《A sky as blue as ours》 Prologue...ish It stinks. I alwayshoped I could end my life on myspecifications. It didn''t have to be anything fancy, somewhere nice, clean, and quiet would have been enough. And painless, it definitely should have been painless. But no. Here I am, bleeding out atop of a hill of corpses that stinks to high heaven because I stupidly eviscerated the bastards instead of killing them with clean quick strokes to their vitals. If I was some fancy ninja or samurai I would''ve doneexactly just that with barely a scratch, but unfortunately for me, I was just a stronger than average mercenary that ran out of bullets facing a horde of angry primitives. So I now have quite a few sticks impaled on my back and through my-- you know what, let''s not poke into that. Let''s just say that even if a team of master surgeons appear out of thin air with all their drugs, equipment and a decent generator to try and fix me, they''d have a better shot at playing frankenstein than keeping me alive. Damnit, if only these dead bastards were actually smart enough to even distinguish uniforms, they wouldn''t have been dead and I wouldn''t be dying. Still, dying has always been part of this job, but then again, not a lot of people are keen on dying. I have met exceptions sure, but those guys were never quite right in the head. Ah Christ, everything hurts. If only I could still move my limbs, or have enough strength in my jaw to bite my tongue... At least the sky looks nice. A brilliant light blue with clouds here and there. Clouds are rare in this hellhole. It would''ve beenmore suitable if it was raining, but hey, blue skies are nice too. This should be the point where I close my eyes and die. But now that I''m dying, rather than letting myself go into the darkness, I want these blue skies to be the last thing my eyes would ever see. Unlike the life I''ve lead, they''re so clear, so beautiful, so--- Bright. ... Why is it so bright? It''s as ifsomeone turned on floodlights in front of my face while I am wearingNVGs. But it doesn''t hurt, I know for hell that my eyes are supposed to hurt but they don''t. In fact, nothing in my body hurts anymore. The stink''s gone too. I still can''t move though, can''t feel my entire body either. Is this what purgatory''s like, then? Well, considering all the shit I did, I''m surprised I''m even here. Still, nothing for eternity seems like a hell on its own. "Is this it?" A disembodied voice inquired in an aloof manner. I tried to locate its source but I still couldn''t move. Who was that? It didn''t sound angelic nor demonic. Was it another dead guy? If so how the bloody hell can he speak and I can''t?Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. "Yes. Well done, brat. Yet for all our efforts, it hardly even looks worthy." Another voice, this one clearly that of an old man''s. The disdain and arrogance oozing from the few words he uttered. And I had a peculiar and unpleasant feeling that he was referring to me... "The young miss insisted on this one. Ours is not to question why." The aloof voice once more resounded. "I swear to the Ninth Heaven that if the compatibility doesn''t even reach at least thirty percent I will personally shatter this soul." The old voice muttered, sending chills up in my... well, everywhere actually. I''m not even sure if I had a spine at this point. Shit. Aren''t there some sort of guards in purgatory!? Dying once was painful enough! I know that I was a shitty person but haven''t I already recieved my comeuppance? "Just get it over with. Our intrusion has not gone unnoticed." A string of curses resounded from the old man, but they were replaced with silence as abruptly as they were uttered.A tingling feeling encased my otherwise numb body, and that was when I was certain that they had been talking about me. "Shin Ling,get overhere." "What is it?" Shin Ling, huh? Finally a name, I was getting tired of calling him aloof guy in my head. And also, guessing by the old man''s tone, my soul is saved from utter destruction. Now if only I was told just what I was exactly compatible with... "I guess the young miss was right after all." He stated. "Right? Right?! It justjumped from compatibility to amplification! That''simpossible!" If the old bastard wasn''t spouting shit about destroying my soul earlier, I would''ve been a bit worrried that he''d have a heart-attack, but now I was actively hoping he''d get one. "How in the Divine Emperor''s name is this mongrel even hold this kind of ability?" I am getting pissed off of your constant degradations old fart! I going to shove a bloody cactus up your ass if you don''t fuck off! "And yet, here it is.Itmust''ve been quite close to her in a past life or two." Shin Lang replied, as lax as ever, "Just begin the binding process. They''re already closing in." He continued, and that''s when the same inexplicable sense that kept me alive for decades suddenly woke up and began sending off waves of alarm in my metaphorical head. Binding? Oh no. Dear Angels, I know that I''ve been a bastard, but please close in faster. Nothing for eternity is sounding bettter than getting involved with these asshats. I''d rather-- ARGHHHH!!!! