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A few days later.
A handsome black-haired elf man sat on top of a huge pile of dead bugs, and even though the entire room was covered in a foul stench, the man didn't seem to mind it, as if he had gotten used to it.
He was covered in dried-up purple blood from top to bottom; his clothes were in tatters; and there were a lot of new cut scars on his already scar-filled body; his left arm up to his shoulder had turned into some kind of black-dyed, robot prosthetic arm. He had blood trickling down from the corners of his lips, and his bright orange eyes were gazing at everything in a cold, indifferent, and calculative manner, but even though he was in tatters, there wasn't a single change in his face, which remained stoic, as his very presence indicated that he was dangerous.
[Level 7 (7490/12000)]
After accumulating 1250 experience points, my level became 6, which then required 6000 experience points to level up, and now I was level seven, from killing above 1000 Scorpio-Pedes; if I'm right, then it is 1263 bugs to be exact.
Now, I'm a rank C (-) hunter, with a 2-point increase in all my basic stats.
'Stats.'
[Status window:]
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[Name: Eshwar]
[Race: Cosmic human.]
[Title: Indifferent Berserker of the Twilight (IBOTT)]
[Perk: Growth]
[Class: Martial Artist (Proficiency: Rank-E (+)) (Rank: common)]
[Age: 1721 years.]
[Level: 7]
[Rank-C (-)]
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[Stats:]
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[Strength: 7 (+39)] (+)
[Agility: 8 (+39)] (+)
[Defence: 7 (+39)] (+)
[Perception: 9 (+39)] (+)
[Intelligence: 8 (+39)] (+)
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[Class-exclusive skills:]
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[Heaven Defying Martial Body (Legendary)], [Energy Manipulation (Rare)], [Martial Footwork (Common)]
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[Skills:]
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[Pause-Play], [Wish], [Black Hole], [Break]
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[Inventory:]
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[ITEM: SKILL LEVEL INCREASE SCROLL.] (15x)
[Rank-SSS monster core] (68x)
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[Miscellaneous:]
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[Free stat points: 19]
[Achievement points: 2,222,000]
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'No matter the numbers in the basic stats, it's the ranks and levels that mostly describe your strength....' I mumbled, because even though my stats seemed higher, my knuckles still cracked when I punched at Rank-D Scorpio-Pede's back.
'Distribute my free stat points....' I commanded and stopped without saying anything else. I wanted to command it as "distribute my free stat points and make my basic stats to ten," but stopped myself because that command was like adding a condition. With a "what if" in my mind, I stopped myself as I asked myself, "What if that wasn't really the limit for the stat increase?"
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[Strength: 10 (+39)] (MAX)
[Agility: 10 (+39)] (MAX)
[Defence: 10 (+39)] (MAX)
[Perception: 10 (+39)] (MAX)
[Intelligence: 10 (+39)] (MAX)
(Stat limit 10 for all races)
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[Free stat points: 8]
[Achievement points: 2,222,000]
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'Well, that's that, I guess.' Though slightly disappointed, I didn't really complain. With a few twitches, my entire body shuddered as the skin on my body tensed, shrinking; my movements were stiff since it was uncomfortable to move in a tight-fit jumpsuit.... I don't even know how to feel about this; there isn't anything wrong with skin sticking to our bodies, since it is supposed to be like that, but I....f**k, it's uncomfortable.
It was uncomfortable, but still, the amount of energy cruising through my body was too comfortable, so comfortable that I didn't want to lose that feeling. It was strangely addictive, but I already have someone I'm addicted to, so it didn't affect me much.
DING
[Transporting to the Boss Room...]
"....."
ZZZZZAAA-P!
[ERROR!]
[WARNING!!]
*
And with those errors and warning notices from the system, I was teleported somewhere, and now I was in front of a petite demon woman who was covered in a thin, slightly translucent layer of white cloth. With a pale complexion, her red eyes glowed like rubies, with a pair of goat-like horns protruding out from the corners of her forehead, and there were strange black coloured patterns coming out from right beneath her horns, covering almost her entire eye sockets, as she stared at me with an apathetic look on her face, which was very similar to mine.
"....."
"....."
BOOM!
Without any forewarnings, she shot out towards me, with her fist raised right next to her head which seemed like she going to use it to punch at me, and as I expected, she punc....
BAM!!!
"Cough!" I coughed out a mouthful of blood as I was abruptly punched in the stomach.
BOOM!
