“This is so confusing,” mumbled Sarah as she rubbed her temples slowly, “Ageless gained a copy of Command from Azazel, not make one on Azzarath. On top of all that, he was never a 'Demon Lord'. An Enchanter, sure, but never the other.” She sighed, resting against her mountain of pillows, frowning as one from the top, a fluffy blue felt one, fell atop her eyes. Of which was then brought above her chest where she rested her head and released a, “Muu.

“Well... I guess this is the right book. Beause he's wanting to find a Library... muu. Why can't you just find one so I can begin to compile the evidence against you already?”

*****

“Huh?” a confused voice within the Void of Azzarath was released, resulting in the image of a perfect man with blonde hair, blue eyes, and the face and body of a fabled prince coming into view. Before himself was the world called Azzarath, a perfect sphere of adventure, swords, and sorcery. However, for a brief moment there was a blip on the surface near King Solomon's city of Synthanos, notifying him of the presence of an impossibility.

“Is something the matter, my Lord Anu?” wondered the silk ladened voice of a woman created for carnal desires before she became her own person. One who had stolen the name of Ishtar after the rightful owner fled from their world. The woman's arms wrapped themselves around Anu's body, only revealing those appendages as she kept the rest of herself hidden behind his back whilst kissing his spine.

“No. It is nothing,” he shook his head full of golden curls, and turned back towards the woman, “Just Command glitching again. So let us return to that proposal we were 'discussing'.” He grinned as she giggled, pulling his wondrous body back into the darkness where moans were soon to follow.

*****

Karastak

{Race: Demon Lord}

{Age: 25}

{Level: 1} {STR: 30; DEX: 30; CON: 37; INT:34; WIS: 40; CHA: 60}

{Health: 174/174} {Mana: 220/220}

{Class: Illusionist} {Subclass: N/A}

{Skills: ; ; ; ; ; ; }

{Passive Skills: ; ; }

{Titles: Soul Bound}

{Titles Equipped: Soul Bound}

Karastak sighed as he stared at his Status Menu, frowning at his Ability Scores. He knew he would end up with monstrous stats once again, despite desiring them to be more “normal”. However, he became something which was already a Monster, and even had the Race to prove it. For just as the light faded, and after berating Command for announcing himself to the world, he immediately dumped 50 points into his Charisma score. Whereupon his eyes widened as his mana jumped by 120 points.

It was here that he was explained that for every point added, a total of two points into his mana score would follow. When he questioned why he didn't receive 20 Mana Points whilst he had a score of 10 in the beginning, he was explained to that the score didn't count until at least one point was added to it. On top of that, his physical appearance would become more pronounced, therefore he would become a “Pretty Man” once more. Thus leading him to release yet another sigh.

The fledgling Demon Lord knew what his other scores meant, but what he didn't know was that for every 10 points, his physical damage went up by 0.5%. Which meant for every 100 points added into his STR stat, his physical prowess went up by 5%. He would need a combined stat of 2000 points if he ever hoped to do double his damage output, unless he scored a critical with his attacks. However, there was no way such a thing would occur, as Spell Casters did not receive a bonus in their physical damage as melee and ranged melee Classes could achieve, but they did gain an added carrying capacity of five kilos added for every 10 points.

Unfortunately for those types, they would need to raise it just like their STR stat, but it was capped at 50%, regardless of level. However, they would still gain their bonuses to the passive , , and abilities, but only at a rate of 1% for every 10 points spent. This was also capped at 50%, and it doubled the necessary points every 10%, but anyone could gain them. In other words, once someone spent 100 points to their DEX score, they would need 20 points to gain another 1%, which would then double the necessary points after dumping another full 200 into it. Therefore, not many dedicated themselves to obtaining the Legendary 50% Crit Rating, as Command called it.

As for Casters, their INT scores gave them the ability to gain a Crit Rating, but it also followed the DEX score's rating for such a thing. Therefore, it would be nearly impossible for someone to gain 50%, but a Hero, Demon Lord, or a Creator God could. However, this score also dictated how intelligent they are in society, as well as how many spells they can know. The former was fairly obvious, as you would need intelligence to survive in a world of cut throats and backstabbers. Whereas the latter you were allotted one spell or ability for every 6 points until you gained a total of 10, then 12 points were needed, then doubled again and again, and so on and so forth.

The WIS modifier, which was short for Wisdom, gave a person a better understanding of the world. As such, those with the ability to cast spells or use a physical ability could gain something else along with it. Such as if someone were to use the ability , then not only would they gain an added percentage of 25% to the damage dealt, the score might increase, add a Bleed Debuff, or even an elemental attack. For spells it was similar, but it also dictated how many spells or abilities you could use before needing a rest, as this followed the standard norm of Mana Regeneration of one point recovered every 30 seconds. However, for every 10 points added to WIS, an extra point was added to the recovery, but if someone had a passive skill such as a Blessing of some sort, then their mana recovery would increase.