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. IT HURTS! "Bah. Rejoice mongrel! This precious fossilized chaotic primordial egg is simply too precious for the likes of you. But as our young miss requested, this body is worthy to stand beside her!" "Wasn''t it suppose to be a humanoid one, though? "Standing on all fours is still standing!" I''m gonna kill you! I''m gonna-- ARGGHHHH!!!! Mercifully, the world turned dark. When I came to, I found myself in darkness. The pain remained as a dull but constant throb all over my body.The pain was nothing like I have ever felt before, and I had been burned, shot, stabbed, and even flayed. But hell, all of those felt blissful compared to that. For a moment, I thought that that was what triue hell tasted like. But unbeknownst to me, I was wrong. I was so fucking wrong. And then, as if from far away, I heard the voice of Shen Ling, and then that of the old bastard''s. "Now all that''s left is for you to open the rift, and we''re good." "Hmph! You didn''t even do anything, brat! What did they even send you for?" "For that." A wordless cry echoed, glorious and musical. Hearing it gave me an inexplicable sense of awe and hope. To me, thesound seemed familiar and comforting. But then an irresistable force pulled at me from my very core. And I was plunged into unconsciousness once more. Its just one thing after the other, huh... Although I had woken up to darkness a multitude of times, this particular awakening is not a welcome one. I was dead. Then I was in Purgatory. Then I got bound by some hooligans who wanted me for their ''young miss''. And then I almost got rescued by what I hypothesize as an Angel, but then I fainted. Since I woke up in darkness, I am assuming that I was not successfully rescued. But I also cannot hear the annoying old bastard''s voice, so I am also assuming that he is gone for the moment. I am also totally hoping that the fucker has croaked in a ditch somewhere. With that whirlwind of events, I am more than fucking inclined to believe that as of the moment I''m not really bound to some bloody chaos prina egg thingy and instead took one too many acid tablets. If not for thatmaddeningly painful binding shit, I would''ve been certain I was tripping.Of course, the sudden appearance of this bright blue hologram-ish box in front of me only served to feed my doubts further.
New User Detected! Unlocking Origin Bonus Package... Please Stand By...
Uhh... what the fuck is this? It seems a bit too stable for a hologram, unless technology suddenly jumped quite quickly in the few months were in those South-African strife zones. The words seem familiar though. Wait... I''ve seen this before, where was it again? Video game dialogues? Fucking hell, I''m in a video game now?
Package Unlocked! Bonus 100 SP acquired! Bonus 400 AP acuired! New Titles Unlocked!
SP? AP? I haven''t played shit in a long time but I think I still remember those. How much do I have anyway?
Would you like to access Status? ?????????????????Yes/No
Well that''s a no brainer. But I can''t speak, so... I''ll just have to think my answer, then? Yes.
Name: N/A Age: N/A Race: Primordial Chaos Dragon Egg Level: 0
Health: 10,000/10,000 +500/sec Mana: ??? Title: Dimension Traveler Vit: 1000
Tier: N/A Qi: 7/5000 ???The Bound One? Str: 500
AP: 500 ?? One of Origin Agi: 2
SP: 100 Mag: ???
When did I break this thing? And I really don''t like the bound one thing. Also, I''m an egg. A dragon egg, apparently, but again; I am now an egg. Fuck! How can I get even with that old fart as an egg?! I am not even sure I am gonna make it till tomorrow without becoming an omelett?! I have 10,000 health? Yeah, well that old fart''s abilities should be over 9,000 to just skip merrily in and out of Purgatory! Two hits, and I''m breakfast! But the magic and mana though... it''s either broken, orbroken. I''d prefer the latter very much, but as someone who has more experience in guns than cqc, magic is probably a better option for me, assuming that I could get it to work. Still, I need to make sure. Half-ass information is what got me killed back on Earth. Shit! Shouldn''t there be a gm function? Hello? Can''t there be at least a bloody Tutorial or something?
