《The Start of a Unusual Life in an Alternate Reality(Soul-AR. You know like solar)》World building
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Dorian:"Whose side am i on?" I say as I feel Therion try to dig into my mind.
Styles:"Yes, whose side."
Dorian:"I just thought the answer would be obvious. Im on the side that keeps me from getting tortured and killed. The side that helps me survive in unknown situations. The side that helps me complete my goals. The answer is very obvious here my good sir. Im on my side."
Styles:"Very interesting choice. You are aware that no one knows youre here and we could very easily kill you after cutting through your mind like a sword through paper." He says ,knowing full well that was a statement instead of a question. Time to bullshit my way out of a very dangerous situation.
Dorian:" Yes i do. The only question is as to why you havent already done so Therion, and im pretty sure i know why. You need me. There is some situation that you need someone who is unaffiliated with any of your warring groups and is not only capable of surviving, but adapting. Youve already seen that i can block out most mind reading and memory tunnling. Youve been trying to do so this entire time. The only question i have for you though, is what do you need me to do?" I say wih the utmost confidence i can muster while channling my inner Sean Connery and Jason Statham. Why them is due to the fact is they are badass spy and assasin movie stars that i know of. Im sincerely hoping my bullshit succeeds.
Styles:"Very well. Fill him in on the details of the situation. I have further pressing matters to attend to." He says as he goes to a corner of the room and grabs what looks to be a generals coat off the wall.
As we walk out of the office with the General he turns to me and says,
Styles:"Oh, and i do hope that you dont plan on sleeping around with the straight women on the base. I may be a creature of promiscuity but my daughter is not. Though from your smell i can tell you havnt even tasted a woman yet. Dont worry, my daughter hasnt enjoyed her first coitus yet." He says and i look at him as if hes insane.
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Lilith:"Father..." Lilith says as if shes given up on life and her father. Though she is turning an interesting shade of red.
Dorian:"Understood sir." I say back to him as we both have mischevious twinkles in our eyes.
Thia:"Even Dorian has fallen. I thought him stronger."
Dag:"What you should realise Thia is that no man is immune to the temptation of good ass. Not even holy men." He says with a haunted look in his eye.
Something tells me that the equivilant of catholic priests in this reality have the same stigma as in mine.
Dorian:"Well before we get sidetracked, how about a bit of information gathering. Lilith, you already know i know nothing how about you start off as we head to whatever counts as a messhall in this place."
We start heading down a hallway as Lilith begins to tell me about the world.
Lilith:"Alright then. How about we start with levels. As until now you have had no idea about such things due to your 'upbringing'. Levels are based off of how much life experience someone has. A 20 year old with no work or combat experienc would be at about level 20 or 21. If theyve had a few years of work theyed be at around level 21 to level 23. Same with if theyve had combat experience. If theyve had a job and combat experience, theyd be around level 24 to 25. The fact that youre nineteen and already at level 25 means youve had a few years of work and combat experience."
Dorian:" What about stat points? Besides working to improve them manually, how do levels affect them?"
Lilith:" Stat points are increased and affected by the effort you put into increasing them along with the 5 points you get from every level."
Dorian:" Well shit, that means im behind. On my stat page i didnt see any loose stat points. Also, how does level affect combat. Say if im fighting a level 40 or 50 and i snipe them in the head with an AP bullet, or i stab them in the eye or throat?"
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Lilith:"While there is nothing i can do for you regarding those lost points, i can tell you that combat works fairly simply. Stab or shoot someone, they get hurt. Level affects the severity of the wound. Say a level 1 stabs a level 80 in the eye, the most that level 80 would be affected is by a minor ache in their eye."
Dag:"How do you not know any of this.?"
Dorian:"Because where I come from, things such as combat, work, and life are based off of skill, connections, knowledge, and life expreience. Not level." I say as we turn another corner.
Lilith:"Now onto our world itself. Our world is split into Four continents. Wrathalon, Atherius, Eternia, and The Lost Empire. We only have three world powers however. The United Federation of Eternia or UFE, The Lost Empire, and finally the Kingdom of The Gods. The UFE is a group of empires, kingdoms, citystates, political groups, and trading federations that are made up of multiple races and religious factions that want to focus on uniting the world while allowing the freedom of everyone involved. We are a military faction of the UFE."
Dorian:"Speaking of, what exactly is this group called?"
Lilith:" Ah thats right, you dont know who we are. We are the Snakes Head. We are the elite spec and black ops of the UFE military. Anyway back to politics."
Dorian:"Ah~ how wonderful, politics. Exactly what i need to deal with." I say with a sarcastic and exasperated tone.
Dag:"I know the feeling."
Thia:"Seconded."
Lilith:*Clears throat*"The lost empire is a group of humans who want nothing more that to wipe out the other races of the world. Theyre who we're at war with. They have massive military might due to their advances in magitech weapons."
Dorian:"Seriously what the fuck. What the hell is it with humans wanting to fight everything and be racist pricks. If we're not fighting amongst ourselves. We're fighting others, and if there are no other races, we act hateful towards other humans just because of differences in ideoligies, skin color, and locational upbringing. Why the fuck cant we just leave each other the fuck alone and stop the hate?"
Lilith:"I think that line of questioning is better left for philosophers and historians."
Dorian:"That may be the case, but i think of myself as a progressive philosopher, and it pisses me off people have such issues with each other."
Ignoring my interjection, Lilith continues.
Lilith:"Finally we have the kingdom of the gods and their continent of Atherius. The Kingdom is really just a smattering of factions, schools, and sects that house the best and brightest of all the races and factions. No one messes with them due to how powerful everyone on the continent is."
Dorian:"What about Wrathalon?"
Lilith:" Its abandoned. On that continent is the ruins of an ancient advanced civilization. Its where the powers learned how to create magitech. If the powers didnt discover the continent, we would all be fighting using nothing but medievil weaponry."
We stop outside a pair of double doors.
Dorian:"Damn. Well for now we should focus on our mission and food. Im starving."
After saying that we head in to the mess hall.
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