Bright white light stained Jason’s vision. Oh… I see… the white light of heaven. Alright well I did as much as I could. Well maybe not but I mean I put in a good effort right? Eh… I stacked everything into Luck so not really… um. I guess there really isn’t anything extremely amazing about what I did in those caves. Whatever… let’s just get on with this.

Jason mentally reached toward the light trying to make his way toward it and then he felt it, brushing up against his fingertips. Then as quick as he could he grabbed it and tried to yank himself towards it.

“Oi ye daft kid! Let go of me beard!” A rough and baritone voice shouted. Jason felt himself get yanked back to reality and saw that there was a white floating orb above his head and his hand was grabbing a long and braided beard. He looked to where the beard came from and was greeted with the sight of a dwarf, an actual real life dwarf.

No wonder there’s a species spot in the status page. The dwarf was dressed in white robes that had golden embroidering at the edges. He had the typical look for what you’d expect of a dwarf. Grizzled face, short (only about 140 cm), a long beard that would flow down his body, and hands that were rough and thick.

Speaking of those hands they were currently around Jason’s throat and throttling him as the dwarf continued to yell at Jason to let go of his beard. Jason let go of the beard though it was more because he almost lost consciousness and not because the dwarf was telling him to.

Gasps sounded out from Jason as the dwarf fussed over his beard. After Jason took in enough air he looked around himself. He was in a spacious tent. He was specifically laying on what seemed to be an old fashioned sickbed, which meant it was a mobile table with a cloth on it. It looked like he was the only one in here besides the dwarf who was now glaring at Jason.

“So where am I?” Jason’s weak voice managed to sound out.

“I ain’t gon answer that b’fore ye look at ye status. I’m needin some time to fix me beard anywho,” The dwarf simply went back to smoothing and messing with his already immaculate looking beard. Jason stared at the dwarf long enough for him to look up and at him, then immediately turned to his beard again.

Getting the message Jason summoned his status.

Messages delayed due to extreme cerebral trauma…

Trauma has now been rectified.

Experience Gained:

Health: 43

Stamina: 250

Lodenstone of Chance: 288

Well of Fortune: 55

Unnatural Stamina: 135

Unnatural Speed: 135

LEVEL UP

Before Jason was even allowed to look at his specific stats or the new necessary experience a different status screen popped up.

Available Classes:

Worker (Common) Boosts the effects of Fortitude and Endurance by 30% Gains experience by doing non-combat related tasks Blessed One (Rare) Boosts the effects of the Luck stat by 100% Gains experience through experiencing Luck (exp based on luck stat and intensity of luck) and skills leveling

“Why do I only have two classes to choose from?” Jason murmured to himself as he looked at the screen.

“Classes are based off ye stats me lad,” Jason turned to see that the dwarf had come and arrived right next to where Jason was laying down. “At te beginnin at least. Same for talents.” The dwarf seemed more than willing to actually talk to and apparently even give Jason some useful knowledge. I might as well try to capitalize on this while I still can.

“Sir do you know where we are? What country? I was lost in some caves and just found my way out. I’d really appreciate it if you could help me so that I could maybe get my bearings and find my way home,” If that’s even possible at this time. Jason didn’t say that last bit, but gave the dwarf his best winning smile.

“Get yer class first. Then we talk.” The dwarf closed his eyes and just stood there. Seemingly determined not to move another inch or say another syllable until Jason dealt with his status.

Turning to the screen again Jason found that he really didn’t have much of a choice. Getting that health and stamina boost seemed nice, but at the same time it would be throwing away all his work to stack Luck. So with only slight chagrin Jason chose the Blessed One as his Level 5 class.

Then he finally got to see what it did to his status.