Event: Bloody Tutorial Initiated!????
Be Advised: Tutorial Level has been set to the highest difficulty, as requested by user.
Oh no. Oh hell no. You have got to be fucking kidding me!
For the Bloody Tutorial, you will be transported to an isolated Event Space.
Event will commence in 60 seconds!
Shit! I need a way to get away fast! Or at least even move! What the hell is with this Agi of two?! Even if I haven''t played video games for years, even I know that it''s bloody pathetic!.And what am I gonna do with that 500 strength?! I''m an EGG!!! ... Based on my memories of a childhood long past, tutorials should teach a new player that basics of the game. Even if the difficulty was raised, there was no changing that¡­ or so I thought. Until the very first thing I sensed when the countdown ended was a big ugly motherfucking armored troll slobbering at the sight of me not unlike the ones that nearly roasted a few dwarves and a hobbit.
Bloody Tutorial Stage 1
Objective: Kill Armored Trol Warchief and Proceed to next Stage.
Armored Troll Warchief... Is this suppose to replace the weak goblin or something? Really? ¡°EGG!¡± It roared, showering the nearby surroundings with its foul sputum, and began charging at me at a speed that I would have had no way to even perceive had I not placed all my given AP to Agi. Yes, that¡¯s right, Agi. At first it was a decision to eliminate my most glaring weakness but it turned out to be quite a good choice. Apparently, the speed increase applies to your cognitive functions as well. It doesn¡¯t mean I¡¯m suddenly a genius, I can just think faster. Way fucking faster. That gave me enough time to maximize the few seconds given to me before the event to strategize and prepare, and to now take full advantage of the few milliseconds I have before the trollreaches me. And so before the fugly mofo could even touch me, I used the second most expensive skill I bought earlier, while simultaneouslypreparinga non-magic-reliantevasionskill, just in case my expected conjecture about my broken magic stat proved to be false. To my relief, Blink activated and I blinked the way out of the bastard¡¯s path. The relief was short lived however, for just before the momentum of his charge vanished Mr. Warchief suddenlyglowed blood-red and charged to my direction even faster than before. Without any hesitation I immediately activated the other skill that I have prepared, Maximum Roll and wheeled out of his way, and once againbegan to construct the spellBlink as I did. Inwardly, I shook, if I stop or falter for but a moment, this high-speed game of tag could result to a certain troll supping on the scrambled remains of yours truly. Unless of course, my shell is harder than the ground and the rocks he keeps on pulverizing with each step he takes. ¡°Oogi. Want. Eat. Egg. Egg! Stop! Moving! ¡±This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. The bastard was gasping, just a little bit more, and I would be able to safely kill him. Uh, no thanks. But in recognition of your efforts, I will give you something to eat later. Just you wait, bastard. I steeled mysellf to make the distance a little bit smaller, just to tantalize him enough, so that he won''t have to resort to throwing rocks at mach 5, which, arguably, would be harder to survive from than this guy crashing about. The chase kept on going, he''s breaths becoming increasingly labored, until, finally, finally, he stopped to take a breather. Hey, hey, you''re tired ain''t ya bastard? Ya wanna eat right? Here have a, what is it again? Chaos Ball? Seriously, who the hell named these skills? Well, this one only cost me 1 SP though, so I shouldn¡¯t complain too much. Oogi want food? Here! HEY OOGI!TASTETHIS! I screamed with all the bottled up rage and impotence that had accumulated over the past few hours, cackling madly as the ball of chaotic energies grew larger and larger¡­ and larger, without any signs of stopping. At the sight of this, the cackling laughter died in my throat. The look of shock and resignation on my opponent¡¯s face surely would¡¯ve mirrored my own, if I had a face. For all that bravado and egotistical claims of mine of planning and strategizing the most ideal outcome, it seems I have forgotten to take into account my temper and my ignorance. I could only hope that this magic would either be unable to affect me, it''s