《Eternal Soul》Chapter-12
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A ray light appear in a flat mountain in the Hyathea continent if you look from afar you will see a table, not a mountain.

From within the light, a silhouette walked out.
The light fade showing Grekorio figure as he slowly scan the area around him.
'There is only grass around here?', no matter where he looked it was grass 1 meter tall,'Oh there is a tree there.', the tree was almost hidden in the horizon by the tall grass.
'Wait am i wrong or is it moving?' Focusing his vision on the tree, he notice slight movements from the tree,' Maybe it's just the wind.'
He start to walk on the direction of the tree while leaving the thought behind.
Getting next to the tree, he notice it's withered dark bark, dried leaves, gloomily dancing in the wind, behind it there is some more trees, just to feel more safe, he took out his ruler from the bag and put it on his back.
Slowly advancing through the melancholic trees.
10 minutes later he is sorrounded by the trees, looking around at the dark trees, he sit down and took out his map.
Trying to locate himself, but without any kind of hint, he could not find himself in the map, reaching the conclusion, obvious one, that he is lost.
Getting up and putting the scroll back in his bag, he sense some movement behind and beside him, glancing to the said, he was caught suprised by the tree that was on his side.
It slowly lifted itself from the ground, while it's roots slowly took the shape of a human feet, it realize that was already caught, it throwed it's silent action to side, and using it's branch, it swung at Grekorio.
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Grekorio suprised by the tree, that was in true a treant, and leapt back, dodging the attack, but he couldn't do
anything when he sensed a attack coming from him.
The treant behind him hit him, but his sword and cuirass defended some of the damage, and using the force from the strike on the back, he rolled on the ground and got up, taking his greatsword in his hand while standing up.
Wielding the greatsword with both hands, while glancing around him, he notice that while the trees turned in treants 10m around him, some still normal trees.
The treants finally completed their 'transformation', and now Grekorio can see what the treants are, two upper limbs formed by the branches tangling around each other, looked like the arms from a human, while the 2 lower limbs mada from the roots, too lookes like the legs from a human, with a scary face in the middle of the trunk.
Looking at the monster around him while lamenting that his inspect had still a long way to become appraisal, with appraisal he could see level from mobs.
Running in direction of one treant on his left side, he swung his sword, using purely the weight from the sword, when it connected with the trunk from the treant, the treant's trunk broke in two.
Looking with sastifaction at his sword, while swinging the sword around when he found out that they are weak to this kind of attack, he spun around breaking treants left and right.
After finishing the last treant, he glanced at the windows in the corner of his vision, telling that he had leveled up, he remembered that he had leveled up back then on the village, quickly opening his characted tab, he added the points.
Name-Grekorio
Race-Balancer
Lvl:12
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Class-None
Title-None
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Strenght:80
Dexterity:50
Agility:65
Intelligence:50
Magic Power:50
Vitality:60
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Skills
Smithing-Lv VI
Swordmanship-lv V
-Dual-Wielding
Tracking-Lv II
Stealth-Lv III
Inspect(Plants)-Lv III
After looking at his status again, he started to feel that he should log out and rest a little, since it's been a while he had been awake.
Arriving he was teleported he looked around, and couldn't help the feeling ,that this would be a good place to build a house, from rising.
"I will build a house here, since it's good to have a point where i can back." After saying that out loud.
「Quest updated」
A window appear in front of him suddenly.
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Author note - Thank you for reading.
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