《Loser? Nah I just dont care》 No regrets One? Two? No.. There''s three colors..... "Mom what is that guy counting?" "Don''t mind him. he''s a bit special," the mom replied with a wary tone Heh... Think whatever you want I don''t care. Where the hell is the bus? This is getting awkward. "Let''s go, honey" Finally they''re leaving. "W-wait!!" As the Mom stepped forward, her foot caught on an uneven pavement Oblivious, her daughter doesn''t notice and continues to cross the road A bus horn blaredThis content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. "HEY, STOP!" someone shouts "Huh? huh.. STOP!" the mother screamed Time slowed down Should I save her? I mean, she did call me weird... But... How bothersome. You just had to not notice your mother eh? There you should be safe now. Time goes normal The truck screeched into a halt Infront of her. "Huh? W-w-where? How is she there?!" "My daughter!!" The mother screamed, tears running down her cheek "Hey did you see that?" A person says in disbelief "Hey ma''am your daughter is safe" I said "Huh?!?" She''s right there The mother screams. Then started to run towards her daughter, "My daughter!" Tears turning into joy. "Is your daughter alright?" I asked "Yes! yes, I don''t know what happened but, I''m thankful." The mother replies with a happy tone Badum... Badum... My heart, feels relaxed. This feels nice. Badum... Badum... Huh? Why is my lips bleeding? Wait no. I cough¡ª Blood?! Badum... Badum... My he.. thud... The ground? Why am I on the ground? The mother turns her head, "Huh... HUH!... AHHH" Ah... This is it then? I just saved someone and this is how I''m gonna die? Cold.. Its very cold... Calm.. why am I so calm... I feel happy... I have no regrets "This guy? Are you sure about this boss?" Who? "Yes, Proceed" "Okay, Hmm lets see. Kelvin, 22 years old, Still no girlfriend" Hey hey! At least get your facts right! I was seeing someone! "Goodluck... Kelvin!" Dead...?(2) A pitch black void that seems to be endless, Appeared Infront of me. Where am I? Is this the after life? Water? Am I walking on water? knock. knock. As I turn my head. The scenery shifts, Its me well¡ª a younger version of me, I was really thin back then, my eyes still brown as ever. and.. my hair still barely existing. I remember this Scenario. Our apartment a small one, is just enough to support us I watch my 16 year old self, as he goes to the door and checks the peephole It''s a man in his late 30''s. Dark hair and black eyes. Dressed in a formal attire, a badge pinned to his chest. CPS ¡ª Child Protective Services My younger self opens the door. The man looks at him with a sadden face.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "Excuse me, young man." He says, trying to keep his voice steady. "Your.. Mother has passed away." "Hahaha.. You must have the wrong apartment!" "Im really sorry.. " Tears started to drop "No.. NO!!.." "You..." They both say turning their heads towards me. YOU.. YOUR THE REASON SHE''S DEAD DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA The floor beneath me cracks like glass. I''m falling Falling? Me? Its my fault? HOW IS IT MY FAULT? Drip. drip Water? No, blood "You''re useless." A slap. My cheek It hurts. "You couldn''t even help her.. And YOU DARE CALL ME YOUR DAD" CRASH A bottle shatters against the wall. I flinch. A dream.. Wait no.. I already died. Is this hell, where am I why... Why are all of these memories coming back Footsteps. Heavy. Approaching fast. "Ice cream? You want one my dumpling?" "At, ease soldier." "GET DOWN PRIVATE!" "Your useless" "You should have taken her place!" "Why COULDNT YOU JUST DIE" "I heard he killed his own mother." Kill? Kill? Kill? Who? Who? WHO KILLED WHO? I DIDNT DO IT A dark hand grabs my wrist. Huh? "You think you can leave me?!! We''re Friends right?! SARGEANT!!!" DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UPPPP!! I gasp. Darkness again. My body trembling. I blink, and for a moment, I see her face. Her cold, lifeless face. Reincarnation (3) "Hey man, can you just wake up already?" A voice, faint at first, then louder. Gasp... My chest its heavy.. A man stands before me. He''s tall, wearing a white mask? No.. If it is a mask why is his teeth showing. "Ah! Your finally awake" The man says, his voice filled with joy A dream? is this another dream? I look around trying to understand my surroundings. I notice