user, as its intrinsic property, or that my defense against magic, which would be hopefully derived from my magic stat is enough to ensure my survival. I sigh, and as ifit was waiting for it, the diusaster masquerading as the level 1 magic spell Chaos Ball exploded. ... Meanwhile, in a parallel universe distant Plane, Shin Ling stared vacantly at the falling leaves of the Divine Iron Bamboo. When he was but an infant, he used to chase these leaves merrily, trying to cath them all before they fall. When he was a boy, he finally managed to just that, after achieving heights in cultivation that people could only consider monstrous for his age. And when that was not enough, he sliced them apart with his slender fingers, those leaves famed to be as hard as Divine Weapons, but that was all in the distant past. Shin Ling, the Divine Cloud of the Ninth Heaven, had fallen, and in its place was a crippled man with a crippled soul, whose injuries baffled even the wisest and most intelligent of the Healars and Alchemists. Not long ago, he was chosen to take part in a mission of grave importance for the future of their clan, the danger, though present, was not said to presentmuch of a threat tohim, but rather towards the one he was suppose to escort, the eccentric Soulbinder Elder Song Jun. Shin Ling was not told the specifics of the mission, only that its success is paramount to the future of their clan''s young miss, his third sister, and one he extremely doted upon. While the first half of their mission was easily accomplished, Shin Ling was shocked to find that the true strength of Origin was actually far above their own realm. He had already been quite cautious when treading upon Origin, but it turned out that his caution was still far from enough. In fact, it would have been for the best if they didn''t enter it in the first place. The Guardians it held were powerful beyond imagination, their appearance unlike that any he had ever seen, and their techniques, if he could stilldare name something as transcendant as those actions as mere techniques, didn''t even bore the slightest resemblance to the multitude he had experienced. Shin Ling was loathed to even admit it, but the presence of those Guardians alone would dwarf even The Divine King. In stark contrast to those Guardians however, were the souls they protected. While Shin Lingsaw that their sturdiness might even surpass the best of the Ninth Heaven, the energies they held were so absymal that even the cattle found in the First Firmament are even mighty in comparison. The disparity was so great that the ferocity which the Guardians wielded when a single was touched, even the one as flawed as Song Jun bound, utterly befuddled him. Even he found it miracalous that he was able to escape from with his life. As for elder Song Jun the soulbinder, Shin Ling could not even muster an iota of hope. And as for the egg itself, their greatest failure, Shin Ling had no idea. He was certain that it made its way out of Origin, but with the Guardian''s distortion, where it was sent was a mystery. Shin Ling could only hope that their clan and its allies find it before it is destroyed, or worse, be taken by the enemy clans. He had so many regrets in regards to this entire fiasco, butthe greatest of them alllay not in his failure, and shockingly, not even thetears that he had made his family shed when they saw him in his broken, seemingly irreparable state, it was the fact that his very soul was crippled to the point that he would be unable to use the myriad of insights he had gathered during that single encounter. Even in his current state, Shin Ling believed that if he''s soul could at the very least regain a fraction of his ability during his prime, he would no longer be just a mere Divine Cloud, but the entirery of the Sky itself. ... Meanwhile, in our universe a certain event space,
Stage 1 Clear! Armored Troll Warchief Defeated!
Stage2 Clear! Cyan Sky Wolf Defeated!
Stage 3 Clear! Unique Chimaeric Cerberus Defetead!
Stage 4 Clear! Mutated White Wind Tiger Defeated!
Stage 5 Clear! Legendary Li Jen Legion Defeated!
Stage 6 Clear! Thousand-Head Hydra Defeated!
Stage 7 Clear! Mythical Astral Binder Defeated!
Calculating Total Experience...
Error. Current Level Limit Reached. Further cannot be gained until after evolution.
Experience Shelved For Evolution Process.