General Information

Class: Blessed One

Species: Human

Favor: NA

Experience: 473 / 2,023

Level: 5

Titles: None

Stats

Fortitude:

10

100 / 100 hp

Vitality:

10

5 hp / hour

Endurance:

10

100 / 100 sp

Vigor:

10

5 sp / hour

Focus:

10

100 / 100 mp

Willpower

10

5 mp / hour

Charisma:

10

10 bf

Luck:

30

30% (39%) | 3% (3.6%)

Stat Points Available: 5

Skills and Talents

Active:

Offense: None

Defense: None

Utility: None

Passive:

Offense: None

Defense: None

Utility: Lodenstone of Chance [III] (379 / 800), Well of Fortune [II] (130 / 500), Unnatural Endurance [II] (277 / 500), Unnatural Speed [II] (113 / 500)

Talents: Touch of a Gambler

Skill Points Available: 1

Holy shit. I know it said it would double my luck, but damn. A 39% chance of my natural luck causing a random event to happen. Is that hourly or daily or every second of my life ever. Now that I’m safe and apparently ok and not addicted or anything I need to do some research into my abilities and how exactly they work.

That good luck though is only at 3.6% so that’s not great. Although since I’ve been getting even amounts of good and bad Lodenstone activations I bet the scaling is from a -100 to 100 scale and not just from 0 to 100. I’ll do more research later.

“Excuse me sir---”

“‘Ave ye done stats and skills yet?” The dwarf questioned not even bothering to open his eyes. Jason grumbled then threw everything into luck and then went to the skill trees.

Utility

Luck

Passive

Tier 2

Aura of Fortune [Rank 1] (0 / 400) Increase the good luck of those around you by 5% of your own Increases boosting by 5% per rank Range: 5m increasing by .5m every rank Aura of Misfortune [Rank 1] (0 / 400) Decrease the good luck of those around you by 5% of your own Increases reduction by 5% per rank Range: 5m increasing by .5m every rank

Well in combat the fortune would be bad but in general life the misfortune would be absolutely terrible. Let’s check the active skills real quick.

Tier 1

Luck Theft [Rank 1] (0 / 200) Decrease target’s good luck by 20% and increase your own by 50% of the luck removed Increase the removal by 20% each rank Increase the successful theft by 5% each rank

Ok so there’s only one and it’s a straight up combat ability. Am I going to be in combat all that much? Well not if I can help it. Plus I don’t really like the idea of stealing someone’s luck. Considering how much luck normal people have considering they don’t stack into luck like me… is not very high. I really don’t think this skill is worth much in the vast majority of cases.

I think I’ll actually just take the Aura of Misfortune. I’d like to take the Aura of Fortune, but let’s face it. This world is going to have combat. I don’t like the idea of helping my enemies.

If it becomes a really serious problem then I guess I’ll find a way to take care of it somehow.

General Information

Class: Blessed One

Species: Human

Favor: NA

Experience: 363 / 2,023

Level: 5

Titles: None

Stats

Fortitude:

10

100 / 100 hp

Vitality:

10

5 hp / hour

Endurance:

10

100 / 100 sp

Vigor:

10

5 sp / hour

Focus:

10

100 / 100 mp

Willpower

10

5 mp / hour

Charisma:

10

10 bf

Luck:

35

70% (91%) | 7% (8.4%)

Stat Points Available: 0

Skills and Talents

Active:

Offense: None

Defense: None

Utility: None

Passive:

Offense: None

Defense: None

Utility: Lodenstone of Chance [III] (379 / 800), Well of Fortune [II] (130 / 500), Aura of Misfortune [I] (0 / 400), Unnatural Endurance [II] (277 / 500), Unnatural Speed [II] (113 / 500)

Talents: Touch of a Gambler

Skill Points Available: 0

“Alright sir I’m done.” Jason looked at the dwarf. The dwarf opened his eyes and nodded his head giving a short grunt as he did so. Then he turned and started walking to the flap of the tent.

“Come on lad. Ye look lost,” the dwarf eyed Jason looking from his head to his toes. “In more ways than one. Follow me and I’ll give ya yer bearin’s.”

The dwarf reached the flap of the tent and held it open with one hand. Allowing Jason to see the glorious view that was the forest on the outside.

“Well get up ye lazy oaf.”