Wamillust
Isran sighed and subtly looked at Elysi. The woman still seemed a bit nervous but also alert, that was good she didn’t have to worry about protecting both herself and her.
She resisted the urge to grumble under her breath. The gods could be such pains in the ass. What kind of joke was reincarnating her naked with someone nearby? As she figured out a new thing to grumble about a small blue slime hopped into view, its stolen eyes floating around its form viscous.
It was strange, the st time Isran had encountered slime they were scared of her, a hierarchy that was respected among dungeon monsters upheld. Yet they thrust themselves at adventurers with no sense of self preservation, as a higher ranking monster in her previous life, she hadn’t been as bound to the whims of blood lust.
Elysi stopped walking as Isran pulled out her sword—dropping their luggage gently on the floor, just as she expected, the monster heard the sounds and turned. Though Isran was unsure which of the eyes were for the vile creature.
It unched straight at Elysi, faster than Isran remembered but with a quick forward step she sshed it mid air, the monster—now split in half—fell to the ground and a notification appeared in front of Isran.
CONGRATULATIONS
SLIME MOB DEFEATED
EXP POINTS AWARDED
Just as she dismissed it two more slime hopped into the space.
Isran adjusted her grip on her sword. It was during her second life that she had become used to wielding a sword and most of her knowledge with the weapon was muscle memory, though Isran wondered if rudimentary sshes were a good jumping off point for a sword wielder. Monsters weren’t very martial art savvy.
Elysi took a few steps back and swiftly docked an arrow into her bow, she was fast, Isran wondered how long she had been an archer as she watched her fire at one slime.
The second slime built up tension in a low stance and unched itself at Isran, aiming for her eyes. She had already side stepped it before the monster was truly in the air and pivoted to face it. It was closer, so instead of unching it hopped—and if Isran had never seen slime unch mid air she would’ve been the next set of eyes floating in the blue form.
Another well timed side step followed by a clean upward ssh.
Another notification popped up as more slime hopped into the room. With a small groan Isran turned around to face them. She had the mind to remember to watch Elysi’s back.
A few minutes ter, probably less time than it had felt like. Isran was panting, moving around and fighting so many slime had taken a small toll, her breathing slightly ragged and her arms burning from her swinging the sword around.
A slime had clipped her shoulder, but fortunately she had leather shoulder guards and was unharmed.
Elysi looked equally as fatigued, her shoulders drooped. Isran took the time to watch her tail, the cat-like appendage drooping as well, as tired as its owner. Her ears, reminiscent of a sheep’s were still alert though, twitching slightly.
“We should eat the fruit.”
Elysi nodded and approached the bags. A few dead slime had slid off the leather and coated the top in a faint blue sheen. Isran sighed and tried her best not to touch it as she opened the bags. Like she had suspected, the moment she swallowed the fruit her fatigue vanished.
“What was that room?” Elysi whispered as she bit into the fruit again, probably still a bit hungry.
Isran wasn’t exactly sure, but that had been the room she lived in in her first life. Her death was on the floor of that marble. The dining table and random frozen people were new though, as well as the assortment of weapons. A few things were also missing, her TV—that was not working at that point—and guns she used to keep in her chest. There were less clothes than she knew she would need and a few items she had never owned in the chest.
She shrugged and with a small wince carried the bags. “We should get out of here… in case there are more.”
Elysi nodded and that was the end of the conversation.
Isran hoped she wasn’t coming across as mean, or even standoffish, but it had been an entire lifetime since she had interacted with people that were not trying to kill her, it was a bit of an adjustment.
Isran wondered if her theory that she had been reincarnated in the same world as her previous life was true. She had encountered people that had simir animal features as Elysi, but it had mostly been humans that came to her floor. The dungeon also had a strange makeup, not the dungeon she thought about when fantasizing about them on earth, though she hadn’t been very mobile in her second life so she could be wrong.