New Titles Gained!
Bloody Tutorial Final Stage:
Objective: Defeat Divine Astral Dragon and Survive.
Numbly, I stared as a string of blue boxes flashed before me. I had survived, but I felt at that point something else in me didn''t.When the event commenced, I found myself in some sort of colliseum within what I assumed was a vast cavern. Now, well. I think I broke the entire fucking fabric of space. I mean, I don''t actually know what it would look like if it broke, but I''m assuming what I''m seeing is pretty darn close. Distortions everywhere, cracks here and there where some sort of some rainbow looking stuff oozed out of. And an abyss where Oogi once stood, extending far beneath the ground. In fact. And now, flying out of it, looking annoyingly majestic in spite of being clearly pissed off is adragon. The final fucking boss of the fucking tutorial. It''s not even a dragon egg like me, nor a hatchling, nor a fledgling, but a bloody full grown dragon that doesn''t even have the courtesy to have a reverse scale or a glaring chink in its armor. Truly, it''s been one thing after another. And it even has a Divine something in its name. If I go by fucking video game logic, that''s supposed to be some sort of World Boss material. Well, let''s hope another chaos ball could do the trick. But then, just as I activated the skill, it and the dragon vanished. The Dragon or The Egg? What just happened? A trick? A skill? Some sort of glitch in the ma-, ahem, system? Cautiously, I used my magic to trigger the active ability of my most expensive skill Extra-sensory, and began extend my ''senses'' in a spherical manner all around me. Nothing. At least, not in a kilometer-radius in every direction. I don''t know if I can''t sense anything else beyond that because it''s the limit of my current abilities or because of the restrictions of this fucking space. [So this is the fool who dare challenge my might.] Inwardly, I gulped. Even now, I sense nothing.And that bloody migraine-inducing voice, projection, or whatever it was, although it seemed as if from everywhere at ounce, sounded very close, and very angry, [You are quite blind, in more ways than one.] It continued, stating the fucking obvious. What should I do? Omni-directional attacks? But what if it attacks me in that moment too? I can''t escape if I don''t know where he is! Who knows, I might even blink right inside his fucking mouth! Use Maximum roll? Uh, there''s a fucking abyss in front of me, and quite a lot of spatial tears in every other direction. Oh, and again my enemy is a dragon! A Divine fucking dragon that''s clearly world boss material! [Now then, that should''ve been enough time for you to make peace with your death.] I died atop a mountain of corpses back on Earth, if I die here, I''m going to make sure it''s going to be atop your bloody Dragon corpse. Earh Ball! Water Ball! FIre Ball! Light Ball! Dark Ball! Chaos Ball! Taste my fucking balls you bastard! Pushing my Agi and Magic to their very limits, I activated one spell after another, trying to make them even more destructive than the first Chaos Ball I cast in the hopes that I would take down this bastard with me. But unfortunately, [You''re not very bright, are you?] My hopes were totally dashed. The balls vanished, as well as the Blink chain-cast that I had been simultaneously preparing. [I thought you foolish, not stupid. But apparently one must be both to have challenged the Devourer of Magic with nothing but pure magic.] Oh yeah, right. Hey, weren''t you suppose to be some fucking Astro Binder? Or is that Devourer of Magic shit some sort of title? Also, I was doing quite well until I met a motherfucking bastard like you. And you have conveniently left out the teeny weeny itsy bitsy little fact THAT I AM AN EGG! What am I supposed to do?! My only physical skill aside from Maximum Roll requires direct contact andI can''t even sense you! Hell, I''m not even sure how Predation works! I just took it as an afterthought! And I wasn''t even allowed to take defense skills for some bloody reason! Believe me bastard, I wanna kill you so bad! If I still had my human body I''d choke you to death with my-- Ah. Silly me. Well, for that to work, he has to swallow me whole. [Well, this has been quite a disappointment.] Hey, screw you asshole.You''re a disappointment! You''re ancestors are disappointments! Everyone in your entire fucking family tree are disappointments! [A Primordial Chaos Entity, even an infant, should''ve been an interesting opponent with their racial skills alone. Very well, let us end this farce.] Oh, you racist bastard. Still, racial skills, huh. Since I''m in a, what do ya call it, pinch? Then shouldn''t this be the part where I activate those said racial skills? No? Okay... The Dragon appeared, it''s maw above me, and then all around me.Dreadful teeth everywhere, even its very tongue seemed to have protrusions with edges sharper than razor blades. Its saliva hissed against my shell, but there was no paininstead there wasa suctioning force that tugged not at my physical self, but the very essence of my being, it thirsted for my magic, hungered for my soul, it sought to drain all of me dry, and yet the midst of all this all my mind could think was ''Please don''t chew. Please don''t chew.'' He didn''t. He swallowed me whole. So fucking eager todevourmy magic, to take mypower for his own. And so, without wasting anymore time,I activated Predation.