《RPG Immortal》Chapter 5
Advertisement
Sigmarus stared blankly at the notification for a few seconds. He did expect some sort of benefit from physical exertion, but not something so instantaneous. Apparently, the tattoo quickened the entire training process. If not that, then he couldn’t think of any other reason for the rapid recovery and the stat increase.
Cold water poured over his shoulders as he contemplated his next actions. Caution prevented him from running off to the Red Street gym right away. For now, he decided to continue his exercises at home for a week before risking the dangers of Red Street. Extra stats would increase his confidence in case anything unexpected came up.
Today, however, he alternated between exercise and the meditation state of his cultivation technique. The latter of which improved multiple times in efficiency thanks to increased perception, allowing him to sense everything within ten millimeters. The effect made him come to the conclusion that increasing his perception stat could give him a form of sixth sense.
When he returned to work on Monday, he discovered how much his stats affected him. Two days of cultivating with the aid of the Universal Apparatus allowed him to work just as efficiently as his best coworkers. The other foundation melders were stunned by his quick improvement. Luckily, they chalked it down to him finally figuring out how to do his job right.
For the next week, he continued the same activities and slowly accumulated more stats. Every time the numbers improved, he couldn’t help but smile. When the next Sunday arrived, he finally felt confident enough to visit the gym run by gangsters. On his way there, he couldn’t help looking at his boosted status for the umpteenth time since he could feel the extra spring in each of his steps.
Personal Info
Name: Sigmarus Grayson
Advertisement
Race: Human (Earth)
Spirit Root: Attributeless Freeform
Approximate Cultivation Grade: Fighter (Yellow)
~~~~~~~~~~
Attributes
Level: 1 Exp: 4/100
Strength: 15 Endurance: 17(+1) Dexterity: 12 Agility: 11 (+1)
Intelligence: 6 Wisdom: 10 Perception: 21
~~~~~~~~~~
Stat Points: 0
Ability Points: 0
~~~~~~~~~~
Equipment
Gen-1 Meld-Suit (Ordinary), Old Running Shoes (Trash), Ragged Boxers (Trash), Worn-out socks (Trash)
~~~~~~~~~~
Skills
Universe Apparatus Lv.1, Freedom Technique Lv.2, Freedom Palm Lv.1
The improvements compared to when he first saw the status screen were massive. The Freedom Technique had even reached level two! He had taken the first step toward becoming an Immortal, whatever that meant. Still, raising his stats this much without even an actual level-up excited him. It fostered high expectations for leveling up in the future.
Rubbing his chin, he wondered whether or not he would be able to find anything that could help him increase his level. Unfortunately, areas outside cities were either protected zones or irradiated zones. Killing people might work, but he didn’t want to do that.
Sighing, he raised his gaze toward the upper sectors. The tallest buildings could only be seen from main streets like this one. Other areas were blocked off by the enormous foundations built by companies like the one he worked for. Walking along the main streets like this sometimes made him wonder if those companies left such sections open to the sky in order to mock the muskrats trapped below by giving them a false hope of climbing to better areas. His eyes darkened at the thought.
After walking in silence for a few minutes, he finally saw the red glow shining from the neon signs everyone on Red Street used for their businesses. Compared to the dimly lit main roads, it stood out like a sore thumb. No one knew whether the street was called Red Street because most of the businesses used red neon signs or used red neon signs because it was called Red Street. The closer he got to the entrance, the more people he saw streaming in from all directions. Voices echoed in the background, growing louder with each step toward the place.
Advertisement
Red Street itself stretched out for more than a kilometer beneath the shade of one of the oldest foundation blocks in Haze City. It was a hub for all sorts of shady business, debauchery, gang activity, and who knows what else. Honestly, it was a pity that the only decent gym around here could be found in one of the numerous side streets connected to Red Street.
Upon turning the corner onto Red Street, Sigmarus pressed his lips together. Compared to the one time he visited this place in the past, it looked far busier. Every inch of free space along the sidewalks had been claimed by people trying to sell anything they could to make a few extra credits. Scavengers peddled trinkets or gadgets they likely found somewhere in the countless unlit areas of the underground. Others set up stalls to sell malformed fruits or vegetables. Some even sold freshly killed animals such as dogs, cats, or rats. Many of those animals showed signs of mutations, not that anything could be done about it. Meat was meat. Nutrition bars passed down by the government from above could only go so far in filling the stomachs of millions of muskrats.
Sigmarus couldn’t help wrinkling his nose at the stenches of body odor and rotting carcasses floating in the air. His ears rang due to the clamor of voices he wasn’t accustomed to. His eyes stung due to clouds of cigarette smoke condensing around the area. If it wasn’t for the sake of improving his strength, he would have given the entire street a wide berth.
Wholly ignoring the pleas from these makeshift stall owners to purchase their wares, he kept his eyes peeled, double checking every side street in order to jog his memory since he couldn’t recall the exact location of the gym. Using his newfound perception, he avoided bumping into a single person among the crowd. Although he could only sense movement twenty-one millimeters away from his body for now, it was enough to avoid someone trying to hack his wrist-com to steal some credits.
After passing more than a hundred stalls, he reached the area where most of the brothels were located. Bawdy scents tickled his nostrils to the point of making his stomach churn. Still, he continued checking the side streets, frowning all the way. A few of the showgirls whose job was to pull in customers called out to him, but he ignored them. They couldn’t increase his stats, after all.
Around the time he finished checking the third side street since reaching the brothel area, a comparatively quiet and youthful voice spoke from directly behind him.
