《TWIG - The System Can't Save Me, But It Can't Stop Me Either [a gamelit-portal-fantasy-poem by eric river]》Chapter 070 - Fighting to belong in a new world of adventure 🐝
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CHAPTER SEVENTY
Fighting to belong in a new world of adventure
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~ Name: Sting ~
Title: Fuzzy Wuzzy Bee
Class: Big Bug [lv50⇨ 51]
HP
[111⇨ 113]
MANA
[88⇨ 89]
ATK
[178⇨ 180]
INT
[53⇨ 55]
DEF
[88⇨ 90]
SPD
[251⇨ 254]
You really are the finest little bug I’ve ever known
I dare say, you could take on a dragon on your own
Well, perhaps a wyvern or two, but in time you’ll grow
There sure are a lot of portals opening now though
Sting flew through the sky avoiding monsters left and right
Some of them were weak but there were none he’d like to fight
Most of them ignored him, but because he was so small
He knew he’d wind up someone’s snack if he slowed down at all
Achievement: New Skills
You should have no problem using skills now by the way
Just like any mortal, you can train them every day
Some titles and classes will make them more powerful
But whatever class you are, I think you’re wonderful
Sting had noticed something different about his new mind
Some unknown ability or power of some kind
And when he tried to use a ‘skill’ just to see what it means
He was suddenly aware of several status screens
~ Name: Unnamed ~
Title: Portal Monster
Class: Lightning Hawk [lv1]
HP
[1]
MANA
[1]
ATK
[1]
INT
[1]
DEF
[1]
SPD
[1]
A flying portal monster that can shock its chosen prey
Descending like a bolt of lightning any time of day
They are known to prey on creatures fifty times their size
You should find shelter if you notice you’ve caught its eyes
From beyond that blue screen came a sound that deafened Sting
A lightning bolt the shape of a bird was fast approaching
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He didn’t have time to evade his Portal Monster friend
So his only option was to struggle and defend
He realized he didn’t have the time to spin around
Judging by the speed of the monster that made that sound
But now he somehow knew of an attack he’d never used
Even as he cast the spell himself, he was confused
In front of Sting appeared a shining ball of raw mana
Which morphed and transformed quickly into Sting’s first idea
A stinger just like he had took shape before his own eyes
Then it flew toward the hawk which recoiled in surprise
The projectile stinger he’d made with magic quickly flew
He hoped it would reach his foe and his aim was straight and true
The stinger pierced the Lightning Hawk while Sting flew to the side
His enemy let out a cry and very quickly died
~ Name: Sting ~
Title: Fuzzy Wuzzy Bee
Class: Big Bug [lv51]
HP
[113]
MANA
[89]
ATK
[180]
INT
[55]
DEF
[90]
SPD
[254⇨ 255]
I’d almost forgotten you can absorb mana too!
There’s a lot of Heroes who would be jealous of you
Even without my help, you could become much stronger
Though if not for my blessings, it would take much longer
Sting could feel his mana increase ever so slightly
As he’d experienced many times, but differently
Now he clearly felt the level added to his speed
And it was an exhilarating feeling indeed
He put his newly increased speed to work without delay
But before long another monster tried to block his way
He tried to go around but it hungrily chased Sting
This time it was easy to guess what it was thinking
~ Name: Unnamed ~
Title: Portal Monster
Class: Mutant Wyvern [lv28]
HP
[16]
MANA
[142]
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ATK
[45]
INT
[4]
DEF
[37]
SPD
[14]
This Wyvern was born somewhere affected by chaos
Such mana is not gained without suffering great loss
This one seems to have suffered in order to survive
Enduring a birth place where chaos and destruction thrive
The wyvern targeted Sting with its fiery attacks
The small bug didn’t have a single moment to relax
But Sting felt confident that there was something he could do
He searched himself for one more skill and right away he knew
He channelled mana to his little wings and flapped them quick
Creating a gale while the flames continued to lick
The wyvern’s fire no longer posed a threat to Sting at all
And as the wind reached the wyvern it soon began to fall
Unable to move through the air which flowed as Sting now willed
The wyvern roared at the bug which he should have quickly killed
But as it flailed and coughed up flames, Sting didn’t wait around
Sting attacked and it was dead before it hit the ground
Achievement: Natural Talent
Using only mana to pierce a strong wyvern’s hide
Your natural talent has left this old god mystified
I overheard some gods talking about the world ending
But I think that you’ll be fine, the way you’re ascending
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