Name: Fred Williams
Born World: Earth (ENWPI70059)
Race: Human
Faction: The Williams Family
Age: 17
Grade: F
Level: 50
XP: 17007/-
Mana: 255/255
Stat Points: 0
Traits
1. Abyssium (Unbound)
Traits
Trait 1:
Trait 2:
Trait 3:
Class
Current Class: Abyss Diver
Class Passive: Stillness of the Deep
Class Grade: Unbound
Class Rarity: Rooted
Skills
1. Aqua Barrage (Unbound)
2. Ocean’s Maw (Unbound)
3. Crushing Descent (Unbound)
Attributes
Strength: 74
Dexterity: 35
Vitality: 48
Endurance: 47
Mana: 51
Willpower: 22
Perception: 22
Intelligence: 22
After the finally getting my wits about be after everything with the Gene calmed down, I finally took a look at my status and honestly it was kind of a lot to take in all at once. My stats underwent another qualitive leap with strength and mana being the biggest risers.
Well that was good and all…but it was getting kind of lopsided. Especially when I wanted to be a trident user. Having high Dexterity in relation to me strength would be pretty important if I wanted to be successful in that endeavor.
Not much I could do about it now, but I’ll have to pay special attention to that fact when I can finally earn new skill points again.
But…I did lose my Traits which kind of sucked since I have no idea if that meant I would completely lose the benefits of Heart of Currents. That was a pretty important Trait when it came to fighting in water and being able to use powerful skills without too much of a rest if any at all.
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Losing that would be a very painful tradeoff.
Though…I suppose I can’t get too upset at it. That description was actually insane.
‘Your mana will naturally gain the weight of the deep Abyss of the Ocean. It is no longer the same mana shared by others around you, but instead something truly born of the deepest depths. To become the Abyss…is to Crush those who swim too close.’
Like bro what! To become the Abyss…is to Crush those who swim too close!! That is dope as hell and it literally feels like all those moments when the MC got some cool as reward and I’d be smiling at the book with like kid in a candy store.
I have half a mind to get up and go fuck some shit up right this second but almost as if the System could read my thoughts…it literally waited till right at that moment to hit me with another notification.
Ding!
You have the met qualifications to undergo the Evolution to the E-Grade.
Alert: At your current stage in a world undergoing Subjugation, advancing to the E-Grade would contribute significantly to the beginning of Phase Three: Grade Lift.
That was the end of the notification but it was enough. I was already aware of it since Grandpa went through with it once before. Though I was honestly a bit worried about it even now. Our family has some strong fighters, yes, but there are too many people on Earth for our situation to be completely unique.
It would be completely far fetched to assume Grandpa and I were the only ones who had the ability to evolve to the E-Grade at the moment. We discussed this already and there was no easy solution to the matter.
We could just wait until the Grade Lift was happening and then evolve right then and there, but what if its too late by then? What if evolving took significant time and then an E-Grade red alien shows up at our doorstep during that time? What the hell were we going to do then?
Now even if I was to ignore all of that…what about Earth in general? I wasn’t the most patriotic of people, but shit is different when it comes to the planet as a whole I think. Especially when they are quite literally trying to subjugate the planet.
Hm.
Shouldn’t we be actively trying to eliminate them from the entire planet? Like the City down south were most of the people died and the lava folks were still in control. I think we should do something about that.
Well…this is definitely the hero talk that gets people killed. Heroes either die a glorious death for all to bear witness…or eventually fall from grace and like the old saying goes, they live long enough to see themselves become a villain.
That’s not the life I want…but who said I had to go be a hero? I can just embrace the murder hobo lifestyle that some authors liked to make their MCs. I owed those red fucks a debt anyway. It’s well within my right to go collect it.
…but then again, that was still only one part to it.
Both the Snakebite and the Gauntlet Dungeons clearly had E-Grade levels to them. Phase 3 was not even the final damn phase. There were two more of them and the last one was literally called Test and wouldn’t come for another 100 years!
I highly doubt they were giving us 100 years just to get to the E-Grade. It hadn’t even been a year yet and both Grandpa and I were already here. So wouldn’t that some damn D-Grade bastard or shit maybe even C-Grade was coming to get us after that time?
Now if all of that was right…then doesn’t that mean that waiting around like this instead of advance as quickly as possible wasn’t in our best interest?
Sigh…
It was all pretty stressing to think about and well even after spelling it out like this I didn’t know what to do. So…I’m going to ignore it for a bit before I get a headache. I’ve been sitting in this room for a while now and I need to stretch my legs and get a feel for the increase in stats.
…
“Well? Think you could take Grandpa in a fight?”
I was standing in our little lazy river while Rakeon looked down at me with a smirk. He’s been out here with me as I tried various different things for the past 30 minutes or so. Running, punching, jumping, swinging my spear, all of that and then some.
At first it was a little rough since my body was literally stronger than my brain remembered it being and I almost fell on my face a few times trying to run, but eventually everything seemed to synch up after about 10 minutes or so.
Honestly.
Shit was kind of scary just how much stronger I felt.
“If it was just a regular fist fight? The old man might still be better than me.”
His smirk grew at my words.
“So your saying…if it was more than just a fist fight…Grandpa would get smoked right?”
I knew what he was trying to do, but I gave in anyway. It was more fun that way and he knew that too.
“I wouldn’t say smoked…but if mana were to come in the picture. Things would be different. That’s all I’m saying.”
He grinned, didn’t respond and then walked away.
I wasn’t like lying though.
That description wasn’t lying about my mana actually being different. That Gene allowed me to have far more control over my mana than I realized and when I tried to extend it out of my body.
I loved over my shoulder at the tree that snapped in half. I happened to be standing next to it, and the shit literally snapped under the weight of my mana. I didn’t activate crushing descent and that was the result.
Even now, I was lightly controlling the water near my hand. Making it move as I wished with nothing but the intent in my mind and the control of the mana that dwelled within the water.
Yeah…Grandpa wouldn’t be able to do shit if mana came into the picture.
Not that I’d ever say that to his face.
No sir.