“Excuse me, sir.”
Advertisement
Ehror, The Ascent
It’s the year 1647AR. The World of Ereath has survived dozens of millennia ever since the sudden arrival of the extradimensional energy known as Ehror. The ever present godlike beings known as Royals have be silent for the past fifty years causing panic within people in the know. Of course all of this is unknown to Sevyn and her companions who have recently escaped a facility created by The Red Sun. They have been experimented on turning them into Novas, being granted with a level of Ehror beyond that of an average user. They would explore this world to expose its secrets and to keep their freedom from being snatched away by their former makers. However there is something about Sevyn that draws her companions to her, a side of her that could lead to the destruction of this world. Posting every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Hello everyone, Unfortunately this is discontinued as I writing a few things irl got in the way, and upon tryign to come back I realized that the story was nto quite going how I wanted to do anyway, so I went back to the drawing board and have started another story instead which I feel firs my original idea a lot better than this one does. It would be called Myriad Worlds Above.
8 203Giving Them The World ✔
Alisha is a 25-year-old woman who has twin daughters who are 4 years old. Alisha and her daughters are stuck with her abusive boyfriend and he seems to be abusing her more and more each day. Alisha is taking all of the hits to keep her boyfriend, Wilson, away from her girls. She has been fighting to get away from him for months but she hasn't succeeded. Finally, the night comes when she has the guts to hit him in the head with a vase that knocked him out cold. Alisha and her kids are finally free but where can they go?Emilio Amoroso is the leader of a gang called Emerald Crows. His gang isn't the biggest but they are the smartest and to them, that's all they need because they can outsmart the other gangs around them without them knowing until it's too late. Even though Emilio's gang isn't the biggest Emilio is feared even by the top gangs. Emilio has a big house that he has all to himself and who knows when that day comes he may be willing to share.
8 138The Faraway Land
Fenrir was a captain of a spaceship, back in his world. He was happy, he had found a family in his crew, and desired for nothing else beside exploring the wonders of the cosmos. And yet, in the span of a few minutes, his idyllic life ended. He found himself inside the wreckage of his ship, surrounded by death and desolation. He was not in his universe anymore, but in a world ruled by magic, where humans struggle, and technology does not exist. He made friends with the elves, even fell in love with one, but something lurked in the shadow of day. Tucked within the safety of the sun, a mad god watched with his ever-present eye. He spied upon his vast lands, and he conspired. Cover art
8 209HELM.ONLINE
“We all die but not all adventurers truly live” Helm.Online, a Virtual Reality Massively Multiplayer Online game boasting “Grounded Virtual Realism” and “An Immersive Reality Unlike Any Other”, takes the world by storm, becoming a resounding international success. H.O creates a virtual world unlike any seen before, where players aren’t just simple adventurers. They stand at the forefront of a war against primordial, cosmic beings known as The Nevermore who seek to break the inhabitants of the virtual world. Kazim is fed up with hearing about the hit game. Having played many games in Virtual Reality, he writes off H.O as another boring addition to a quickly oversaturating market but the phenomenons’ constant media barrage eventually stimulates his curiosity and he finally joins the millions of players in the fight against The Nevermore. There, Kazim discovers Helm.Online’s unforgiving and random nature and immediately struggles to find his footing. But, with the help of three new friends and an impending in-game event, Kazim just might find a way to keep the game from kicking his ass and have some fun while doing it. *This is the story of Kazim's journey to the maximum rank in a virtual reality game that's trying to be as realistic and immersive as possible. Nothing more, nothing less. No harems or anything like that. *Feedback, bad and good, is always appreciated. I mean seriously, tear my story to shreds. Its my first story and It helps me grow and get better. This is a hobby but I have a lot of fun writing my own stories and reading stories created by others. Thank you *Chapter every week, they may be out sooner than that
8 120In Our Image
Thousands of years in the past, an Angel and a Demon battle, each fighting for victory over their sworn enemy. In the present, the teenagers Cat, Asher, and their friends live their lives, time idly passing by as they have fun and enjoy themselves. But, when strange things begin happening to the group, Cat and Asher are forcefully thrown into the world of the supernatural, of angels and demons, and led on a new path of discovery about their world, their friendships, and even themselves. As they encounter ghosts, ancient warriors, meet with angels and face their own inner demons, what will the pair discover, and how will it affect how they view the world, and their place in it? Find out in this unique blend of the Supernatural, Comedy, and Slice of Life genres!Read on Wordpress: inourimagestory.wordpress.com
8 242Hiraeth | Regulus Black
The Avery family were one of the few truly pureblood wizarding families left in society. They took pride in a long line of thoroughly talented witches and wizards who all bore the proud status as not only pureblood, but also Slytherins. Lucas Avery was perhaps the most prominent Avery. The boy who befriended Tom Riddle and was part of the Slug Club during his time at Hogwarts. One of the first Death Eaters, he showed tremendous loyalty towards his friend and master Lord Voldemort during his first rise to power. Not only was Lucas active in his duties, he also raised two children to carry his respect into the next generation. One of his children did this with great dignity and honour... Whilst the other did not. Esmeralda (Esme) Avery never truly fit in anywhere. No matter how hard she tried. This case of isolation is perhaps what led Esme to rebel so fearlessly against what was expected against her. Then, in her sixth year at Hogwarts, she did something extraordinary. Not only was this one last desperate escape from the traumatic woes facing her at home, it also cemented her future. One fateful evening would lead Esme not only on a path of discovery but also fear and heartache. Are there any other kind of stories during Voldemort's first rise to power?
8 124