14 Aftermath (2/2)

exp 5,231/10,000

hp: 270 mp: 567

strength: 3

dexterity: 10

agility: 13

constitution: 9

Vitality: 10

Intellect: 21

Wisdom: 21

Charisma: 9

Luck: 18

Talents:

[Gift of tongues]

[Lucky]

[Beginners Poison Core]

[Serial Killer]

[Soul Survivor]

Skills:

[Stealth]

[Silent Casting]

Spells:

[Sleeping Poison]

[Poison Orb]

I was shocked as I looked over my stats. I had grown exponentially in the last 7 days. I could not help but wonder why my talents seemed to make me seem like some kind of super villain? All I had done was escape from a horrible situation.. Well I guess I did take it a little far, I did not need to slaughter them all just to escape.

After a moment of pause I just shrugged. what was done was done, I could not change it now. Perhaps This is just the way fate wanted it to be. What mattered now is what I would do next. With the goblin problem gone I was not in a hurry to leave this place, as it did provide me with shelter.

But this left me with the process of clearing out the bodies. I was not like the goblins, I would not simply eat the remains of the dead. There were litterally Hundreds of bodies, and if I left them here to rot they would not only get me sick, but likely attract monsters. The only choice I had was to do a mass burning. It was going to be hard, but what choice did I have.

I sighed and rolled up my theoretical sleeves. It was time to get to work.