another man the same as him. Sitting on what seems to be a pile of skulls The man Infront of me looks back and forth. "Hehe, Are you intimidated by my boss!" "Your.. Boss?" "Yeah, don''t u see the throne he''s sitting on?" A throne? I look back at the skulls he''s sitting on.. I just now realized it is a throne. "Now that your awake I shall inform you about your reincarnation!"The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. "Reincarnation?" "Yeah! Didn''t you hear the cool voice earlier? That was me!" "You mean the voice I heard when I was dying?" "BINGO! Hey boss this human is smart" ahem The person sitting on the throne stands up, his cool and intimidating aura fills the room. making everything feel heavy "Uhm" ahem "Shit" He start''s digging up the pile of skull. "Here it is!" He raises a scroll triumphantly and opens it with a dramatic flair. Only to tear it apart "Shit.. Well anyway" He quickly puts the toured up scroll together and reads. "As per regulation, you have been selected for reincarnated. You may do whatever you wish in the new world." ahem "And now. I cant send you there empty-handed. Hmm" He looks back at the pile of skulls, and then starts rummaging through it once more. "Here it is!" He raises his hand gracefully. Only to reveal.. A tiny, unimpressive toothpick "My beautiful weapon! C13314!" "Hey isn''t that just a toothpick? and why is it shorter than normal?" He laughs "Ha! Short? This is average... Actually Its VERY LONG!!" "Anyway, here" he tosses the toothpick towards me I catch it, then look down at the tiny thing in my hand "This really is short..." "Hmm... " He shrugs, clearly unbothered. I''ve said everything you needed to hear so I guess." Before I can respond a portal opens beneath me, the ground vanishes I start falling, the wind whipping past me. "Oh wait, I forgot to tell you about the sy¡ª" What?! He forgot to tell me what? My heart races. "Wait, hey! How the hell am I gonna survive this fall?" BOOM I slam into something soft¡ª wait, soft? I touch my face, then my body. I survived! and I''m actually alive again! I guess, this isn''t a dream As my body lies tangled inside a bush, I ponder. I''ve been given a second chance... I should make it count, right? I''ll make sure... make sure that... actually, I don''t know what I''m supposed to do. I guess I just want to relax now. Yeah, that''s it. I want to relax. Forest (4) Count Vermond rose from his seat, his amber eyes gleaming with determination. His raven-black hair, slicked back, revealed a faint scar above his left brow, a mark of battles long past. As his crimson cloak swayed behind him, he cast a commanding gaze over the gathered nobles. "We shall expand our land! To the east lies the forest¡ªwe will claim it and make it ours!" he declares with authority. "Count Vermond, even if we successfully claim a territory we would be constantly bombarded with monsters.. Even the kingdom of Allee wont dare to set foot in that forest" a hesitant advisor spoke with unease. "All the more reason for us to take it. If they fear it, we shall own it. And monsters?" he let out a low chuckle. "Don''t make me laugh. Just kill them¡ª it cant be that hard." "B-But, Count!" The advisor fidgeted with his fingers, his gaze shifting nervously. Vermond''s eyes darkened. He took a slow step forward. "Are you trying to say my decision is wrong?" The advisor lowers his head. "No... Count" A slow, creeping smile stretched across Vermond''s face. "Good, Now hurry up and expand our land!" Vermond swings his crimson cloak with superiority. "Bring anyone you need, Including Jaer and his troops with you¡ª I want no unnecessary casualties" The advisor straightened, his hesitation gone. "Yes, Count" *** "I''m so tired, I''ve been walking for so long" I say, my breathing heavy I glance up and see the river before me, its water sparkling in the fading sunlight, flowing gently. "Finally... WATER!" I take of my clothes and jump straight into the river. "SHIT. Its cold! ITS COLD!" I scramble to get out. I sit on the riverbank, catching my breath. Well, I''ve been walking for a while and the sun is still out, it should be night soon. I put my clothes back on¡ª My work uniform a sharp suit and tie... "THIS IS SO UNCOMFORTABLE" I throw my blazer and tie into the river, watching it float away. Now¡­ what the hell do I do? No matter where I go, it''s just the same endless stretch