‘Where am I?’
I thought as I wandered through a thick fog until a blue screen appeared before me.
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You are in purgatory.
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It stated.
‘Then, how do I get out?’
I thought, waiting for the blue screen to show up, again.
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You reincarnate.
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It stated, again.
‘How do I reincarnate then!?’
I thought.
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Ask.
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It stated, bluntly.
‘O-oh… I want to reincarnate’
I thought.
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Certainly. Would you like to have your class and skill now or later?
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It asked.
‘N-now’
I thought.
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Rolling Class.
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The screen started rolling showing me classes such as:
“Tamer”
“Healer”
“Knight”
“Hero”
“Bard”
“Adventurer”
“Traveler”
“Mage”
“Summoner”
“Necromancer”
What I ended up with was:
“Demon King”
‘Oh… lovely’
I thought sarcastically.
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It started to roll again, showing skills such as:
“Swordsmanship”
“Tame”
“Death Aura”
“Enslave”
“Control”
“Appraisal”
“Plant Manipulation”
“Bone Manipulation”
“Blood Magic”
But, it ended with a skill called “Lottery”
‘Lottery… that sounds… useful?’
I thought.
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Reincarnating Now.
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Randomizing Stats.
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Randomizing Name.
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Randomizing Body.
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That was the last thing I saw, before going unconscious.
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I awoke in the middle of a forest.
“Where… am I?”
I asked nobody in particular as I saw a lake near me, so I looked into it to see…
A beautiful man.
Snowy white hair, red eyes with snake-like slits for pupils, a chiseled face. And, two large horns coming out of my head.
“Holy shit… I’m beautiful”
I said, happily.
I wasn’t really handsome in my previous life.
I wasn’t ugly either, mind you.
I was completely average.
So, when I saw my new body. I was in for an even bigger surprise.
I was around 7’2, had the body of a professional body-builder. Several long red spiraling tattoos on my torso, arms, and neck.
Oh, and I had a tail.
“What should I do?”
I said aloud, as I looked at my surroundings to see even more… trees.
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I suggest using your [Status]
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“Gah!”
I shouted in shock, as I saw a floating blue screen suddenly appear before me.
“Y-you’re the screen I saw in purgatory, correct?”
I asked.
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That is somewhat correct. I am more of a shard of the status. I’m here to guide you through your adventures.
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“O-okay… what should I do?”
I asked.
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Say [Status] to learn how strong you are, that’s what I suggest.
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“Okay. [Status]”
I said as a large blue screen appeared before me.
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STATUS
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NAME: Damien Kruel
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CLASS: Demon King
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Skills: Lottery
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Spells [None]
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LV: 1 (0/250)
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SP: 0
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STR: 29
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AGI: 15
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END: 14
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PER: 21
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INT: 18
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WIS: 15
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CHA: 30
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LUC: -100
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“W-why is my luck so low?”
I asked.
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Your stats were randomized. I am sorry, but there is nothing I can do about that. You should be happy that everything else is so high.
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“Say… what’s the average stat for everyone else?”
I asked in a curious tone as I walked through the woods.
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10 for each stat is the average. That means, you’re above average in every aspect except for luck. You’re considered cursed with a luck like that.
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“So… nothing will go my way?”
I asked.
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Yes. Nothing will go your way, but you can use that to your advantage, simply think “I hope I die today” and you will instantly live through anything the world throws at you.
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“By the way… what’s this world called?”
I asked.
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This world is called Valerion, it’s a world of swords, magic, and qi.
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“That’s so cool!”
I shouted as my inner-nerd was freaking out.
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I’m glad you like it sir, now. Let’s find civilization.
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The status said.
“Okay, let’s go!”
I shouted enthusiastically.
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It’s night.
I’m lost.
There’s a pack of wolves around me.
Help, please.
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Use your lottery skill, you could get lucky.
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The status said.
“Okay… [Lottery]!”
I shouted.
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Rolling.
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Words passed by quickly, but I caught a glance of some:
“Excalibur”
“Blood Magic”
“Stick”
“Baby Duckling”
“Werewolf”
“Iron Shield”
“Steel Knife”
I ended up with… a “Pet Rock”
I am so fucked!
[---THE END---]