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. *** Whenthe first Chaos Ball obliterated the floors above his lair, Kezair the Astral Binder felt both ecstatic and excited. He had thought then, that since his enemy was able to turn a basic spell into a singularity of such might,that their fight would be a grand and awesome one. As the spell struck him, and he devoured its essence, he marveled at the quality of its energy and salivated at the thought of the power his opponent held. But while he was not disappointed with the latter, he could not help but feel insulted and indignant at the memory of the former. His enemy, as it turned out, was the Egg of a Primordial Chaotic entity that had somehow developed a feeble excuse of a consciousness by some freak accident. At first, Kezair thought it a trick, a facade to lure him and let his guard down, but to his dismay, he found out that not only was his opponent solely depended upon magic, it wasn''t even able to bring out its own racial skills! When the Egg blindly began firing over-saturated magic spells one after the other, Kezair sighed to himself and decided to swiftly end its pathetic existence. At the very least, a Primal Chaotic Egg regardless of which species it was born from would prove as a great tonic even for a being as mighty as him. He just had to be careful that he won''t turn out to be its tonic instead. Using his self-created Ultimate Skill, Kezair of the Astral Binder, he isolated the Egg from the World Stream, and then physically engulfed him into his body, where his innate abilities as a Devourer of Magic would easily finish the job. Gradually, Kezair could feel the consciousness within the Egg weakening, and himself growing stronger and stronger. He was astounded at the outflow of power coming from it, but deemed it reasonable as it was, after all, an entity of Primal Chaotic origin. As the current showed no signs of ending, but instead showed signs of strengthening, Kezair began to feel ecstatic. If the situation continues as it is, not only would he be able to break through the bottle-neck that had plagued him for Aeons, he might even free himself from the accursed chains that bound him to the Indomitable System. But everything changed, when the fire nationEgg attacked. He had been tracking it very carefully, activating skill upon skill upon it, that his absorption of its power would be swift and efficient. Even when he had thought it barely considerable as something sentient, he still took it upon himself to act with utmost caution. He had wished to shatter its shell and destroy it immediately when he engulfed it in his mouth, but to his dismay, he found it far harder than he had ever imagined. His teeth which could pierce even the heavens could not even scratch it, his jaws, which could crush even gods found no purchase. It was quite well for him that the Egg had not engaged in physical combat, as the very thought of it colliding against its skull in highspeeds sent a chilling sensations up his spine. However, when the Egg showed no reaction even as it rolled about in his tongue, Kezair decided that he should just let his stomach acids, which could dissolve the Mythical God Metals, work upon it instead. And should it show the slightest signs of giving him trouble, he would immediately expel it immediately from his body by any means possible. Kezair had been very cautious, but he was not omniscient. The Egg disappeared, and its place was a mass of chaotic energy that began disintegrating and assimilating whatever it could touch. Shocked, he swiftly used the various spells he had prepared to transport it out of his body, but to his horror, it instead abosrbed them even more efficiently than he had done so towards the Egg''s earlier spells. Earlier, the Egg was being slowly dissolved by his stomach acid, now, the mass of energy had almost absrobed them all. Kezair had a grim forboding of what would happen if it would touch his stomach lining, or go up through his esophagus. As such, he gritted his teeth, activated skills and spells that enhanced his claws and softened his scales, and then, hecut out his own stomach as swiftly but as carefully as he could. As soon as he was sure that no trace of the energy remained within his body, he applied his swiftest healing spells and flew up and then back down the abyss. It would take himdecades to heal the injuries he had inflicted upon himself, but that is quite a short time for a dragon. What was important for him was that he survived, and that he had learned once more just how valuable it is not to underestimate one''s foe. Withan astral skillhe took one last look at the mass of chaotic energy that caused him much trouble, but it had already turned back to an Egg. ... When I activated Predation, it was quite an odd sensation. It was one I had felt before, but never quite in this manner. Some people call it being in ''the zone'' others call it ''auto-pilot'',but whatever they fucking call it, I had long decided that I really don''t bloody like it. For one, everything went by in a blur, and it was like, one moment, I was in a fucking dragon''s stomach, the next I was outside with no dragon in sight and over a dozen of blue boxes harrassing my sorry ass. My only consolation was that it didn''t have that bloody ''Ding Ding Ding'' sound effect. Because if it did...
