《Unknown Dimension》Chapter 20 Mictland 4 The occupation.
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"Ha ha I think we solved our feeding problem.” Said Pedro. While he showed her the tray with the octopus tentacles it had packing date October 31, 20XX and the expiration date was December 31.
Maria got up from where she was and as she approached her husband she saw a golden obsidian stone on the floor, she picked it up; it was like the one Bunny had given them, in the human world. She opened her status menu and active the equipment with what on her body was drawn her red overalls and her work shoes, and in her vision could see a notification that said:
"+ 10 defense." Meanwhile, her husband was stroking the pack of octopus tentacles that was cold, as if it were inside a refrigerator.
She held her husband's free hand, looked briefly at the corner of the puddle and could see that the puddle was a basin of a green porcelain handwasher and where the drain should be, there was a hole the size of a cup of coffee and everything that could be seen inside was dark.
She pulled her husband, towards the door and said:
"Let's get out of here!" He tries to say something, but she looked at him in a threatening way, which he knew very well, and he knew he couldn't argue with her until he did what she was telling him. Well, it could turn into a fight, one of 11,000 devils, right there, if he didn't obey his wife's gaze. They came outside the room, it was dark, apparently it was night.
Outside was very windy. They look at the sky, it looked like the tornado, continued turning on their heads, since you could not see the sky. Luckily for them it was not raining.
Peter was still naked, he felt cold. A chill ran all over his body.
"Take this!" He said Peter gave the package with the octopus tentacles to Maria, running inside the room.
"What are you doing!" Maria shout. He grabbed the quilt from the bed ran to her and put it on top of her and said:
"We must protect ourselves from the cold and we cannot leave the treasures we find here." Peter said. He accommodated quilt on her and make a cape over her. He ran back into the room and grabbed the sheets of the bed, made a cape for himself too. And then grabbed the sheath from the bed, put it in front of the cupboard and opening the doors of this, flip over the duvet the contents, and made a kind of backpack with this, then he gets out of the room. He looked briefly at the basin that was filling up with water and could see two goldfish that were watching him. He ran to the door, after swallowing saliva, to pay the light of the room and left this closing the door.
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Once outside he opened the door, he turned on the light, and looked behind the door. To secure the door so that it cannot be opened without the key and prevent someone else from entering that room and have a misfortune.
Then he found a long cane with the size of his wife, at the top of the it there were a blue obsidian stone that was somehow held by a branch. Something powerful on the cane caught his eye and he took it. Then he hears in his mind:
"Ding! You want to acquire a new occupation! Yes or No!" The mechanical voice told him. Peter was tempted to say 'YES' but his priority was to close the door since his wife on the other side was tapping him on the rib to hurry, besides that the ideal was to ask his wife if she wanted it first, to avoid problems in the future, then he said:
"No!" He tried to get the cane out the door and discovered that he could not get it out as if a force were holding it from the inside.
"Ding! If you equip this staff you will acquire 2 spells and you can take it out of the room. Do you want to equip this Shaman's staff to get it out of the Room? Yes. O. No!" Said the mechanical voice. Pedro laughed at himself and said:
"Yes!"
"Ding! You have acquired the shaman occupation! You've acquired the Capture Animal Spirit and Dancing Flame spell! Ding has acquired 5 more points of energy, sense and spirit. ding! You only have 2 more spaces left to equip spells; your spell capacity will increase by 1 every 5 levels." Said the mechanical voice
At that moment he was able to pull the cane out of the room, so seeing that her husband had that cane in his hand she said:
"Where have you caught that from?" Maria said.
"I was behind the door! ... Please close the door, I already put the latch on it. As you can see I have my hands occupied!" Peter said, a bit annoyed.
She looked at him and said:
"My love, why are you upset?"
"The only way to get this Shaman's cane out of the room was to equip it! When I forcibly equipped it, he gave me the Shaman occupation, even though I had originally already rejected this profession! I wanted you to be the spell caster. And the tank of the group would be me. To protect you!" Pedro said, a little discouraged.
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"Lend me the cane!" Maria said. Pedro put the staff in Maria’s hand. She did this with the intention of feel it and giving him encouragement. Telling him some idiot that came to mind.
"Ding! your husband's things are yours; your wife's things are yours. Until you get divorced!" Said the mechanical voice. At the same time, showed her a window that said:
You want to learn one of these magical professions:
“
Psionic Sorcerer: Your magic originates in your great mental strength. You win + 5 intelligence, wisdom and psionic energy. You can use your psionic energy to increase any of your attributes permanently or create psionic powers.
Magic Weaver: Allows you to create magic, save it in a tome of magic. To then load it into a pistol, it casts spells in a simple way. You win Magic Tome and Spell Gun.
Summon Magic: allows you to summon creatures from the cores of the creatures you get, you can also manipulate a core of one creature either merge it with another core of another creature or change its shape according to your imagination. Invoking this creature as a protective being that will allow you to use the attributes of this creature or, in other words, absorb its powers to your own attributes. (Note the obsidian stones are the cores of creatures.)
"
"I can't believe the cane favors you with so many options!" Pedro said, with tears, in his eyes. After that he had to choose Shaman by force.
"The worst thing is that each one is more broken than the last. The Sorcerer Psionic sounds like a kind of Jedí like the one in the 1977 Star War film George Lucas, although I'm not sure I can throw people with the mind. But to increase my attributes sounds very tempting, the problem I see is that we don't know how long it takes to recharge the points of that energy.
While the Magic Weaver, it sounds like we're talking about the Lawgiver Judge Dredd created by John Wagner in 1977. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water, just being able to say Grenades and shoot grenades at my enemies.
Although if I could, I would choose Summon Magic as it means that we can create an army of creatures, which would make you a broken character and the most interesting thing is being able to change the shape to one that we like the most!
If we only had a monster core, I wouldn't have to discard it from the trades list for picking a trade that we're not sure we're going to be able to develop just because it sounds cool." Peter said.
Upon hearing this Maria remembered that in her hand she had the nucleus of the Octopus. Then she said:
"My love I have the core of the octopus here in my hand!" Showing it to her husband, the golden stone.
"Fantastic then you can choose the Summon Magic!" Peter said. She looked at Peter ashamed and said:
"But if I do this, we won't be able to eat the core and become stronger at the same time!" He kissed his wife on the forehead and said:
"Don't worry about me... Flame Dancing!" Pedro said. At the same time point in front of them, a candle-like light showed up, which then grew to the size of an torch illuminated 3 meters around.
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