"Nos... Nos, you must wake up... The world is in peril..."
I woke suddenly, sitting up until my head had a huge pain and I fell right back down. There was a girl in the corner, looking startled. She was pretty, she had long, golden-blonde hair, teal eyes that shone deeply and looked like a gentle ocean, and a petite, cute face. She had a slim, short figure, and was wearing a blue dress with white lace sleeves and neck area. She pressed a button on the wall, and a few minutes later, a very large figure without a shirt on came in the room. He was showing some serious muscle, and it was a kind of muscle that not even bodybuilders could copy. This man, with his black hair and dark blue eyes, was strong. It didn't help the size of the sword he had on his back, which he had to angle to fit through the doorway.
"Who... are you... and where am I?" I asked the two of them.
The girl responded first. "I'm Alia, a healer. That's Argus, my bodyguard and best friend. We actually also wanted to ask who you are..? And you're in my room, by the way."
She giggled when I blushed at being in her room. "I... I don't know... who I am..." When this realization came over me, I started panicking. No way I had amnesia... I couldn't remember anything AT ALL, except the languages I know... I swore in draconic, but Argus heard me, and got VERY excited. "OHO, SO 'THE BOY SPAKES DR'AGON, DO'ES 'E"
(imagine a very Scottish accent here)
I nod, saying "I don't know how... but I know that I speak a lot of languages..."
Alia laughed, and tapped the area of her front where her sternum is, as I watched a window appear. On it was her name, race, class, abilities, language, power level, and even some personal notes, which she hid. They probably showed what she was thinking.
I follow her example and tapped my sternum, as My window appeared. However, I am thoroughly disappointed.
Name: ??? Race: ??? Class: ???
Magic Types: F / E / W / A
Combat level: Novice
HP: 500
HP Recharge: 100/Hour of rest
MP Capacity: 3,550
MP Recharge: 120 / Minute
Special Abilities:
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Swordsmanship (?)
Heavy Weaponry (?)
Extreme Focus (?)
Berzerk (?)
Survivor (?)
Extreme Skill Enhancement (?)
Languages: Human, Dwarven, Elven, Demonnic, Draconic, Celestial, Null, Creature, Giant
Power Level: 29
Personal notes: "Wow, Alia's really pretty, and Argus is really cool. I wish I knew who I was though..."
They both laughed when they reached the end of my panel. They gave a sigh of relief when they also realized that My panel was red, meaning I was good and followed the good god, Huze.
Alia took a second to stop laughing, and said, "So you don't have a name, huh? How about... Roy?" She smiled at me. I nodded, and accepted Roy as a temporary name.
A little while later, and we had all eaten together for the first time. It turned out that Alia was a very good cook, and she made a chicken stew, which turned out delicious. Argus had taken me down to the training room underneath their cabin, and was going to help me learn how to fight to survive the monsters out there. He did warn me though, that if I ever saw any sort of purple goop, to run immediately. I asked why but he just shook his head and said, "I'll show you later."
After a little while of showing me how to use a sword, which I really didn't need, because for some reason it was natural to me... He grabbed a sword, and we had a gentle little duel. Then, I smirked at him and suddenly sped up, slashing faster than I knew I could. His eyes widened, but he deflected my blade, however barely it was.
"Hey, kid! What the hell was that all about?" He asks, and I shrug at him. "I want you to check your stat window again. Maybe something changed?"
I opened my stat window, and there it was, clear as day.
Swordsmanship (XX) <-- [using the roman numeral system]
He chuckled, and then started full on laughing. "So that's what that skill I've never seen before does. Extreme skill enhancement, huh? At the beginning of this, i thought you were a natural. You're just a really fast learner."
As he finished his short speech, he suddenly dashed at me, holding a sword identical to the wooden one he gave me, except that it was metal. I was quickly dodging his strikes with reflexes I didn't even know I had, and got quite a few hard hits in myself. He wasn't affected by them, but it was still something to be able to land hits in such an intense duel.
One of his strikes was slow, so I used his sword to jump over him, and hit the back of his head as hard as I could with the training sword. The wood shattered into tiny little splinters all the way to the handle, and he fell forward a little, grunting. He then said, "That'll be all," rubbing the back of his head. "That's the first time I've felt pain since fighting the legendary storm wolf, Fenrir. Good job, kid."
"I'm not a kid you know... From my body, I'm at least Nineteen."
"Yeah, but you're still forty years to young to be considered an adult to me, kid. I'm the ripe old age of Sixty-Eight." He smiles, pointing to himself with his thumb. "Anyways, Roy, open your stat window one more time for me."
I obliged him, and then my own eyes widened along with his, as I saw my sword skill.
Swordsmanship (LXXVI)
He sighs, and says "I thought it would grow, but not this much... Roy, I want you to promise me right now that you'll never kill anyone without absolute necessity."
I nod my head, and we spend the rest of the night training my other skills to the limit. Eventually, they reach their current limit, and I'm ready to sleep. As I leave the training room, He shouts to me, "Alia will teach you some magic tomorrow too, but I know you'll do just fine. And I have something to show you later tomorrow too, so don't make me wait!" And I head to my room, falling asleep as my head hits the pillow.
Nightly Stat Report
Name: ??? "Roy" Race: ??? "Human?" Class: None
Magic Types: F / E / W / A
Combat level: Apprentice
HP: 2120
HP Recharge: 400/Hour of rest
MP Capacity: 3,550
MP Recharge: 120 / Minute
Special Abilities:
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Swordsmanship (CCCLXXXIX) (389)
Heavy Weaponry (CCCII) (302)
Extreme Focus (LXIV) (64)
Berzerk (CLI) (151)
Survivor (CCXIX) (219)
Extreme Skill Enhancement (-Error-)
Languages: Human, Dwarven, Elven, Demonnic, Draconic, Celestial, Null, Creature, Giant
Power Level: 1077
Personal notes: Tired, but proud.
