees as his eyes locked onto a wide framed man with extremely white hair and blue eyes all in black clothes. 'As if he didn't stand out more in my restaurant at that height- no he has to wear all black in contrast to his hair and eat like a wild animal' the manager thought.
"Yeah it's him..." softly spoke the female employee. 'He's been coming here a lot lately, I wonder what his name is?' Her thoughts might as well mirrored most customers if they were regulars as they watched Sion wolf down pasta share bowls to large platters of fish, chips and salad. Granted he'd eaten way more and plenty more before coming to the third restaurant in one day to meet his daily quota.
"What an unsightly sight" stated a man in his own booth, he'd been observing the situation from afar but Sion's lack of table manners had irked him. Standing up and shuffling over like he owned the place, the man stopped in front of Sion's booth and cleared his throat for his attention.
But he was ignored.
Keeping calm even though feeling his pride be jabbed by a nobody like Sion he proceeded to clear his throat again. This time Sion looked up, but the smug face of the new guy that thought interrupting Sion was a good idea, dropped immediately. Sion's pissed off face met the guy as Sion surveyed him up and down.
>> A twig <<
Coughing a little on his food at 02's downright savage input to the situation, Sion swallowed what was in his mouth before he addressed the guy.
"Can I help you?" Sion questioned as the guy fixed up his tie to his dress shirt as he wore the 'rich boy look' of black pants and sleek slacks with it.
"As a matter of fact, I believe you can" was Sion's know - it - all response.
