3 Stigma Falsus (1/2)
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[Name: Stigma
Age: 10
Ranks: Unique
Skills: Unavailable]
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Huh? Wait, wait, Stigma, my name isn't Stigma, its Cheng Xuan…
Cheng Xuan or Stigma, out of hunger, woke up from his short nap, only to finds a text that looked like it was from a character log.
Ah! I get it, I was reborn, and so my name had to change to the world's standards and customs, so my current name is Stigma.
So I am bound by some system huh? But wait, skill? Huh?
The text disappeared after a few seconds, it seems the text will appear under certain conditions…
'I'll figure it out later…first things first, where am I…'
Under him, was a straw mat covered in dried blood and dried vomit.
Looking around, he could only see a tunnel made of some brown red rocks at the end he could see a faint light, along the tunnel seems to be wooden pillars that have aged.
'…Well, I guess I can only move forward, if I stay here for too long the place might collapse any second.'
At the end, he could see a pile of straw mats, above was a hole that seemed to have caved in from constant impact of the mats falling from the cliff above.
'Wonder what's inside, I hope it's food I feel like I haven't eaten since…'
Before he could finish his thought, he grabbed the nearest mat and untied it, a few seconds later, he threw the object back.
What he did was by reflex, after all, what would be anyone's response if he or she saw a corpse that was covered in wounds.
The corpse was an old man, who appeared to be in his fifties, he had numerous wounds on his face and body, what he noticed was obvious signs of being tortured, like he saw in films.
And when he looked down there were more.
He wanted to throw up but he held it in, he saw a large pool of blood at the edge of the pile. From the size alone, anyone could tell the numerous bodies were more than just old men, but also young men, he also saw women all of different age groups, he even saw children.
The smell alone explained that these bodies weren't here for long.
He even saw a pile of bones in the back, some even still have rotting flesh still attached to them.
He felt nauseated from all that was happening at once.
First, it was falling from what seem to be a never ending darkness, then hearing some nonsense eventually waking up from what could only be described as a hellish wake up call, and now he found himself face-to-face with a mountain of corpses covered in blood tied in straw mats.
He closed his eyes to breath, and images abruptly came to him, his current body was from a youth called Stigma, a failure of the clan and was removed of any inheritance being left in the small room without anyone looking out for him, because he had no worth.
And then it hit him, there was a straw mat underneath him when he woke up, he felta cold sweat came to him, he was dead, more accurately Stigma was dead, he was killed, and I took over his body.
Was he in the afterlife! Was this Hell!!!
He started to hyperventilate, he was dead, he had died, that can only be the answer he could think off. His hands started to tremble from all the realization…
The color drained from his face, his vision started to blur from the anxiety until he heard the notification…
*BING!*
[Host has established a realization of life and death…]
[Processing, host has accepted his death after assimilation, therefore conditions have been meet…
System will allow skills to be used…]
[Requirements have been meet…]
[Host has gained the unique skill ”Essence Reader”, System will allow body to continuously evolve to higher realm…Re-evaluating…]
[Host has gained the unique skill ”Poltergeist”, System will allow body to continuously evolve to higher realm…Re-evaluating…]
[Host has gained the unique skill ”Soul Eater”, System will allow body to continuously evolve to higher realm…Re-evaluating…]
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[Name: Stigma
Age: 10
Rank: Unique
Skills: Essence Reader, Poltergeist (1), Soul Eater
Current Souls Absorbed: 0%]
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Huh?
The text that disappeared before, had appeared again, but this time some more text are added.
Moments later, the text disappeared, he took a deep breath and started to calm down.
To check, he bit his lip and tasted blood, confirming he was alive.
Now, since he was considered dead, he was a free man.
He was not bound by the Naga Clan, so he can make a name for himself and get stronger so he will be able to control his own fate.
'Now then, how do I can make it appear again?'
He closed his eyes and started thinking, and started uttering words that would make it appear like he was playing a role playing game.
Open, View, Menu, Open Menu, Status, Open Status, Stigma's status, System, System Open, Life Gauge, Open System…
After numerous attempts, he could only say one more word he remembered that caught his attention.
”Right it was…Essence Reader!!!”
He closed his eyes then chanted 'Essence Reader'.
*BING!*
[Name: Stigma
Age: 10
Rank: Unique
Skill: Essence Reader, Poltergeist (1), Soul Eater
Current Souls Absorbed: 0%]
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He saw it again, but that wasn't all that he saw, when he set his eyes on the corpses, orbs of light were floating around the entire room, and when he looked at one, information started to appear.
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[Name: Gen
Age: 14
Rank: Common
Skill: None]
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[Name: Dino
Age: 27
Rank: Common
Skill: Hunting]
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[Name: Sandra
Age: 30
Rank: Common
Skill: Cooking]
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There was about another dozen names, about the same status: common and some have repeating skills, and they were either farming, cooking or hunting while the majority had none, well there are some exception…
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[Name: Danny
Age: 53
Rank: Rare
Skills: Blacksmithing, Glasswork, Masonry]
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[Name: Wendy
Age: 25
Rank: Rare
Skill: Sewing, Dancing, Calculation]
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[Name: Peter
Age: 40