《Byond understanding》Chapter 5 - Power beyond byond
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"Eleir!, Come down. Its dinner time" I perk up as i hear my moms voice. Rushing past my room and hallway. Stumbling around corners. As i rush to get some of my moms cooking.
"Eleir. You food is done. Come on over," My mothers melodious voice echos. I keep running. Still hopping over obstacles and turning sharp corners.
"I am coming!. I am coming home mom!." i scream at the top of my lungs. Feeling child like excitement.
"Where are you, everyone is waiting for you."My lungs start feeling like they are on fire, My legs burn. The previously short hallway, seems to extend eternally. Doors to rooms that never existed and winding directions that are physically impossible, start appearing.
" I AM COMING, MOOOM!!" Tears start streaming down my cheeks. Feeling helpless. As every bit of progress seems meaningless.. Moving one step forward and the path seems to extend another 10 steps.
After running for what felt like an eternity. My mother seem to have stopped calling for me. This overwhelming feeling of sadness overwhelms me. as i realised that she isnt waiting for me anymore.
My steps slow down. Large tear drops are falling down my face. After a couple of moments. I find my self standing infront of the door to the kitchen. It seems so vivid, i thought i forgot how it looked like.
Fall to my knees and start bawling. everything start to lose meaning. Its just me and the door. As i reach out to open it. Everything stops.
I wake up, with wet eyes. My body is sore from the previous nights exertion. Feeling deflated. i walk back to my tent. stripping everything and falling on my sleeping mat. I never had a dream so vivid before. It hit me really hard,
I quietly continue laying down on the floor. Just letting the emotions go through me. Feeling incredibly lonely as i lay down over the dirt floor in the woods. No family or friends waiting for me. i really want to have kids, a wife. Make a family of my own. to make my parents proud. I start choking up again, as i start crying all over again,
I have no idea, what came over me. I didnt even cry this much in my parents funeral. This intense state, where i started feeling emotional over everything. Never in my life have i felt so intensely.
I stand up, dusting off the dirt. Adjusting my robes, i walk back to the remains of my casting material. The wood is completely destroyed. The stick and knife are perfectly fine. They were targeted as what will be affected, but they haven't actually touched any mana.
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When i passed out i got a title.
Status Titles
Titles Primary title: full title effect none Secondary title: halved title effect none Unequipped titles Mana Conduit: Your body has channeled intense amounts of mana. To the point of changing the fabric of your existence.(channel a lot of mana) You receive 20% increased mana, Spells receive a 40% increased damage power. Casting spells inflicts discomfort. higher mana amount increase discomfort. child killer: You killed a massive amount of infants. (greater than 20,000) creatures that are below 15% maturity, Will receive 40% more damage. laborer: You are adept at preforming labour.(Work for 10,000 h) 20% reduced exhaustion. While preforming labour.
Wow, Mana conduit is amazing. Even if you put it in the secondary slot. Thats 10 and 20 bonus. You cant find many title with effect that are good in the secondary slot.
I equip the title. Once confirmed, Magical energy wells up inside of me. Feeling the increased mana capacity instantly. I dont equip the other two titles. Because i am not really proud of them.
i try testing out the power boost. Applying telekinesis on a tree. The Branchs curve and leafs are ripped off. Removing the title. I do it again. The branches curve less than they did before. reequipping and the branches curve back up.
i felt almost nothing when using telekinesis. The discomfort wasnt as bad as i thought. Maybe in extremely high levels, the bonus wouldnt be worth it.
Its time to go to the shop and buy a shield and tanks of devil piss. The previous night really stopped me in my tracks
I pull my shield hard over my shoulder, Completely uncomfortable with carrying the weight. I can carry it, but its uncomfortable. I used to be able to carry ten of them and not notice.
The shield was surprisingly expensive priced at 1,120 Coins and The snake piss was cheap for 6 Coins per liters and 5 liters per tank. My Savings are running out. i need to make money right now.
The only way for me to make money and do what i want to do is go to a dungeon. I need Coins and levels. Skills also level up faster in combat. Even if they arent combat skills. As long as you use them a little bit, then they level up way faster.