Kezair the Divine Astral Dragon has admitted defeat!
Calculating Total Experience...
Error. Current Level Limit Reached. Further cannot be gained until after evolution.
Experience Shelved For Evolution Process.
New Titles Gained!
Final Stage Clear!
Calculating Rewards...
Chaotic Primordial Egg enhanced to Paragon Level!
10000 AP Acquired! 1000 SP Acquired!
Sigil of The Bloody Abyss Acquired!
Congratulations...
Admitted defeat... The fucker''s not dead then. Welp, next time I see the cunt I guess I''ll just activate Predation asap. Andwhat the hell is up with that congratulations!?! You got a fucking problem with me clearing this fucking tutorial?! Huh!?
Event Space Closing... Returning User to Original Space... Please Standby...
Darwins Not Gonna Be Happy Bout This... After a nigh endless amount of fucking boxes, I was taken back to the area where I first awoke. A quick scan revealed to me that it was a wide crater, with me at its very center. If I had more time earlier and saw this, perhaps I wouldn''t have been so much of a fucking pussy and smacked Oogi and bitch-slapped that fucking dragon to the moon. Well, as close as I could get to a bitch-slap with only my shell anyways. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see something blue blinking. If I devote my attention to it, I''m pretty fucking sure that I would once again be bombarded by a bloody number of blue boxes. And while I am tempted to know what kind of rewards that Abyssal shit had churned out, I have a bad feeling that if I stay here any longer, I might not get time to enjoy even a teeny tiny bit of those rewards. The fact that I am getting sleepy (do eggs even get fucking sleepy??), clearly is not a good sign either. I need to haul butt asap. But I need some shit so that I don''t get noticed either. Uh, how did I do this earlier again? System. List all, uh, stealth-related skills and spells available. Most powerful and effective ones first, within my price range. Yes. That last part was bloody necessary. I wasted precious time during the prep time before that nightmare of a tutorial cause of that. The options flashed before me, and I swiftly began to read through them.
Darth Nyx Skiill Rating: ??? 1000 SP
Umbra Penumber Antumbra Skill Rating: EX 1000 SP
Gechura Skill Rating: EX 1000 SP
Essence Shift Skill Rating: SSS 950 SP
Cloak and Dagger Skill Rating: SS 800 SP
Darth Nyx, Essence Shift, Gechura, Cloak and Dagger, Umbra Penumbra Antumbra.... What the hell are with these skills? Damnit! I ain''t getting conned again! Additional Condition: Usable by User without negative drawbacks. There was a small pause before the System showed the blue boxes again, it was almost as if I could hear a ''Tsk'' coming from somewhere in the vicinity. Fucking hell...
