《a new world to call home, as sloths representative》3. Astrel
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Two weeks later
Well I managed to survie this long with trial and a shit load of error. I thought getting the spiders out one by one would be the easiest way to gain exp. But i kept burning out my stamina that way, once that reaches zero Im at the mercy of the wild. And this wild will kill me at the chance. So I had to think a bit out of the box.
So i set it on fire. Only after I was able to Synthesize a flammable oil. Which i found by accident. The giant trees here are practically birch trees, and dad cuts trees for a living. I remember him telling me that birch bark can be turned in to oil. And he brought some home from a job. But he never got around to it, shocker.
Either way, I took over the spider den and made it my offical base! Granted I had to move out the scorched bodies, but I managed to fix it up and make it a real home with in the last 2 hours.
I had stored some viles of the medium spider venom in my item box for emergency, or sell then when or if I get the chance. Though as it stands now, that won't be for a while.
Almost all the spider silk i managed to collect, was used to make some new tools and clothes for myself. My item box helps store food that I've gathered around. I haven't had meat is a while though. It looks like where I am now only had the spiders. I should move out soon. But I can only go so far before my body shows signs of failing me. With all of the grinding i had to do, I'm surprised that im still alive. My stats and skills have really increased.
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"Status"
Name: Lee Summers
Lv 20
Class: none
Hp: 232/312
Mp: 250/255
Stamina: 69/100
Strength: 975
Magic: 210
Defense: 198
Agility: 400
Skill:
[Appraisal] lv 4
[Status insight] lv4
[Crafter] lv 4
[Carpenter] lv 3
[Synthesizer] lv 2
[Sloth curse] lv---
[Kick] lv 5
[Fear resistance] lv 2
[Hunger resistance] lv 1
[Nap] lv 1
[Poison resistance] lv 2
Titles:
[Sin of sloth representative] lv--
[Brutalist] lv 3
[Vulgar] lv 5
[Survivor] lv 2
[Bare fist fighter] lv2
Since I kicked that spider to death I just focused on kicking. From what I learned from status insight, Vulgar allows me to scream a small curse that temporally stuns monster and decreases defence. I know peopel who curse more then me, but I'm more vocal about it so that probably explains my I have it.
I'm just relieved im still breathing. Hopefully at lv 30 I'll be strong enough to head further in the forest. Till then I have to go gather some berries so I can manage a small garden for easier food access.
Spending what feels like two weeks here, I've managed to find a path were a stream flowed through with a couple of wild berries surrounding the water.
Cultivation wasn't too hard now that appraisal hased leveled up I can find non deadly food. Since I already made that mistake, and I got poison resistances. Now I know the safer barries to eat thought it doesnt mean much.
Pii
Pii
What the?
Pii
I saw a small yellow light blinking towards me. Status insight.
Name: none
Sprite
Lv 1/5
E rank
Hp: 5/6
Mp: 8/8
Stamina: 30/50
Strength: 2
Magic: 8
Defense:1
Agility: 3
Skill:
[Glow] lv 1
[Whisle] lv 1
[Float] lv 2
[Grace of fea] lv--
Titles:
[Child of the geat tree] lv--
With these stats the little thing is a baby. What does appraisal have to say about the race.
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[Appraisal]
[Sprite:
The offspring of mediocris trees. They are weak spirits that travel in hopes to find a place to grow and become stronger through evolution. However because they are Small and fragile many don't make it to their next evolution.]
I lightly touched the light and the glow got a little stronger. And it began to freak out and circled around me making its small noise.
Pii pii pii
Maybe I should leave this thing alone, probably doesn't want me here. I could kill it, but its a baby. Even I wouldn't kill a child who couldn't defend itself. I looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was starting to set.
"Better hurry back," making my way back I kept feeling a warm sensation on my head. With soft pii noise being snored into my ear. Did this sprite imprint on me?
[Spirit contract has been signed between Sprite and Lee Summers]
Wait....
What!?
The hell I did! How the fuck did i make a contract!? I don't remember making this contract! What the shit!
The sprite was still hanging onto my hair. Cheerfully making the adorable noise.
"You have no right to be this cute. Your a literal ball of light," felt like my heart melt as it kept making its noise."Man I don't need this, I'm shit at taking care of pets." I had instant flash backs of all the animals that were left in my care over the years. And all of them never lasted long, since mom never liked the animals we had. My thoughts were cut short at the Sprite gradually got brighter.
"Well your glow could be useful, for crafting in the dark. But this doesn't meen you can stay forever!" I lightly nugged it away. But it just kept up its happy chirp. Curse my weak heart.
With carpenter leveled up I can now make furniture. If i keep leveling up i can make a real house for my self soon. God I'd love a cute house with a nice flower garden with some nice hydrangea. I just have to keep grinding, i smiled as I autocreated a door to make sure spiders, or any other monsters get in my new temporary home.
Or I guess, i turned to the sprite calming yellow glow, ours?
I wonder what it eats? Does it even have a mouth? Should I even name it, I rather not get too attached. Since I willingly seperated myself from my loved ones, so I could live here, I dont think im the best person for this tree baby to hang around with.
Yet I feel very calm with it here. Such a nice soft light. It kind of reminds me of something. Kinda like a mini sun, isn't it just a star. "Estrella...estrel...Astrel... Astrel sounds good..." I closed my eyes as the robotic sound played as I drifted to sleep.
[Name: Astrel has been registered to Sprite]
[Skill: Grace of fea lv-- has been gifted to Lee Summers]
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