With a tentative push, a small purple head emerged from the thick stone shell that had wrapped around its body. With a crack. A tiny purple worm fell out and plopped on the floor.

-3

A white number drifted slowly from its head, flashing in existence for a brief second before fading away. The wet purple worm however had more pressing concerns to deal with.

Most importantly, the song had stopped.

The SoNg had STOPPED!

That glorious piece of music which was ethereal in its perfection, with the vocal cords of a massive perfect giant letting all those who heard it be bound by its majesty.

Power was nothing compared to this song, it held a quality that would make many twitch as they failed to comprehend its majesty. And hate themselves for it!

This song, of godlike majesty had stopped!

The tiny worm, or actually, wyrm. Would not allow it!

It let out a majestic screech to awaken to beast that had sung the song that its job was not over, it held a divine mandate to continue to play the song!

The massive kingdom destroying entity that was peacefully sleeping. Enjoying the somber abyss, was awoken with a single. Annoying. Notification.

Had the venom of its thoughts materialized, the mountain would've melted.

Ding!

You have unlocked the Class: Jerkish Singer of the Divine Eldritch Melody (Bard)

You have played a song of eldritch beauty gifted to you by divine knowledge! And when many asked you to play it again. You stubbornly refused and went back to sleep!

You Jerk!

+97 Vitality

+57 Mental D.

+34 Vocality

Unlock's Stat-Vocality

Gain Skills, Melodic Insults, Divine Taunts, and Eldritch Ignoring.

It hadn't gotten any class notifications in a long time. It had been so long that it had forgotten the system existed at all!

The terror of the dwarfs attempted to go back to sleep, but failed.

That damn text was too distracting!

Out of annoyance, it accepted the class and went back to a peaceful nap.

At least after it had accepted its voice stopped acheing, it always hurt when he sung. The monster's throat would always hurt when it sung. At the very least it had gained a benefit for clicking yes on that notification. As for the tiny wyrm?

It was furious. No.

Fury would shiver at the pure rage it felt when its commands weren't listened too. It let out a tiny roar of rage, and leapt towards the massive monster which had killed armies of heroes.

The wyrm landed with a splat on a nearby, emerald green egg. It bounced off the hard surface and was sent sprawling on its back.

It stayed perfectly still for five perfect seconds. Before sqeaking in absolute rage!

How dare that meager egg stand between it and the ear watering heaven that was that song!

It would pay!

Slowly getting back up, its skin ached, but the pain was a dull lukewarm drop compared to the ambition of this wyrm. It charged again at the egg. All those who opposed it would face death!

In perfect form, it leapt forward. Its scales shining in the low light of the cavern as the wyrm made itself as straight as a golem control rode. It shot forward like a speeding arrow, moving faster than a trained eye could see, a sharp precise impact followed.

Splat!

Splat!

...Splat!

The tiny wyrm shot itself forward again and again. It plopped against the egg and fell on its slimy and scaley back.

With a roar of challenge, the wyrm charged one final time. Its energy nearly empty, exhaustion present in all of its body. Instead of the fearsome headbutts it had given the egg at the beginning. It barely reached half the egg's height. Before weakly plopping on the ground one final time.

-1

The wyrm turned in shock as it saw a bright white symbol flash above its head. It watched as it slowly fell apart into strands of bright light before fading out of existence.

Now what was this?

The wyrm quickly let out a squeal! Was this something to help in its quest!?

It finally stopped pointless jumping and headbutting the egg. It had something new and interesting to fiddle with. If this didn't work, then headbutting the egg till it died for its ignorance would have to do. But the wyrm wasn't willing to sleep on a weapon it could use to cut apart its problem.

Now it just needed to figure out how to use a -1 to its advantage...

Maybe headbutting the egg one more time would help.

Congratulations! Through repeated effort, you have unlocked the Relentless Headbutter Class (Brawler)

+3 Strength

+4 Speed

+3 Vitality

Gain the Skill, Deadly Headbutt.

-2

The young wyrm had spent hours continually heabutting the egg to no avail. Nothing had worked, and it couldn't do anything with the resulting digits that appeared everytime it suffered a nasty fall.

After a while it had felt tired again, but continued to push forward. The wyrm would see its enemy defeated!

But to no avail, the emerald egg was a mountain. And the wyrm a determined pebble.

At least, until this.

The wyrm had no idea what this 'class' was supposed to be. But it would be a fool not to take advantage of a reward offered directly to it for the wyrm's efforts.

With a thought, it accepted.

Nothing happened.

"Reeeeee" were the first words that came out of the wyrms mouth.

Instead of a heartfelt acknowledgement of its parents. Or some random word it had heard. It was instead a small screech of rage at something not working.

All of this effort, all of this pain? And for what? A reward just out of reach.

Of course, if it had access to the menu. It would've seen its shiny new class right on its shiny new sheet. With a few new atribute points in their assigned slots.

With a roar, the wyrm headbutted the emerald egg. But instead of a simple weak plop, a wave of energy pushed it forward. Its posture also improved. By a lot.

Its perfect arrow was really just a soggy bath noodle. But now, with etheral knowledge.

Its strike smashed into the egg with a force that the wyrm before would've been unable to exert.

But it was also sent flying backward and hit the floor with a thwack!

-20

You have lost eigthy percent of your HP

The crimson words filled the wyrm with innate fear. Its body felt too weak to move. And for the first time in its life, the wyrm felt a deep knawing fear in its heart.

It laid there for who knows how long, before slowly, it got back up. The words had long since faded, and the wyrm had felt better after a while. It was also excited, there was no way the egg didn't have a scratch on it now!

As the wyrm slowly slithered to the emerald egg. It noticed a small crack on the emerald egg, to many, it would've been nothing to praise. But to the wyrm, it felt like mountain of mithril.

Finally, it held the power to vanquish the beast in front of it!

It held the power to wake up that rood monster and force it to sing again!

Soon, all would fear its might.

'gurrgle'

But first it was hungry, majorily hungry.

Before it got a bite to eat, it let out one final cheer for its success.

That was when it heard a crack. Then another.

Soon, hundreds of cracking noises filled the cavern as eggs both large and small, blue and red, superior and weak. Hatched in large droves.

A large crack filled the air, making every other sound in the cavern seem small in comparison.

The wyrm watched as the emerald egg that had obstructed its purpose for so long suddenly shattered all at once.

The wyrm would've cheered if it hadn't been replaced with an even larger, even more emerald, wyrm.

That would suddenly take a lot longer to crack then the egg.

But it had time. As long as it didn't move.

That's when the wyrm noticed a longer and bluer cousion of its suddenly launch itself at it.

The entire cavern broke into chaos.