of green scenery and trees. Wait! I''m an engineer! I should be able to build a shelter for myself.. Right? Yeah! That''s right! I''m an aerospace engineer! and a sergeant! this is nothing compared to the amount of suffering I endure in the field! First, the materials. I''ll need wood¡ª that''s easy. Rope? I can just use vines! Stone for the foundation, that''s simple too... Wait.. How am I gonna do this without tools..... I grab the tiny toothpick that was given to me, I glance down at the tiny toothpick on my hand. Hey.. You must be useful, right?! Why else would he give me this? My face shifts through a series of expressions¡ªanger, confusion, and finally, a stern look¡ªdirected at the toothpick in my hand, as if trying to intimidate it into doing something, anything.Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. Ding "Huh?" -----C13314 (TOOTHPICK)----- [TYPE:WEAPON?] [RARITY: MYTHICAL] [DURABILITY: ¡Þ] -----[Weapon Ability]----- Piercing Strike: A deadly thrust, capable of piercing even the toughest of defenses¡ªif only it was... larger Your limit is your imagination: UNLOCKS AT LEVEL 50 --------------------------------- A UI? Well, typical... I''ve read some books before.. and yet I''ve never expected to experience it like this. Its like I''m playing an MMORPG. Mythical? Seriously? This tiny useless thing? It''s almost laughable. I look at the Ui that''s in front of me... This is gonna be fun! Hmm.. It has infinite durability. And an ability? I step forward, holding the toothpick with a tight grip. Here goes nothing. "Piercing Strike!" I say, expecting nothing to happen I thrust it forward, aiming directly at the tree. Nothing.. Then¡ª CRACK A sudden burst of force. The middle of the tree gone. The top the tree begins to fall. "Shit!" I shout, diving to the side as the massive trunk crashes I barely avoid the falling branches. The sound of the tree hitting the ground and shaking it. I lay there for a moment, trying to process what just happened. What the hell? "HELL YEAH!" This is gonna make things so much easier. If only it could be bigger. Using the toothpick, I scramble and collect what materials I can, cutting through branches and logs with surprising ease. The small tool proves useful, at least for now. I look at the pile of materials, that I''ve collected already Wood, done! Stone, done! now, I just need to collect a few more vines. My stomach growls loudly ... Right, I still need food. I sit down, running my hand through my hair, my mind racing. Where the hell am I supposed to find food? I can''t just eat leaves¡ªI need proper energy if I''m going to build this house. Fwoosh I turn my head just in time, my instincts kicking in. The arrow grazes my cheek, a stinging reminder that I''m not alone. A goblin suddenly appeared, a small and green creature with pointy ears. It holds a rusty sword. "Graw aa!" The goblin charges at me. "pft... HAAHHAAH" I couldn''t help but laugh at the scene in front of me. The goblin, all puffed up and running at full speed, was already panting heavily after just a few steps. Its small, round belly wobbled with each stride. This goblin wasn''t exactly the fierce creature I expected. It was... fat. Thud The goblin trips himself over. I walk towards the goblin, I kneel down and with one swift motion using my toothpick Piercing Strike I dispose of him. Ding Goblin Defeated +50 xp LEVEL UP! I leveled up? "UI" ----[Main Screen UI]---- Name: Kelvin Level: 2 EP: 50/95 Class: Former Sergeant (Aerospace Engineer) Health: 100/100 Mana: 0 Stamina: 11 +3 Strength: 8 +1 Intelligence: 6 Agility: 5 +2 Inventory: C13314 (Toothpick)Basic Clothes (Work Uniform) Skills: Engineering Knowledge (Lv. 1)Basic Combat (Lv. 1) [Button: System Settings] [Button: Quest Log] [Button: Inventory] [Button: Skills] --------------------- Sweet, I leveled up and my stats went up. It really is like an MMORPG. I look back at the goblin "You should''ve just used your bow. I wonder if you got lost, don''t you guys travel in groups.. Oh well lucky me" I grab it''s bow and "store" the bow, it disappears from my hand "Inventory" -----[Inventory]----- [Bow] Weapon (ranged) Rarity: Common Durability:6/10 --------------------- It should be useful later on. I quickly made a fire, using the goblin as my food source for now. The moon is rising. Its cold I stare at the goblin leg that I''m holding, thinking if Its edible. Goblin