Essence Shift Skill Rating: SSS?? 950 SP
Void Walk Skill Rating: SSS 900 SP
Cloak and Dagger Skill Rating: SS 800 SP
Shadow Step Skill Rating: A 300 SP
True Stealth Skill Rating: A 200 SP
Essence Shift, Cloak and Dagger, Shadow Step, Void Walk, True Stealth... while these choices sound a wee bit more legit, I''m still a bit at a loss as to how to proceed. Ah fuck it, let''s go with Essence Shift. Essence Shift
Are you sure? Y/N
Why you little... YES.
Essence Shift Level 1 Acquired!
Shit, I''m getting sleepier, and the blinking lights on the corner seemed to blink even fucking faster. Okay, activate skills, goddamn essence shift feels weird, standby some emergency spells, and... let''s scram.If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. ... The Tian Yunrealm was one of Demons and Immortals, of Cultivators who soar through the heavens astride their swords, of Heavenly Beasts who could grow so enormous they could swallow worlds. It belonged to one of the Nine Realms where Qi and Divine Will reign supreme, where science never bloomed but alchemy and feng shui blossomed.However, in a small backwaterplane within it,was aworld where these rules werenot finite, a world ''infested'' by energies beyond the grasp of Gods and Fiends alike, a place where the strongest Cultivators are but slaves to those who wield them. Immortals and Devils waged war upon and for that world, and many more tried to destroy it with their abilities, only to watch in horror as their very attacks were devoured by the creatures contaminated by the energies. Fearing for the Universe, the Divine Emperor himself summoned his most powerful generals and embarked on a path that would lead to a war that lasted for thousands of years. And then, seemingly out of nowhere, a great seal appeared the likes never before seen; an amalmagation of the strange energies and that of Qi and Divine Will. The Divine Emperor claimed that it was of his making, but those who had personally fought the creatures merely scoffed at his words. The Seal was something far beyond even the Great Sages'' comprehension,and clearly something that Emperor could not even dare to hope to conjure. It was as if it was moored in a reality different from their own, but at the same time existed as an indestructible giant before them. No attacks could pierce it, no techniques could shatter it, no Immortal can enter it. Those that dared to try to do so by sealing their own cultivations ended up suffering fates worse than death. As such, they could do nothing but watch and prepare for whatever horrors would erupt. But as millenia passed, and not a shadow of the creatures ever resurfaced from that world again, and no being ever left the Seal, the fear that once permeated the Immortals'' hearts became mere memory. They had thought the nightmare over, the war finished, but the creatures were simply waiting, and when the sky split and the earth was torn asunder within that small world, they knew then that the wait was over. ... While I did fucking say that I was in a huge crater, I severely miscalculated the ratio of my abilities in comparison with the distance. The crater wasn''t just huge, it was fucking HUGE. At least three hundred bloody kilometers in diameter, holy fuck. How is this world not destroyed? Well, seeing as I''m a legit Dragon (Egg), this world might be bigger than I think, and definitely sturdier. Bloody hell, did this mean I destroyed this world''s equivalent of a "Beginner Village"? Don''t tell me I have to sleep out here!? I might wake up to find myself in someone''s stomach again!
Warning! Evolution Process is about to begin.
Shit! I''m going to evolve right fucking now?! Bitch! Am I a fucking pokemon?! Seeing as I had no bloody time to find a place to hide, I immediately shifted my efforts to making a hiding place of my own. Activating Maximum Roll simultaneously with Telekinesis, I turned myself to a fucking giga drill. I burrowed deep into the earth all the while using Telekinesis to return the displaced dirt back above me. If I was still human I would call myself a bloody retard for cutting off my air supply and basically burying myself alive. But right now, I don''t need to fucking breathe. I must be at least 2 kilometers deep by now, magic really is so fucking handy.
Evolution Process Commencing. Please Choose Your Next Species.
This is bad. This is really bad. I''m so fucking drowsy I don''t think I''ll be able to choose properly! What kind of bloody idiot designed this sorry excuse of a system!?
Chaotic Primordial Dragon Egg
Chaotic Primordial Phoenix Egg
Chaotic Primordial Cthulthu Egg
Primordial Astral Dragon Egg
Primordial World Devourer Egg
Primordial Elemental Divinity Egg
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