I hit my back against a wall behind me and coughed out another mouthful of blood, but before I could even slump on the ground, I felt imminent danger to my right. I instinctively raised my right hand, covered my head, and glanced at whatever was coming at me from the corner of my eye, only to see a slender left leg coming at me in full force.
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BAM!!!
My eyes slightly dilated when I saw the demoness's slender leg flicker for a split second, and before I could react to the abrupt change, the blow connected right below my ribs, cracking a few in the process.
BAM!
I collided against the other side of the wall, or so it seemed, but when I looked at it, there was nothing but a translucent barrier that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere.
'What's going on?' I inwardly muttered in my mind, and at that instance, my face muscles twitched. But before I could understand the sh*t that was going on, the demoness instantly appeared in front of me, floating. She gazed at me with an apathetic expression on her face and stretched her arms wide as if she wanted a hug.
BANG!!!!
'QQQQQQIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII' My mind blanked, and a strange sound rang in my head, killing off all the sounds in my surroundings. The demoness abruptly slammed her palms against each other with my head in the middle. My vision blurred. I felt some kind of liquid trickling down beneath my ears, which I concluded to be my blood. The weird thing was that I could feel the same sensation beneath my eyes and nose too.
I felt like my eyes would pop out of my eye sockets, but it didn't seem like the demoness had any intention to kill me off just yet. Cursing at my fate, I let my instincts that screamed at me to run take over as my eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and before I could find a way to snap out of it, I fell unconscious.
THUD
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[ERROR!]
[WARNING!!!]
Eunomia zoomed to her sides in her blob form, and, understanding the difficulty of the situation, she disappeared and appeared in front of a man with a canine-head, who was none other than Anubis, a God, The Protector of Graves.
Anubis was writhing in pain, and Eunomia needed but a glance to understand everything that was happening.
Anubis was a god who was spreading his influence on Planet Antinoüs with wolf variants as a starting point, but since somebody was interfering with the system, Anubis's strongest believer or recipient was teleported into a strange world known as Earth, which he located soon after, and after finding which planet all his believers had disappeared to, he began to look after them. However, a few humans appeared out of nowhere and began to kill off his believers. Blinded by rage, he cast a curse upon the one who killed his believers in the most brutal way, which was none other than Eshwar.
(AN: mentioned ch 51: F**ked up)
A curse that showed the pasts of whoever he killed, but due to the system intervening, the curse was modified and became a skill that included party function, and then the curse began to show only the pasts of those that died after he added them as his party members, which then activated properly a few times before a goddess, Isha, broke the curse, which was directly connected with Anubis's life force, and from then on, Anubis had been under constant pain, unable to bear to see the one, who was responsible for killing off his believers so brutally, enjoy his life, he used a bit of a god's ever-overflowing life force to change the Boss Room's teleportation to the strongest being's grave he, the protector of graves, had protected.
In the grave, anything could happen, and not even Anubis could interfere; annoyed by the minute flaws the damaged system was causing, Eunomia erased Anubis's existence with but a single thought.
By the next second, Eunomia was back in her domain. "Please be safe, papa." She mumbled with a slight sigh; even though she was omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent, she was limited by the laws of the world, which she could break if she really wanted to, but it would destroy everything, so she hadn't yet thought about it. But if, just if, something happened to Eshwar, her papa, she wouldn't hesitate to break the laws.
Whose consequences would be too dire but yet nothing would happen to her.
"Issue a warning." Eunomia mumbled.
[Initiating...]
[Those who dare to interfere with morals shall face dire consequences.] Eunomia ordered the system, and by the next instance, that warning was in front of all the gods and goddesses in existence, making them shudder in fear as they soon learned about what happened to Anubis.
Eunomia zoomed towards a certain space, and with a single thought of hers, a system window that displayed Eshwar's actions appeared in front of her, and something in Eunomia shuddered when she saw Eshwar's head get slammed in between the hands of the demoness. From then on, everything slowed down for Eunomia, as she stared at Eshwar's body slump down on the floor before he had seemingly lost consciousness.
Eunomia's blob of energy trembled slightly, and on cue, the entire space she was in began to tremble because Eshwar hadn't just lost consciousness; he had,
DIED!
"So? He died again?" A familiar yet unfamiliarly hoarse, melancholy voice sounded behind Eunomia, and that snapped her out of her daze. In a second that felt like eternity, Eunomia's thoughts ran at full speed, but the most important question of them all was, "How did somebody other than Eunomia enter her domain? That too without her, the domain owner, knowing?"
But as soon as she knew who that was, her energy blob form froze, unmoving, as if she were really frozen in time.
"Papa?"