meat, is edible as long as its cooked properly "Huh? Who said that?" Oh, come on! It''s me. The gu¡ª UI. "Who?" "..." "Oh, well I guess Ill trust you for now." I quickly bite into the piece of goblin meat, chewing through the tough texture and swallowing it down. It''s not great, but it''s food. "Ahh, I''m so full" I lay down and look at the moon "This isn''t so bad after all, I wonder how many day''s it''ll take to build a house." As the cool night air surrounds me, my eyes begin to flutter shut, and before I know it, I''ve fell asleep. Ashes of My Home (5) I wake up. The cool air brushes against my face as I open my eyes. I stretch, groaning slightly as the soreness from building the house hits me. I glance around. The moon''s still up, but I can see the first light of dawn creeping over the horizon. "Shit, did I really just sleep through the night?" I mutter, rubbing my eyes. I sit up, brushing leaves and dirt off my clothes. The fire from last night is down to embers, still faintly glowing. I start my daily routine: a 10km jog followed by an intense workout. Doing whatever I can¡ªpush-ups, sit-ups, crunches, burpees¡ªpushing my body past its limits. I take a deep breath, sitting under a giant tree, looking at the pile of material''s that I collected yesterday. After resting, I continue to build my house. This shouldn¡¯t take long, right? *** "We should get going. The earlier we finish this, the better," a man clad in armor speaks up. "Hey, you there, advisor¡ªwhat''s your name again?" "Kenta.. My name is Kenta, Sir jaer" Kenta say''s quietly. Jaer looks at him briefly, then asks, "Kenta, how long until we reach that forest?" Kenta glances ahead, thinking for a moment. "Two days, Sir. If we keep a steady pace." "Two days... huh," Jaer mutters, looking ahead into the distance. His face hardens as he mentally prepares for what lies ahead. *** Finally... my house, IS HALF WAY DONE! I stand back, taking in the sight of my progress. It¡¯s rough, but it¡¯s a solid start. A feeling of accomplishment swells in my chest, though I can¡¯t help but think of all the work still left to do. The house is half-built, with rough stone walls and wooden beams for the frame. The roof isn''t finished yet, just a few beams placed to mark the structure. The entrance is open for now, no door in sight. It''s simple, but it''s a start.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. That should be enough work for today. I look up to the sky, the sun almost setting I prepare my dinner¡ªthe same goblin I killed yesterday. As I take a bite, the tough texture hits my tongue. Still not great, but food is food. After eating, I head into what I now call "home" and sleep on the floor. The next day I wake up, and I start my daily routine: a 10km jog followed by an intense workout. Doing whatever I can¡ªpush-ups, sit-ups, crunches, burpees¡ªpushing my body past its limits. I again take a rest under the big tree. continue to build my house. eat. "Nothing exciting is happening.. I mutter to myself drifting to sleep" sleep. The next day I wake up, and I start my daily routine: a 10km jog followed by an intense workout. Doing whatever I can¡ªpush-ups, sit-ups, crunches, burpees¡ªpushing my body past its limits. I again take a rest under the big tree. I stand there, gazing at the house I built with my own hands. Every piece, every corner feels like a part of me. "This... this is my home," I whisper to myself, a smile creeping across my face. "Finally," tears of joy drip down my face. My house... it''s built. WHOOSH! The sharp crackle of flames fills the air. "Huh?" My eyes widen in disbelief, unable to fully comprehend what¡¯s happening in front of me. My house... why is it on fire? I stumble backward, my heart racing. Panic sets in as the flames dance higher, swallowing the structure that I had just completed. "Destroy that house... THIS LAND IS OURS!" A knight on horseback shouts, his voice carrying over the roar of the fire. His armor gleams under the sunlight, reflecting an aura of authority as he points toward the remnants of what was once my home. Tears well up in my eyes as I watch everything I¡¯ve worked for burn. The flames lick at the sky, and in that moment, I can do nothing but watch. "NO!" I shout, rushing toward the inferno, but I¡¯m stopped by the looming figure of the knight. My face hardens, like stone, as I glare at the knight. "Do... you