《Ambrosius: My Own Time》Chapter One
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"Jo..."
"Jord..."
"JORDAN!!!"
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"Haiz... Why're you yelling."
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"GET UP YOU IDIOT!!!"
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I hear someone yell, as I feel my arms lifted, and my body getting dragged. I groggily open my eyes.... and the sight before me makes me laugh uncontrollably in hysteria.
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"ROOOOAAAARRRR!!!!!"
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'A titanic black dragon... well, that settles it... I'm gonna die... again.'
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'What is this? Where am I? Who am I?'
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*BOOOMM!!*
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Well... it doesn't matter as before I get an answer any of my own questions... my head gets dropped, and I feel a sharp, piercing pain in my legs. I lift my head up, and look with my bloodied vision, only to see that... I have no legs. My mind spins as the dragon lets out another ear shattering roar.
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"ROOOOAAAARRRR!!!"
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"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I'VE LIVED AN INFINITE AMOUNT OF LIVES YOU OVERGROWN LIZARD, YOU CAN'T DO SHIT TO ME!!!"
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I bellow out with a cracked voice, as a nearly transparent box shows itself in my vision.
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[Do you wish for an eternal life, and time... a time that only you, and you alone possess?]
[YES]--or--[NO]
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I squint, and blink rapidly, before I bring a bruised, bloody hand to the my answer.
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[Accepted. Your wish will be granted as soon as you die your final death.]
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I look at the screen in front of me in wonder and hope, as it slowly dissipates into nothingness.
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'Life. Death. Satisfaction. Regret... I've felt it all... many, many times.'
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I thought, as my consciousness slowly fades.
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DING*
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The sound of a bell ringing once in my head, brings me out of what felt like long nap. I try to see... but I cant. I try to listen... but I couldn't. Words won't flow, I can't taste, I'm unable to see or hear. My thoughts roam as I figure out my situation.
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The only place that I could possibly be in... is a womb. All my senses aren't working... but I can move... although only a little.
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Then... what seems like a minute later, I slip through what feels like a funnel, as light touches my skin.
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I still can't see... but I can hear, and smell. I move my lips to sound a word, but all that comes out, is a cry. More specifically... that of a baby.
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I internally sigh, as I find myself in an O' so familiar situation. I muster the strength to open my eyes, as rays of sunlight beat upon my new body, and I find another box in my vision.
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[The wish of an eternal life, and time has been given. Two extra perks have been assimilated.
Perk 1 includes : Grade 10 Omni-System.
Perk 2 includes : Multiversal Soul-Assistant.]
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My mind goes blank for a moment, as I look at the screen in front of me.
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'What. The. FUCK!!! This is fuckin' awesome!'
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I think a fierce and ecstatic thought, as I remind myself of the endless comics, novels, and manga I read in my many lives. I can take a guess that the system is something that will help me gain power, and even though I don't know how good grade ten is, just imagining an overpowered system makes me menially tremble.
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'I think I know what the system is... but, what is a Multiversal Soul Assistant?'
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{'Hello Master. I am the Multiversal Soul Assistant. You can ask me any question about anything, and I will answer it appropriately. For ease of access, I suggest giving me a name.'}
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As if right on cue. A formal female voice answered my mental question.
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'Hmmm... I think that I will name you Iris. As in the goddess of the rainbow and the messenger of the Olympian gods.'
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{'I thank master for the name. I will be known as Iris now.'}
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The voice of Iris was more acquiescent and beholden after I gave her her name.
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'Iris, how do I use the Omni-System?'
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{'Master can access the system by mentally or verbally saying the word status.'}
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'Status'
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❮ ◈ ❯
Name: Desir Ra's Moon
Age: 0 | Level: 1 (0/100)
Race: Male Human | Title: Ambrosius(Gained)
Attributes:
Strength: 1 | Endurance: 1
Speed: 1 | Dexterity: 1
Intelligence: 5 | Wisdom: 8 | Luck: 100
Available Points: 0
Proficiencies:
- None
Magic Skills:
- Unawakened
Cognitive Skills (Passive):
- Pain-Resistance (Lv. Max) : Complete Pain Immunity, but can notice fear.
- Fear-Resistance (Lv. Max) : Complete Fear Immunity, but can notice pain.
- Mind's Eye (Lv. Max) : Able to see the basic status and descriptions of things and people.
- Fatigue-Resistance (Lv. Max) : Complete Fatigue Immunity, but can notice fatigue.
Spontaneous Skills (Active):
- None
Unique Skills:
- None
Unique or Racial Traits:
- Ancient Moon Blood: Quadruples the speed of Yin energy intake.
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I mentally smile as I read over the status panel. There's a couple things I don't know about, like the Ancient Moon Blood, but otherwise its looking pretty good.
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'Okay. Iris, give me a description of each attribute and statistic.'
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Attributes:
Strength: The representation of muscle potency. Increasing strength can make you go faster, strike harder, jump higher, and take hits a bit more easily.
Endurance: The representation of the gene’s evolution. Increasing endurance greatly boosts stamina, healing factors, and defense.
Speed: The representation of movement speed. Increasing speed acuminates the mind to allow a faster thought process to match the legs’ increased motor capabilities.
Dexterity: The representation of body control. Dexterity is the pillar of agility but also allows significant stamina consumption reduction and accuracy improvement.
Intelligence: The representation of one’s mental capacity. Increasing intelligence does not affect IQ but improves memory and minor comprehension abilities. It also reflects the base size of the mana pool and is the main focus of every mage.
Luck: The wild variable that cannot be predicted and increased by normal means. It has the power to bend Fate and Laws.
Statistics:
Stamina: Host’s ability to retain and regain energy.
MP: Host’s Mana Pool.
Swiftness: Host’s thought processing speed.
Agility: Host’s ability to dodge and skillfully manipulate momentum.
Senses: Host’s sensing ability, including the five senses and instinct.
Charm: Host's appeal, and ability to entice/tempt those around him.
Attack: Numeric value representing the power of the Host’s attack.
Defense: Numeric value representing the defensive power of the Host.
Magic Attack: Numeric value representing the power of the Host’s base magic attack.
MP Regeneration: The rate at which the Host’s Mana Points recover.
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'I'm seriously glad I've got you with me Iris, otherwise I'd be a bit slower on all these things. Also even though you're an assistant, I still like your company.'
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{'Appreciated Master'}
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With a mental nod, I look up at whom I believe is my mother. She has long and silky black-colored hair, with a beautiful face, and sky blue eyes. While taking a look around the room, I see a man whom I think is my father. He has the same silky black-colored hair as mother, but in a quiff' hair style, he also has sky blue eyes. Along with a handsome face, and a cool, white corporate beard, I'd have to say I have a beautiful family from the looks of it.
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My mother says some comforting words then hands me to my father. He radiates a big smile as he takes me into his arms, but not before I get another notification.
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[Quest: Normal Child.
Details: Act like a normal, modern child around others until you are three years old.
Reward: 250 Exp, Starter Pack 1x, Acting Skill(Passive)
Penalty: None
Time Limit: Until the Host turns three years old]
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I give an internal smirk, as I start to look forward to my new, eternal life.
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