Chapter 6 How to terminate a stable orbit 5 (1/2)

3 days later loud cracking sounded out in the sphere prison as Mars stretched his entire body amidst the broken and half melted spikes that floated around him in the low gravity while he confirmed his status

”status”

Name: Mars

Age: 0 (vessel 5220)

Race: Half-dragon human

Titles: [Living god of energy] [Conquer of Salen] [Tyrant King] [5000 year prisoner]

Class: [Energy]

Class level: 1

Status points:

Strength [195/1000] Constitution [376/1200] Dexterity [354/1500]

Intelligence [432/600] Wisdom [394/900]Charisma [1/10]

Active skills: [Dragon-flame magic lv 5] [Swordsmanship lv 4]

Class skills: [Energy: absorption] [Energy storage: 72/100] [Energy: discharge] [Energy: upgrade shop]

Passive skills: [Fire resist lv 15] [Commanding lv 3] [Mental reinforcement lv 5] [Pain resist lv 3]

looking at his total status points having doped to 1752 Mars felt some pressure as it now took less then 9 hours for him to 'die' due to his lower constitution status, he looked at the currently dark side of Alfan

”well i guess making a total shot in the dark would be a bad idea, as i could land in the middle of an ocean”

deciding to delay his prison break until he could see the surface Mars asked Info to pass some time

”Info what kind of races are there in Alfan?”

[the most common intelligent race of Alfan is the race of humans known to inhabit giant empires, republics and kingdoms all over Alfan, flowed closely by the race of beastmen that looks like humans mixed various animal parts such as ears, tails, fur and or claws, in some places of Alfan is beastmen considered a 'lower' race by humans and hunted down, while in other places they coexist with the human race peacefully.

the forests of Alfan are mostly home to elfs of different kinds known for their long eras and slender builds they have a vastly lower overall population than humans and beastmen while being blessed with a long lifespan, as they are mostly isolationist they have very little friendly contact with humans and beastmen.]

[the wast wasteland and desserts of Alfan are mostly home to the demon race, known for their dark almost ash-grey skin color, horns and red eyes they live in spars tribes and is often in a hostile relationship with all other races.]

”what about my race, the half dragon race?”

[half dragon are the result of a dragon and an other race mating, resulting in a offspring looking most like the non dragon parents race, having a long lifespan as well as the ability to undergo a half dragon transformation dramatically increasing combat effectiveness by growing claws, horns and

scale spikes on elbows and knees as well as raising sensitivity of all senses, but as the total population of the half dragon race is under 1 thousand in the entirety of Alfan they are mostly accepted as a myth among the other races]

getting exited by the epic description given by Info Mars asked in a slightly shaking voice

”...so i can transform?”

[no] falling over in disappointment Mars stated to spin admits the debris in the low gravity and asked by reflex after a few seconds

”...why not?”

[the metal collar sealed around the host neck is engraved with a dragon sealing formation and a metabolism suppression formation]

”well if 'they' went though all the headache of sealing this vessel in orbit, then this collar seems like a minor thing... is there also a magic formation on the sphere?”

[yes]

”what dose that do?”

[the magic formation on the sphere coverts sunlight from the outside and carbon dioxide from the inside of the sphere to oxygen creating a breathable atmosphere inside the sphere, but this formation seems to have burnt out or malfunctioned sometime during the last 100 years] feeling amazement at all the trouble 'they' went through to torture the former living god of war Mars asked Info after a moment

”...could i repair the formation somehow?”

[no, even if host had the materials to repair it the information on this kind of ancient transmutation formation have been sealed by the administrator so i would be unable to help]

”well that was a long shot anyway so don't mind it”

noticing the sun starting to peek out behind Alfan Mars stated to melt a hole in his prison with his flame while he asked Info

”any reconfirmations on where i should land on Alfan?”

[no, as long as host survives the reentry and impact with Alfan anywhere should be fine]