know how long it took me to build this?" I mutter under my breath, my voice barely audible, but the anger in it is clear. The knight smirks, clearly unfazed by my words. "Does it matter? It¡¯s not your land, and it never was." "Land?... LAND???" I thrust my toothpick towards the knights neck with a swift motion. The knight blocks my toothpick with his hand as if it were nothing more than a nuisance. "Are you really trying to kill me with a mere toothpick, huh?!" he laughs mockingly, his voice dripping with disdain. "Do you have a death wish or something?!" My face filled with anger.. I mutter. "Pier¡ª" "Huh?" the knight replies, his grin widening. "Are you trying to say something, rat?" His voice grows even more mocking, as if I¡¯m nothing but a nuisance to him. "PIERCING STRIKE!" I shout out With a burst of force, the knight¡¯s hand and torso are torn apart. His body drops to the ground, blood pooling around him. Knight defeated +100xp LEVEL UP! The other knights quickly notice. "Knights.. ARREST HIM." Kenta screamed. I sprinted toward my house, heart pounding, but the knights moved quickly, blocking my path. They grab me, their hands tightening around my arms, holding me firmly in place, not allowing me to move any further. They struggle to force a sack over my head as I thrash, trying to break free from their hold. ¡°My house... MY HOUSE!!! I¡¯M GONNA KILL YOU ALL, I¡¯M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU¡ª¡± My words are cut off as everything suddenly goes dark. ¡°That should keep him asleep for a while,¡± one of the knights mutters, his voice tinged with both relief and satisfaction. Blood in the air (6) Splash. Coughing, I gasp for air. "Wha¡ªthe hell?" "He''s finally awake," a knight snickers, his voice dripping with amusement. Another voice chimes in, "Hey, boss man, what do you want us to do with him?" From somewhere in the shadows, a cold, detached voice replies, "Do whatever you want with him. Just make sure to keep me out of it." "Copy," both knights reply in unison. As they finally yank the bag off my head, I blink against the sudden light, my eyes struggling to adjust. I try to move but I was tied down. I quickly scan my surroundings. I realize we¡¯re nowhere near where we were earlier. But we''re still in the forest. One of the knights steps forward, his presence commanding. He¡¯s a tall, muscular man with tousled brown hair and sharp brown eyes that seem to scrutinize me with a mix of amusement and indifference. "You''re not from around here, are you?" he says, his tone sharp and probing. I look at him, refusing to answer. Instead, I smirk. Not from around here? No shit. "Not gonna answer?" The knight¡¯s voice hardens. In one swift motion, he draws his sword and swings¡ª Blinding pain erupts in my chest. My breath hitches, my body recoiling as warm blood seeps into my clothes. "Aghh¡­ WHAT THE¡ª" SWING Fire explodes across my ribs as the blade slices through flesh again. "AGHH!" SWING I collapse to my knees, gasping. My vision blurs. Every breath burns. The taste of iron floods my mouth¡ªI must¡¯ve bitten my tongue. "Just answer so we can get this over with," the knight says, his tone edged with impatience. My head throbs. My body screams at me to surrender. "F..." I mutter, spitting blood. "What?" The knight leans in, bringing his ear close to my mouth. Big mistake. Summoning what little strength I have left, I sink my teeth into his flesh, clamping down with all my might. He thrashes, but I don¡¯t let go¡ªnot until I taste blood, not until I feel something rip. He screams¡ªtoo late. With a final, vicious pull, I tear his ear away. "HAHAHAHA! FWAK YUU!!" I spit the bloody ear onto the ground, my lips stretching into a manic grin. The knight¡¯s face contorts with rage. Veins bulge in his neck as he raises his sword. SWING "YOU FUCKING RAT!" SWING "DIE! DIE! DIE!" I throw myself back, but the blade still catches my shoulder. White-hot agony tears through me. My limbs feel heavy, my vision narrowing into tunnels of red and black. He lifts his sword again, and I know¡ªthis next hit will kill me.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. But before the blade can come down, another knight steps in, catching his arm. "That''s enough... He''s gonna die," the knight says. "Call the goddamn he¡ª" ... Call? Who is he gonna call? My vision is fading.. My hearing... Is this it? I''m gonna die again... I don''t wanna die... "HEY HEY HEY" A shock jolts through me. My vision sharpens, my hearing snaps back Wait.. What? What happened? How am I alive? I glance to the right, my neck straining against the knight¡¯s grip. Two women¡ªI think they''re women?