It was strange, knowing a lot about the dungeon but nothing about the outside world of a world she had spent an entire life on. If it was the same world anyway.
It didn’t matter. There was no point dwelling on the past. She had more pressing issues anyway, like how she was going to convince Elysi not to ditch her the moment they left the dungeon. She would definitely get swindled if she went about trying to navigate the world on her own.
“So… why were you sleeping naked in a dungeon?”
Isran smiled faintly, A curious woman would be easier to convince.
“No idea… I just woke up here.”
Elysi frowned and gnced at her from the corner of her eye. “Really?”
Isran couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped her. “It does sound sketchy but I’m being honest.”
“Sketchy…?”
Ah, some phrases would not carry over, made sense.
“Suspicious. I remember entering the dungeon but after that not much else.”
Elysi nodded, though she seemed a bit unconvinced. “You speak like an orc… your accent. Are you from Thespire?”
Isran briefly thought about lying, saying yes and dropping the topic but she knew that lie would bite her in the ass ter. Elysi herself had a slightly British accent, though some of her words sounded too smoothed out.
“Uh.. No.”
Elysi only blinked at her and didn’t ask anymore questions, her brows furrowed as she chewed her lip.
After a few more minutes of weird silence they found a set of stairs.
“Finally.” Elysi mumbled and immediately started ascending them.
Isran grunted lightly, climbing stairs with the bags on her back would be a bit taxing but there was no other way to leave the floor they were on.
The floor they climbed to was an office space. Several cubicles and dead computers damaged by previous fights and monster activity.
“This is the first floor, we just have to find the exit…” Elysi mumbled faintly.
Isran looked around a bit more, a few filling cabinets with paper and random pens scattered around the room, the walls were covered in thick moss and the pce smelt faintly of decaying fruit. It was strange to see such modern equipment in the dungeon. She wondered how the people of the world used the scraps. Everything in those computers was surely fried.
They walked quietly through the wrecked, pce, through corridors, and conference rooms all equally destroyed. Isran felt a weird kind of disconnect as they walked through the ruins of a building that resembled her office in her first life… before the world had gone to shit. She felt like she was walking through the ruins of an old civilization, which was probably a very accurate descriptor.
“So you aren’t from Thespire?”
Isran winced, she guessed they were still talking about it. “I don’t know where Thespire is…”
Elysi nodded and didn’t bring it up again.
Isran took the silence as an opportunity to see the notifications she had received during their earlier fight. She dismissed the successful kill notifications and read through the others.
CONGRATULATIONS
LEVEL 2 REACHED
1 ATTRIBUTE POINT AWARDED
CONGRATULATIONS
LEVEL 3 REACHED
1 ATTRIBUTE POINT AWARDED
CONGRATULATIONS
LEVEL 4 REACHED
1 ATTRIBUTE POINT AWARDED
It stopped at level four. No skill reted notifications, that was unfortunate, she wondered at which level she would be awarded a skill. A strange thought popped up, a hope that they had one st fight so she could at least get a skill before leaving the dungeon.
She wondered what attribute points were and a window popped up.
ATTRIBUTE POINTS:
POINTS TO BE DISTRIBUTED AMONG YOUR ATTRIBUTES. [YOU CAN VIEW YOUR ATTRIBUTES IN YOUR STATUS SHEET]
Isran was familiar enough with status sheets from video games and called hers with a thought.
Isran the Great
RACE: Human
PRIMARY CLASS: Knight
SPECIFIC CLASS (1): Knight of Greatness (5)
SPECIFIC CLASS (2): NONE (0)
HEALTH: 100/ 100
MANA: 0/ 0
ATTRIBUTES
STRENGTH: 5
ENERGY: 5
DEXTERITY: 5
ENDURANCE: 5
SPEED: 5
POTENCY: 0
Knight of greatness? That was an interesting css title. She had three attribute points and wondered for a moment. During her fight with slime her biggest setback had been her dexterity, but swinging a sword around would be better with a higher strength count. Speed was also an enticing attribute she could see being useful.
