Chapter 14: Dual ss
<span style="font-weight:400">Drakeughed, but it wasn''t joyful, it wasn''t happy, it wasn''t excited. It was a brokenugh that sounded almost like a sob. If anyone had seen him at that moment, they would have seen him crying tears of red liquid.
<span style="font-weight:400">He felt betrayed, it was almost an impossibility to get this unlucky. What were the chances? Like 1 in 8,000?
<span style="font-weight:400">"It’s fine… Look on the bright side…. All the sses can''t be too bad right!?" he mumbled as he chewed on his bottom lip, fighting back the rest of his tears.
<b>[ss List Generated. Please select one of the following sses.]</b>
<b>[Warrior] [Starter]</b>
<b>[Ranger] [Starter]</b>
<b>[Priest] [Starter]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake screamed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Dropping to the floor like a puppet with his strings cut. It really was that bad. It wasn’t funny anymore, no joke or way of coping would suffice this time. He couldn’t understand why his luck was so abysmal that he even randomly generated not even an advancement but the other 3 basic starter sses.
<span style="font-weight:400">Would he really have to pick one of these? What would that mean for him? Was he going to have to go the rest of his time until the next advancement to get a real ss? Would that mean that he was stuck with just one skill until 40? Drake ced his head in both his hands as he thought of the cold reality that might be.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake felt like he wasing loose, something in him was falling apart. His resolve and hard work fighting on the edge of a knife for days wasing up empty.
<span style="font-weight:400">He stood up and began walking forward, his mind a haze of questions and curses. He wasn’t sure of what he would do anymore, what he <i><span style="font-weight:400">could</i><span style="font-weight:400"> do. He continued to just walk mechanically through the forest. Meeting some packs of Vampiric Apes here and there, for some reason they were more abundant. But Drake killed them just as mechanically as he walked. Casting his spells in a low monotone as he reaped havoc on the monsters that charged at him, not caring if he was hit every now and then. He killed them all, but this time not because he had a goal, but just because they decided to show up. He continued moving forward, ignoring the shing notifications in his vision, along with the slowly draining health pool.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, he broke out of the forest into an outcropping, a familiar sword stuck into a mound of dirt, breaking him out of his daze momentarily. Long enough for him to select the warrior ss and mentally confirm it.
<b>[You have selected ss [Warrior] Starter. If you confirm this ss you will lose all current experience and be reset to Level 1]</b>
<b>[Are you sure you would like to choose [Warrior] Starter?]</b>
<b>[Yes] [No]</b>
<b></b><span style="font-weight:400">Drake fell to the ground with his hands on his knees and wept. The system had won. It had broken his will to continue. He had worked tirelessly for days, each day harder than thest, alone. All just to see it be taken away, just like that.
<span style="font-weight:400">He had shes of thest job he had worked. He was happy and content. He had gotten out of college and found a meaningful ce of work at a Tech firm as their graphic artist. Making things they needed for advertisement. It wasn’t bad, the pay was good, and the people were cordial with him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then around Halloween, he had been asked to go to a party by a work colleague, it was a semirge gathering with around 50 people. Some from the firm and some friends, friends of friends. The usual.
<span style="font-weight:400">He had met someone there while drinking, they had hit it off as they had simr interests, anime. They both sat on the couch and talked each other''s ears off about their favorite shows, and what they were looking forward to being released.
<span style="font-weight:400">It got to a point that Drake had reallye to like this girl, and he moved in to be more intimate, and they proceeded on the couch for a little. It had gottente by that point and Drake offered to take her home. When they had gotten back to her ce, she had told him he wouldn''t be getting lucky tonight with augh and told him to just text herter to make sure he had gotten home safe.
<span style="font-weight:400">He drove home in a good mood that he had met someone so cool at a party he wasn’t even really considering going to, but he was d he did.