¡ªstand far off. Their mouths move. They seem to be saying something, but the words are lost, swallowed by the chaos around me. "Hey¡­" His voice is low, almost a growl, and I can feel his breath on my skin¡ªhot, rancid. His face is right in front of mine, his brown eyes mere inches from my own. I can see the flecks of gold in them, feel the weight of his gaze like a physical force. "Your probably wandering how your alive right?" He voice full of mockery "WELL ILL SHOW YOU!" My head snaps backward, my neck screaming in protest as he drags me up. My hair¡ªburning? No¡ª He''s yanking it. "HERE THEY ARE" He screams lifting both his arms in the air Infront of me two girls. The first girl, tall and imposing, stands with an air of confidence. Her long, dark hair cascades down her back, and her green eyes are sharp¡ªpiercing. They don¡¯t look at me with pity or fear; they look at me with the knowledge that I don¡¯t belong here, that I¡¯m just a pawn in some twisted game. The second girl is smaller, her blonde hair barely fluttering in the wind. Her pale blue eyes are intense, searching. There¡¯s something behind them¡ªdetermination, a sense of purpose. Even from this distance, I feel the weight of her gaze. She¡¯s not just standing there; she¡¯s waiting, watching, calculating. It¡¯s as if she can feel the flow of magic in the air. They don¡¯t move, yet everything about them screams power. They stand still, not like helpless bystanders. "They''re what you call mages!" He sneers, pointing at his mouth. "M-A-G-E-S." "Well to be more specific. Healers!" He speaks up, "You see my ear? The one you bit? ITS FULLY HEALED" My face flushes in disbelief, Wow.. I''m seeing magic up-close I cant believe it! "Hmm..." He mutters, narrowing his eyes at me. "Why are you happy?" His voice is low, sharp¡ªlike he¡¯s reading me, dissecting the surprise in my expression. Without warning, he swings his sword with brutal precision. The blade cuts through the air with a deadly accuracy, slashing into my chest before I can even react. FUCK! It hurts¡ªthe pain rips through me like fire. SWING I can¡¯t breathe, I can¡¯t think¡ª "HAHAHAHAHA!" My chest is on fire, I can feel blood pouring out... SWING "AHHAHAHAHA!" I can''t take this. I can''t... [SYSTEM ALERT: NEAR DEATH STATUS ACTIVATED] The words flash across my vision in blinding red. [SYSTEM BUFF: ALL STATS +100% FOR 10 SECONDS] A surge of power floods through me. Strength courses through my body, sharper than ever, like a last breath of life. My pain¡­ it¡¯s still there, but now¡­ it feels like fire instead of agony, burning through me with purpose. I quickly pull out my toothpick, using it to escape. I point it towards the ground, my hand trembling from the lingering pain "PIERCING STRIKE!" With a sudden burst of energy, I''m flung into the air. I¡¯m airborne, flying, the force of the strike making the knight look up in disbelief. I look at the ground. I''m.. too high ... SHIT HOW AM I GONNA LAND SAFELY. I need control.. I need to not die I open my arms, like a bird fighting to catch the air beneath it. As I spot a tree¡ªhigh enough for me to latch onto¡ªmy instincts scream at me. That¡¯s my shot. I reach out, my fingers closing around the trunk as I latch on with everything I¡¯ve got. But I¡¯m moving too fast. The momentum is overwhelming, and before I can even think, I crash into the tree. CRACK! The impact sends a shockwave of pain through my body. My ribs slam against the bark, and my chest feels like it¡¯s about to shatter. FUCK! I slide down the trunk, my vision swimming, the world spinning wildly. My grip falters, and I drop the final few feet to the ground. "hahaHAHAHA" "Im alive..." [SYSTEM ALERT: HEALTH CRITICAL] I can feel that.. [SYSTEM ALERT: Activating 0-01] 0-01? whats that ------[SYSTEM]------ Activating: 0-01 [Skill Unlocked: Regeneration] Condition: Health below 10% (Critical Status) Effect: Regenerates 5% of total health per second for 10 seconds (50%) Cooldown: 1 Minute ---------------------------- So it heals me for half of my hp? how useful.. I stay layed down my vision starting to fade A short rest wont hurt right?