“Isran.”
Isran gnced away from her status sheet to see four blue slime hop into view. Maybe she would regret making a hasty decision—she put one of each of her newly acquired attribute points into the three attributes she had been pondering. She wondered if a one attribute point increase would show a noticeable increase in her upcoming fight.
Isran the Great
RACE: Human
PRIMARY CLASS: Knight
SPECIFIC CLASS (1): Knight of Greatness (5)
SPECIFIC CLASS (2): NONE (0)
HEALTH: 100/ 100
MANA: 0/ 0
ATTRIBUTES
STRENGTH: 6
ENERGY: 5
DEXTERITY: 6
ENDURANCE: 5
SPEED: 6
POTENCY: 0
She dropped the bag as she dismissed the status sheet, drawing her sword as Elysi shot an arrow at one of the slime.
Isran adjusted her footing and watched as one slime hopped towards her, its movements almost resembling care.
It readied up and unched itself, and the ease with which Isran side stepped its attack was very much an effect of her increased speed and dexterity. It wasn’t a huge difference, but it was a noticeable difference.
Isran shifted her feet and cut the monster down—still mid air, then narrowly avoided another slime.
She pivoted and stabbed the monster, then watched in mild disgust as it slowly stopped wiggling on her sword and slid off.
The sound of hoping filled her ears and Isran counted six new slime.
Two were immediately taken down by Elysi while Isran readied her stance to kill three that had simultaneously unched at her.
Her ssh cut through two of them fully and the st one fell to the ground, half cut and wiggled around till Isran stabbed it.
Elysi hopped back a few feet as she readied her next arrow. The slime fttened itself and unched at her, and with wide eyes Elysi ducked and twisted, arrow ready to kill the monster. It hopped once—trying to avoid the arrow and with quick reaction Elysi twisted her upper body and fired at it, killing it upon impact.
They waited, still poised to expect an attack but after a minute none came and with that out of the way Isran sheathed her sword and picked up the bag again.
CONGRATULATIONS
LEVEL 5 REACHED
1 ATTRIBUTE POINT AWARDED
CONGRATULATIONS
LEVEL 5 REACHED
1 SKILL SLOT OPENED
Master of the Sword
Champion of a great god, you have been blessed with an enhanced version of a rudimentary skill. Your mastery of the sword will not only be easier but faster in comparison to your foes and friends alike.
[PASSIVE]
Slime syer
You have syed more than 15 slime. This skill will help you kill this mob monster with even more ease.
[ACTIVE]
Having only two options was a bit disappointing but Isran didn’t dwell on that. She knew which one she was picking. Locking a skill slot with specific low level monster reted skill was stupid, a weapon specific skill could seem restrictive but she found it quite useful. Master of one or master of none. She ignored the ‘Champion of a great god’ line and mentally accepted the skill, whatever the gods were up to could wait. A new window popped up as she narrowly avoided tripping over a chair.
CLASS
NAME
TARGET
DESCRIPTION
Knight of Greatness
Master of the Sword
Champion of a great god, you have been blessed with an enhanced version of a rudimentary skill. Your mastery of the sword will not only be easier but faster in comparison to your foes and friends alike.
Huh, a nice table to view all her skills and how they applied. The system of the world was rather organized.
“Finally.”
Isran dismissed all her windows, she would have to remember to put her new attribute point into one of her attributes ter.
Before her—breaking up the mossy wall was a purple section. The dungeon exit she presumed. It was funny, she had lived a lifetime in the dungeons and had never seen a dungeon exit.
Elysi immediately walked through, her form being swallowed by the dark purple.
Isran gnced back at the dungeon floor, her heart stuttered in her chest, a bit scared to leave the pce she had called home the entirety of her second life, with a soft sigh she stepped through the exit, ready to see the outside world for the first time.