<span style="font-weight:400">The next morning he had gone to work the same as always and expected it to be another day. But it wasn’t. He was called down to HR. They told him that he had sexually harassed someone, but wouldn''t say who. And that he would be terminated immediately as they did not tolerate that there.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake tried to reason with them and ask who exactly was using him of such a thing, shocked that someone could even consider he would do such a thing and that such a one-sided decision would even be possible. He was losing his job, his livelihood, it wasn’t something you could decide just like that no questions asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">But they weren’t listening. The decision had already been made. A man came into the room with his things and he was told he would be escorted off the premises. He could onlyply, nodding to their every word listlessly, as he was too shocked to do much else. His entire 2 years of working hard for thatpany had been put into the trash like it never happened with no concern for his effort or wellbeing. All because someone had decided to falsely use him.
<span style="font-weight:400">What the system was doing, felt just that. Putting his effort into the trash. No remorse, no concern, nothing.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake felt cold as if all the energy in his body suddenly left him. Henguidly got to his feet and walked over to the grave. Falling in a heap once there.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hey… It’s me again... Looks like this is where the line ends for me haha… I said I wasn’t going to see your stupid face again, but here I am…" Drake said, admonishingly through his sniffling, "I thought I moved past copping out and giving up. But, I just don’t know if I can do it all again. What if it just gets taken again, ripped out from under me, ya know?"
<i><span style="font-weight:400">You can always just get back up, and do it again, you’ve done it before. A voice told him in the back of his head.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">"What the fuck do you know?!" Drake shouted, "Do it again?! That’s easy to say, but how many times am I going to work so hard just not to see the fruits of mybor?! If all it takes is one person saying I did something, or some god-forsaken overlord of a system giving me a shit hand, what’s the point!" he screamed, venting his anger out in front of him with a flourish of his arm.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake sunk back down, his head dipping into his crossed arms on his knees, feeling empty. Sitting there for he didn’t know how long. Eventually, he heard the same voice from the start of the introduction in his head.
<b>[Attention. Sufficient Participants within the tutorial have reached level 10. The Tutorial will begin in earnest. Monsters will be brought up to the minimum of [F-Rank] over the next 24 hours. Ladders will be generated based on Participant Level, and Tutorial Points.]</b>
<b>[Participants will be rewarded at the end of the Tutorial period in 120 days based on their positions within thedders.]</b>
<b>[Participants will be rewarded for removing other Participants from the Ladder and an additional reward for the Top 10 of the Ladder, receiving the subjugated Tutorial Points and a randomly dropped item from their inventory.]</b>
<b>[May you gain insight, power, and renown. And most importantly, survive.]</b>
<b></b><span style="font-weight:400">The voice finished and Drake couldn’t help himself from taking a peek at the new notification for the Ladder. Still sitting down in front of the mound of dirt and sword. He listlessly browsed the top spots. He saw that the board showed the top 100 with the top 10 in bold. With his own rank at the very bottom of the screen, making it easy to find. He knew this was throwing salt on the wound but he wanted to at least know where he stood, even if he had given up.
<b>[Top Level Leaderboard]</b>
<b>[Rank 1: Bear Level 18]</b>
<b>[Rank 2: Shigure Kenzo Level 15]</b>
<b>[Rank 3: Your Savior Level 15]</b>
<b>[Rank 4: Joker Level 15]</b>
<b>[Rank 5: Chris Springs Level 15]</b>
<b>[Rank 6: Super Megan Level 14]</b>
<b>[Rank 7: Kristen Halwell Level 14]</b>
<b>[Rank 8: Kohoo Level 14]</b>
<b>[Rank 9: VitaminD Level 14]</b>
<b>[Rank 10: Jason Level 14]</b>
<b></b>
<b>…..</b>
<b>[Rank 20: Shot Level 12]</b>
<b></b><span style="font-weight:400">Drake felt a pang of anger rise in him as he looked at thedder. He wasn’t surprised to see Bear in first as the man was just a moving tank. But this was surprising that he had caught up and made rank 20 with him being alone, and some of these people would obviously be in groups. This just further enraged him that his progress would be reset, dropping him down tost ce.
