《Eater》CH 3: Feast
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Name: Kenta Yoshida
Title: Outsider
Attributes:
STR: 25
DEX: 25
CON: 10
INT: 22
WIS: 18
CHA: 15
LUC: 11
Health: 100/100
Defense: 0/0
Skills:
Martial Mastery: Having trained in martial arts you have gained mastery. +15 STR, +15 DEX
Eater: Allows one to consume any singular item (excluding proper food) to gain skills/attributes. Consuming dangerous substances will not kill you.
Power Bite: Increases Bite Force by 10x
Photosynthesis: You absorb the suns energy during the day and convert it to health, giving you minor health regeneration. +1 health regen/min during the day.
Age of Trees: You will grow alongside the trees, living until both you and the trees falls. +500 years to life expectancy. (Does not prevent dying from non-natural ways)
“Holy Shit!” Kenta exclaims. “What is up with these powerful skills. Not that I’m complaining, but I’m practically hacking the world. Well then I guess it’s time for a feast.”
Picking up a small rock from the ground, Kenta places it his mouth, and bites. Whilst having 10x bite power is good, a rock is still a rock. With some effort and a crunching for a few minutes, Kenta grinds it into smaller, manageable chunks. Swallowing the tough rock and almost choking, Kenta feels it finally creep down his throat and fall.
*Ding*
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Skill gained.
Hardened skin: No longer shall your skin be weak; no longer shall your bones be fragile. With this skill, your body shall be stronger, strong like a rock. +5 CON, +20 Defence.
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“Geez! I feel like a god. I wonder does everyone have skills this powerful?” Kenta says out loud.
A tree, a rock and multiple leaves. If anyone saw me, I’m convinced I’d be locked up, and put on a strict diet of normal food. I wonder would dirt work as well?
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Crouching down and scooping and handful of dirt, shovelling it into his mouth.
“Pffffffffffffttt!” Kenta noises, “I’m an idiot.”
Spitting much of it out, and swallowing only a bit, he rid his mouth of the horrible dirt.
*Ding*
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Minerals: Eating dirt will now provide you with the nutritious minerals required to survive. Bon appetit.
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“Yeah nah fuck off! I’m good with normal food.” Kenta replies to the new skill.
Oh, wait I still have my phone with me.
Slipping his hand into his pocket, he reaches for his phone and takes it out. Turning it on he sees that it has no signal.
“Even if I wanted to, I wouldn’t be able to contact anyone.” He says quietly.
“Guess there is no use for this anymore then.” Kenta says.
Moving the phone towards his mouth, *crunch* the sound of glass and metal components breaking, chewing it into smaller pieces, he swallows it.
“Ow.”
The glass shredded the inside of his throat, causing him pain. He lost 1 health, but gained it back a minute later.
*Ding*
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Skills gained:
Time keeper: You now have an innate ability to accurately tell the time, regardless of where you are.
Compass: You can now sense which way is north, east, south and west.
Flashlight: When it’s dark you can choose to create light by illuminating your eyes. This will provide light in front of you.
Social Network: You may now add people to your friends list (they will need to accept). With these friends, you may communicate over long distances. +5 CHA
Wikipedia: You have basic knowledge of this world. +5 INT, +5 WIS
Translate: You can now speak and understand different languages (slang does not count). +1 INT
Calculator: Basic math is now no problem for you, as you will be able to calculate it instantaneously. +5 INT
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Maps: You will have a basic understanding of the location around you. It does not tell you where creatures are, only the terrain and buildings. +Knowledge of surroundings (30ft radius)
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“Is this thing trying to blow my head off.” Kenta retorts, “That’s so much information.”
Using his new-found knowledge of the world, he takes out his wallet and takes the money out.
“Well this is now useless.” Kenta sighs.
Eating the paper money and throwing the coins away, Kenta is disheartened by the loss of his money.
*Ding*
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Skill gained:
Loot: Creatures when killed will drop money and rarely other items.
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Kenta in shock, begins to smile. “Easy money, Easy life.”
Looking at his wallet, he again is disheartened but forges through and eats it.
*ding*
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Skill gained.
Minor storage dimension: No longer will you have to carry around items, you now have access to a storage dimension. +minor dimensional storage (1 cubic meter)
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“This day is just getting better and better.” Kenta says, “I guess I should start looking for a village or some place to stay.”
Back on the dirt path, he starts following it south-east. After 30 minutes of walking, Kenta hears some rustling in bushes beside the road. He stops.
*Grrrr*
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