The spell cast for both the shield and fire spray took less than 1 minute. By the time i reached the dungeon, it would have been 1 hour. 1 hour is long enough to recover all my mana after reaching the the dungeon Kiosk.
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The Kiosk is a reception area to register, allowing you to get in. all you have to do is pay a percentage of all that you made in the dungeon, each dive. Of course before going into the dungeon, i have to pack all my things. Dont want anyone to steal my 20 thousand valued stuff.
Packing all my things, i notice a piece of equipment that could actually be used as a weapon. The Fair quality ritual knife. When it was bought it said high quality, i thought that it meant in better design rather than material quality.
I walk towards the reception. There stands a butch looking man. While walking towards him, he looks at me with a blank face. Just sitting in his chair without doing anything for hours. Plainly psychotic.
"Hi, i would like to go inside"He looks at me for a solid second before he replied.
"Name and current wealth"
"Eleir Lukegh and 1,100 Coins" i reply to him, used to the procedure. From all the time of going to the farm. I owned part of the dungeon. I used to go to it every other day. So the receptionist knows me. From what i know, he used to work here since the dungeon first existed. I dont know when the dungeon was here. I just know that he was here for a long time and always creeped me out.
"Ok, take the sigil and go in." He hands me an entry sigil. They can remotely deactivate it and trap me inside the dungeon. So the police can go and get you or something.
I walk past him, not really willing to spend more time with him. I knew him for over 20 years and never learnt his name. inside the dungeon is pristine pillars and perfect masonry. What ever built it. Has ability far beyond anyone's imaginations.
My body is washed with a familiar feeling. The aura of the dungeon lord. A man so powerful he is able to instill his presence into all dungeons he conquered. Controlling them and acting as the dungeon lord.
Such levels of power, are just to far away to comprehend your distance. From what i know, This Man is one of the only 3 Legendary in the empire that exist. If i wanted a focus one level above, then i would need to spend in the millions.
A focus only goes up in grade after reaching level 100. Its relatively easy to power level low quality focuses. But after reaching a point. you would not be able to find any ways to power level. At that point you would actually need to level normally.I cant power level. I dont have any money. it was all spent on hope.
Its time to go through the dungeon, Level by level. My farm was at level four with level 20 monsters. only from having a maintained path and ownership to that part of the dungeon. Was i able to work in it.
At level one you fight big rats and gnomes. They dont really mesh thematically but they share the same level of strength. levels ranging from 12-50. Thats considering if you have an Awful focus.
I take a sharp turn to the left, Heading directly to the first level. Passing past teenagers and their parents. You would see the occasional adult like my self. Moving around.
I open the entrance and almost instantly i get jumped by a gnome with spear. Without Thinking, i cast out devil piss flamer. The gnome while reaching out to me, Gets instantly scorched. A liter of my reserves is instantly removed from my tank.
Spell storage gained one level gained 10 Coins
Damn. i could of just bonked him and not waste so much of my tank. I look over the gnome, Absolutely nothing is left outside of charred. i discovered the best way to utilize a flammable liquid. Control the liquid to burst out, vaporize it mid air. Rush air to to the spot, to increase the speed of reaction.
I only have the one tank, I hoped to save it for further levels down. everything at this level is really weak. I kick the gnome corpse and continue on. Small gnome burrows and rat holes riddle the walls at every point. The one thing anyone should learn from this level. Is look out for their ankle, unless they want it bitten.
I keep my ears pealed and look out for any sudden ambush. Prepared for anything. Occasionally hearing skittering and small critter noises. Following the noise, i prepare my stick and blade weapon. Before turning the corner and attacking whatevers on the otherside. I need to first activate the telekinetic chainsaw.
I throw the blade up and away from me. Holding the stick firmly. I cast the spell.
"THHHRUUMM" As if the blade didnt exist, The area it was rotating in looks like solid metal. Rather then a spinning object. An almost deafening noise is made from the wind.
Spell storage gain a level telekinesis Gained two levels
Wow its leveling up without even fighting. Ok lets go fight.
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