15 Chapter 0 Part 1 Transferral” (1/2)
New Game (+?) | Cyber World | Dawn of Magi
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On an open field of desolated lush forest, in a certain cave of an unknown plain.
Shrouded in darkness, it reveals no light. The cave have only a one-way path towards the outside, and inside of its sphere-like space, there is a drawing encircling on the ground.
It is none other than the Seal of Magi. With the use of Mana, one could create such a seal to invoke numerous kinds of magical spells. Legend has it that, there exist… a human, without special powers and magical items, could manage to use all 8 types of base Magical Properties. Flames, Water, Earth, Wind, and the counterparts of it, the Thunder, Ice, Lava, Aero.
Thin cold water dripping from the ceiling as the Seal of Magi, glowing ever so brightly. It's light, strongly pierced through the darkness inside.
Emerging from the ashes, a jet-black figure menacingly appears out of the Seal.
A black short wavy hair, innocently sharp brown eyes with an annoyance exists just underneath them. following down from her thin lips, a seductive long neck, she has no assets.
Behind that slender figure, exist many scars… both the outside and the inside. However, the wounds she have on the inside are no longer much of a hurdle now that she has become what she did not expect to become, and it happened a long time ago.
Slowly, she opened her eyes and was greeted by multiple of unexplainable ”screen” of [Notification], repeatedly popping up at the upper left corner of her visions.
*Fwoosh*
A flow of air burst out right in front of her, and coming out of it, is a dagger. Jaggy edged blade with a black wrapping of dark clothed leather on its handle.
[Find your way of life], You have managed to escape, you ---Error---
Opening her dead eyes, the girl went limp and then fell onto the ground. Blood flowing out of her mouth as she tries to move, and her eyes starts blinking rapidly as she mustered up the strength to lift her arm from the ashes of the ground.
/ +10 Intelligent / +10 Faith / -75% Health
*Cough *Cough
The girl coughs out blood, spraying them all out in front of her.
*Cough *Cough *Cough
She let out a lot more of it, and with each of her cough, it feels as if the ground is slowly being flooded in a red sea.
Her thick dark red liquid, along with the crystal-clear water and the ashen colored sand, they are now mixed in together, creating a truly horrifying sight for a minor to see.
As she stopped flooding the ground, a crack of grin formed on her pale white lips. Muttering in a husky voice, ”Hah… Tcehehe… Realistic indeed,” she said.
Reaching out her arm, she grabbed the dagger from the ground and then lifted her body up. And Looking down on the red sea, she saw a reflection of herself.
Status [Level 0] Progress: 0%
Name: Luosa / Occupation: Mage / Class: Single Path / Religion: Purgatory
Health: 25/25 / Mana: 350/350 / Stamina: 150/150
Strength: 2 / Vitality: 2
Dexterity: 5 / Resistance: 1
Intelligent: 5 / Faith: 5
Ability
Title: [None]
Perks: [None]
Innate Ability: [None]
Active Skill: [Wind Creation]
Passive Skill: [Appraisal]
Spells: [None]
She noticed something odd in that [Status Screen] of hers. ”Purgatory? What the hell is that, I thought I joined the Abyss. Hmm…” after a moment paused, she shook her head and thought, 'No, it's not the time to think about that. Maybe their real faction is that and not the Abyss. Doesn't matter. Either way, I got a religion, so everything now should go a tad bit smoother.'
Luosa expected that the status of the [Religion] would appear as the [Abyss] because… many ”terms” she encountered are leading to that expectation, like the [Slave Necklace of the Abyss] for example, it has the term of Abyss in its name, and sometimes when an item has that, it belongs to that group, their faction… or religion.
She then focused on the Ability section, and stares at her skill intensely. ”Now, what is the incantation for this thing”
[Wind Creation] ~ Dei Aeris madjun wil (Translate: The Air is under my will)
Description: Create Air to manifest a form of the formless Wind.
Effect: Cloak the equipment with many varieties of Spell Enchantment of the Wind.
/ Cost 10 Mana, 2 Mana/s to Maintain / Requires 5 Intelligent / Scales with Intelligent
”Heh, I can guess the Developer was drunk when making this, where and what language did they pull out that incantation from.”
Sluggishly, she fixes her posture as she stands up and wields the dagger to her left hand. The blood on her mouth coated her teeth in red. As she's wiping the blood, she mumbled, ”It's impossible for me to do the kill list right now, that should be obvious…” after a moment paused, she realized something, ”Hm? Wait a minute…”