<span style="font-weight:400">He also noticed at the bottom of the window there was a Participant counter showing how many people had actually been in the Tutorial.
<b>[Participant Count: 4,542 of 5,000]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake felt disgusted as he watched the counter visibly decrease tens, then hundreds of numbers at a time. There were no monsters doing this. It was people killing people. The system had turned this fight for survival into a literal bloodbath battle royal. He couldn’t stomach the feeling on top of everything else he was dealing with long enough to check the Tutorial Point Ladder, and promptly closed the window.
<span style="font-weight:400">He returned to hopelessly sulking, the window asking to confirm his decision still hovering in front of him. Eventually, he was forced to cover his eyes as the re from the rays of the twilight sun hit him. The reflection of the de had caught him in the face.
<span style="font-weight:400">Standing up to get out of the way of the bright re, looking down at the mound and the de, cing his hand on the hilt of it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Slowly images of his fight here went through his head, how upset he was at the injustice done to this unknown person. How he had fought so hard to establish his goal in his heart. This time when he saw the images sh in his mind he wasn’t upset, or angry, or sad like he had been before.
<span style="font-weight:400">His struggles, the good and the bad, here and in the past, were a part of who he was, and experiences that shaped him. There wasn’t anything he could do about what was done to him, he could only control how he reacted to it. He mentally and physically hit himself. He had lost his way.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">You can always try again, you''re still breathing. The voice in the back of his head said.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake wasn’t alright. Nothing would make what happened to him in his past eptable. But he was going to carry on in spite of it. He might not be able to change the past but he would be damned if he took itying down for his future. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and pulled it from the ground. This new world wanted to keep him down and he admitted it was beating his ass, but if nothing else he was a sturdy son of a bitch. The road to the end wasn’t a straight line, it had its ups and downs, and there was only up from here, he thought.
<span style="font-weight:400">He suddenly heard another voice in the back of his head. One from a friend that had been a father figure to him even more than his own had.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Bad shit happened to you, it sucks and it isn’t fair. Now get over it and move on, let it be a lesson learned and nothing else. Stay focused and stay on that grind. The voice said.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake smiled as his determination renewed, affirming that he had been here before but he was ready to get up and move on. A momentter he mentally hit confirm and started again.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Fine Grumps, I’ll get off my ass and keep it moving. Fucking asshole…." Drake scoffed.
<b>[You are now Level 1]</b>
<b>[You have selected Warrior. You already possess a Basic ss. The sses will be merged….. You have merged the sses to Mage x Warrior Level 1[Starter] [Unique]</b>
<b>[New Skill Learned. Basic Heavy Blow [Level NA]</b>
<b>[Basic Heavy Blow] [Level NA]</b>
<b>[Basic Heavy Blow can be cast by chanting ‘</b><b><i>Power through force. Heavy Blow.’</i></b><b>]</b>
<b>[Cost: Small Amount of Stamina]</b>
<b>[Cast Time: Instant]</b>
<b>[Damage: 1 to 1 ratio based on Strength]</b>
<b>[New Title Earned. Dual ss]</b>
<b>[Dual ss]</b>
<b>[You have gone back to the start. But it is not all lost, the trail is long and hard but rewarding. +20 to all Stats. Extensive increased requirement to experience for level gain.]</b>
<b>[New ss Quest Avable. Reach Mage Level 10 for advancement]</b>
<b>[Reward: Base ss Upgrade, Main ss-tree Skill Stone, ss Specific Skill Stone.]</b>
<b>[New ss Quest Avable. Reach Warrior Level 10 for advancement]</b>
<b>[Reward: Base ss Upgrade, Main ss-tree Skill Stone, ss Specific Skill Stone.]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, this is just like that game. What the Fu-" Drake was about to scream but never got the chance to finish as he was tackled by a Vampiric Ape mid-sentence.