"There were seven of us. We came from different races. We have our strengths and weaknesses. We have distinct features that resembled who we are.

We've got the hot-headed Berserker. Together with the calm and cruel Warrior, they both covered our front lines. On the sideline is the Assassin, chopping off the ones who broke through the previous two.

After that, we've got the magic types, the Wizard, who bombarded the demons with elemental magics; the Elementalist, who supported the frontliners by summoning elemental sprites; and the Healer, me, who supported with buffs and healing magics.

The six of us are the ones always on the battlefield. The ones who wanted to create a future for our future generations.

We experience our past and sorrows, that we don't want to see happen to our children.

The last but not the least, our last member, the Craftsman. At the last minute, my colleagues never gave him enough credit. They never recognize the additional power the Craftsman gave our group.

Not until he sacrificed himself in creating the Six Godly Weapons. The weapons which bolstered all our powers and created a path to our dreams and goals.

The Seventh and Final member. My love.

'I miss you.'

Stella, your Lover.

Journal of Stella, the First Healer of the Royal Race -

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'I am f*cked!'

I stood behind the biggest tree I could find. It has tall foliages and bushes that could hide my body.

'Sigh! Thankfully I have a black horse skin.' It helped me blend in the dark.

[Stamina: 6/20]

My stamina is running low. The best solution at the moment is to hide from this blasted demons. If I tried to run right now, the risk of getting caught is high. The slimes are not moving in this direction, so I should be safe in the meantime.

I tried to relax and stay calm. I also regulated my breathing, it may help in recovering my stamina. 'Inhale. Exhale.'

Sleep is out of the question. I almost got killed by the slime before. A minute more, I could have died.

[Health: 59/120]

My health is even below one minute's threshold. I am done if I doze off a little bit. I could feel the bags under my eye, getting heavier.

'Luck! I need you now!'

Why are there demons in here? Does that mean this continent is infested in demons? I may get to see more of them from now on?

'I don't know anymore.' Again, nothing surprises me anymore. I need to adapt to the situation.

With a thought, I opened up my Status. After I got Stomp skill, I got a stat-point. How do I allocate this point then? Oh, there are plus signs beside the stats numbers.

I should allocate it to Vitality. With my Vitality going up, my stamina would increase and its recovery at the same time. In this kind of situation, this is the crucial ability that would make my survivability up a hunch.

[Unable to allocate. Required 3 stat points to level up.]

Sigh. Nothing is going right since the start of my birth. So this means, that you have to allocate the same number of stat points on the said stats. Like my Dexterity, for example, I have one point in this stat. With my one stat point that I could allocate, I could level it up to two.

That's why the system said I have the Intelligence of a teenager. It is because for an individual to have five points in a single stat, you need to allocate 15 stat points in total.

Let me rethink this again, so I silently kneeled on the ground, took out some branch, and list down what I thought.

Stat Level, Stat point required to level up, Total allocated.

1, 1, 1

2,2,3

3,3,6

4,4,10

5,5,15

6,6,21

And so on and so forth...

This language I am writing down... it's the language of my previous world. It is different from what I saw in school. The book Emma had read is clearly different. That book is 'The History of The United Race and the Land of Bestia.' I regretted not borrowing that book. Surely there are some insights and details about the System and these blue screens. I sighed again.

Better to save this stat point. Using it on Dexterity is kinda unnecessary right now.

I raise my head up and observed the slimes movement. 'Still safe, no one is moving towards my hiding spot.'

I noticed that even without any of the blue lights, that are coming out from the slime is near me, I could see far more plainly. It seems my eyes are gradually adjusting to the darkness.

[You have gained a skill.]

[Passive Skill: Nightvision: an eye ability that grants an individual to see a low-lighted area.]

[You gained a stat point.]

I got another skill! This would make my survivability in this forest a whole lot higher.

With that, I got my second stat point. I need one more to upgrade my Vitality.

I observed the slimes movements again. This time, I saw everything much clearer. Much clearer than the first time I came in this hell hole.

One slime is coming this way. 'Go away! Shoo! Shoo!'

The slime is getting nearer. I better decide on my next move right now. I knew that hiding forever is not an option. It is now at arms reach.

[Stamina: 6.15/20]

A point fifteen recovery, that means I rested for only three minutes.

'How about I use only one Stomp... Oh! How stupid!'

Facepalming, thinking about how an idiot and stupid moron I am. I got scared so easily, that in fact with one Stomp of mine I could easily kill these buggers.

I stood up and started my plan. I made a lot of noise, which gained the attention of the surrounding blobs.

I went out at the same pace as these blobs. With my new skill, I got a clearer layout of the forest. I notice an open area. There are no trees, no bushes, no nothing.

So I headed there clapping my hands as I go along, and then waited for the eventful time.

I need to time this right. I may let some of them latch on me to get rid of them all.

I better watch out for my Health. I would be dead if this took for more than a minute. Half a minute should be enough.

One slime jumped on me, draining my health. I started a countdown.

1,2,3... Another slime jumped which means two health per second so I count by two's...

5,7,9... One more

13,16,19... 22 Healths drained.

Ever since the first slime jumped, my chest started heating up.

My body is getting ready for what is about to come.

25,28... I had already passed the half-minute threshold. But there are not enough slimes gathered around.

So I had a badass idea. 'High risk, high reward.' Instead of the slimes coming at me, I joined them. I grab the ones on the outskirts before I jump towards the center of the marching band of slimes.

"WRAAAH!" I screamed as I jumped.

I felt my body getting weak from the Health draining from me.

Remember, that I am still 5 or 6 days old. I don't know anymore. My status would tell me my age but this is not the time to check it. I have the upper body of an eight-year-old. A black pony as my lower body.

There I am jumping with a bunch of slimes latched on my, roaring with slimes on the ground, in a black forest. 'Look cool, and truly a badass.'

But that is not what I felt. I felt my vision darkening. But before that, I ordered my body to rear my front leg up. I could feel the slimes under my hooves, transferring the heat from my chest to the front leg, activating the skill Stomp.

The resulting shockwave toss every slime outwards and with it my consciousness.