For the final Ability Score CHA, or Charisma, this dictated how well your person appeared to the general populace. This, as well as a better chance of using persuasion, deception, and intimidation follows the same score. However, for every five points added, 1% will be gained towards their chances of a successful persuasion, deception, or intimidation attempt. Though, some of the more melee oriented Classes could substitute these three for their STR score, the rest followed this.

As Karastak was of a class which utilised their CHA score more than any other, the INT description of them needing it for added spells was transferred over. Therefore, he was allotted ten skills rather than almost six, which led him to keeping his cheat-like ability, , and chose seven others plus two passives.

The Passive gave him the ability to see with a third eye hidden from sight in the centre of his forehead. It had the same aspects as his old , but with less of a range. Whereas allowed him to gain 10% of his mana back every minute, which stacked with his WIS Score's ability. Therefore, for every minute and a half, he would gain approximately 26 points of mana.

It was an exciting prospect for the new Demon Lord, but still a bit much to his mind.

For his spells, though, his was still the same as ever, but he did gain another attack spell called . One which also cost him 10 mana to cast, but was a sustained spell. Meaning, he had two spend two points every second in order to keep it going. Of which caused 20 points of damage initially, and five more for every tick, and will be quite effective if he needed to keep someone still as they gasped for air.

As for those marked as an Illusion, they were just that, illusions. Such as the two with Elf and Human in them, for a base cast of 50 points, he could create a full body, magickal mask which caused him to become said race for an hour. Whereas the spell transformed his body into an item of the same structure, but of his weight. Now, for every level gained, though, the timer increases by 30 minutes and is capped at a total of 24 hours.

The two before the last listed on Karastak's Status Menu, however, are considered as Crowd Control spells. creates a ring of scintillating colours around a target, stunning everyone and everything, except the target, for up to 30 seconds. , on the other hand, creates a mote of red flame which launches itself onto a target, lighting them up and preventing them from using spells like or skills such as , , and .

Whereas the last, , is a Pet Summoning ability. However, it is required that a person who uses this to target a weapon which does not have an owner, nor is being carried by another. After which it comes to life, following its summoner until it is either dismissed, or breaks. Unfortunately, it's limited to one one weapon per spell cast, and when dismissed, causes the item to vanish as well.

*

Karastak sighed from the information dump as he stood with a dirtied robe the colour of rust about his person, and an iron dagger upon his hip. The invisible voice in the sky had told him it was a physical package that came with every Level 1 Illusionist, along with a bag with a week's worth of rations, a skin of water, and ten Rough Bandages to help with any minour injuries. Though he doubted it very much, he wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, as the saying went.

However, Command didn't seem to be through with him just yet, as it spoke once more, “{Now that you have everything sorted, you need to select your Race.}” After which several translucent placards appeared before his eyes, each detailing the different races he could become.

Frowning, the young Demon Lord squinted up towards the still endarkened sky as though he could see the invisible Command. “I thought my race was Demon Lord. Why do I need another race added onto it?”

“{This is to hide your Demonic self until you are strong enough to fight off any and all who would try to claim your head,}” it explained, “{If everyone knew you were a Demon Lord, then you would not be able to go far in life. What with everyone, including their mother, wishing your existence extinguished before it truly began.}”

Once more, Karastak's frown deepened as he perused the many races with a hum, “Hmm... Then remove the standard races of Elves, Humans, Dwarves, and the like. Leave only those races who are not used often.”

“{Acknowledged... 100 Races are available to choose from.}”

“Hmm,” he folded his arms, listening to the soft squeaks of Little Mother as she wiggled about on his scalp in search of a perfect spot for her to rest upon. However, he gently removed her from underneath his hair, where she looked up with begging eyes as he set her upon the burlap bag which Command had summoned for him. “You'll have to wait, Little Mother,” a finger gently caressed her back, and he noted, with yet another frown, that his hands were no longer cursed with the dark tones and acidic poisons, “I'm about to pick a new Race for myself. So once I'm done, then you can go back to resting atop my head, alright?” He could see her own lips had frowned as she nodded with more intellect than a normal bat.

Turning back to the placard full of races, he spoke aloud, “What of the Beastfolk races, Command? How common are those for people to choose when compared to Humans, Elves, and Dwarves?”

“{Acknowledged... Less than 5% when compared to that of Humans, Elves, and Dwarves chosen.}”

His eyes watched as the placard revealed all Beast-like races, each with their own strengths and weaknesses. Such as the Bears, who were more dominantly for Warriors and the like; Wolves, who were useful as Spearmen and Rangers; Feline for stealth based classes; and Rabbits for Scouts. There was one which caught his eyes, and was useful for Shamanistic and other Caster based classes.

The Fox.