《a Reincarnation full of choices》chapter 02- being born, finding a home, and setting traps EDITED
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It's night it seems, tall dark trees all around white ball like eggs about 15 in number all with cracks. Seems I was born early let's check it.
fertile talc spider egg egg of a talc spider H- rank [Herbology ] ingeredient when infertial
Herbology: the process of potion making
Seems useful if it weren't full of my bros and sises…. or is it sisis… no probably is sises, can't carry them anyway. Better get out don't want to be attacked by my siblings, if spiders do that, wow hard to move like this
*trips*
Ouch… actually no probably the rock armor. Anyway let's crawl into that tree’s hole
*20 seconds of trying to climb onto a tree*
Ok now that we're safe… we’re? Oh my god I'm talking to myself… well it'll be boring for the readers if I didn’t
*winks with 4 eyes*
Ok now that i'm (not we) safe let's see if I can identify myself
baby talc spider a baby of the [talc spider] family Age: 5 min can evolve at age 1 week Diet: Bugs, Meat, Rocks
So I will evolve in one week and it tells me what my diet is. Wonder why it didn't say this before? (author: I forgot to put that in and I had to re-upload it before) now to learn how to walk good thing this room is about 20 x 20 mes (I don’t know how big I am)… wow now that i think about it these trees are HUGE! Let's appraise it
Lesser Darkwood Tree a Lesser breed of the [Darkwood tree ] mutated by a lack of darkness mana
A B- rank lumber filled with darkness mana giving off an ominous aura to all none darkness [affinity ] while giving a comferting aura to all darkness [affinity ] creatures
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Affinity: how close to an element one is. Reducing damage from attacks from the same affinity, and increased damage from same affinity.
*ding*
you have discovered the affinity atribute think to bring up affinity menu your afinity is dark 01% earth 80% poison 05%
So there are hidden things in appraisal why? (author: totally not making it up as I go ;P)
But with all other distractions out of the way. Time to walk!
Ok left front leg forward
*thunk*
Not painful at all! this rock armor is soooo useful.
…
*thunk*
…
*bang*
*ten minutes later*
I learnt how to walk faster then i thought! Probably a mix of having a baby’s brain (even if a spider’s), and instincts. Now to practice making webs!
*one room with stone string walls, a sticky ceiling, drape door, and a spider silk bean bag bed later*
{string shot LV.1 -> LV.3}
So now I have a drug addict style door and a bean bag full of string balls. Comfy! Let's make hunting webs in the surrounding trees. Some here near the ground, and part way up the trees. That's sounds good!
*20 minutes later*
Oh! A lake. Now let's see what I look like. 8 red eyes, 2 fangs, mandibles, and I look like a rock.. talc rock… huh now that I think about it that sounds about right. I LOOK ADORABLE!
A caterpillar! Dark green and gray spots about twice as big as me and just as wide.
*gurr*
WOW! That caterpillar just growled at me! No wait that's my Stomach! So hungry! I will eat it! Ok here's the plan place some sticky string on the ground here now sneak up on it and appraise it
Lesser big dark caterpillar a lesser breed of the [big dark caterpillar ] family rank H- monster Age: ??? Diet: ??? Stats Skills affinityies LV. ?? XP. ??/?? Str: ??
Vit: ??
Def: ?? Agi: ?? Dex: ?? Int: ?? Wis: ?? skills ??? Affinities ??? Big dark caterpillar an insect of the dark affinity Diet: ???
Ok so i’ll sneak around and force him? She? It?.... Yah lets go with it. where were we? oh yah lure into web then bit until death.
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