Eric had made seemingly quick progress in this world. He had been a lawyer, and then got an Arcane Warlock unique class. He had picked summoner for his regular class, but this unique class was amazing. It was a class that gave him access to spatial, temporal, and gravitational magics. All three were very strong, and could so far beat everything he had faced. They were strong enough that he had managed to reach level 71 in just a few days.

Having picked the summoner class to start gave him a slightly different set of clothes than most of the magical classes. His had some armor on the shoulders, as well as armored boots and metal woven into the fabric of his robes. It was a unique set made for the summoner, because of their need to get in close. His robes were also a grayish instead of blue, and he had a shield as well as a mace to wield. His hair was black, and he had a medium skin tone. It was hard to tell what nationality he was, though he was a mixture between african american and caucasian.

His opinion of strong though would change when he saw a party of people, only one of whom seemed to be human, heading toward his direction. It was common for him to attack everything on sight. He could worry about everything else later, but he wanted to get strong for the sake of protecting other people from Earth right now. The entire party was made of people lower level than him, but he had never faced an actual sentient race aside from humans until now. Even then, he only killed humans who were definitely from this planet. This human he wasn’t sure about, but he did know that the non-humans were not of Earth. He had decided to attack them all to gain some power.

As he attacked, Eric discovered that humans were not on equal footing with other races. Not only did they seemingly shrug off his magic, but they were keeping up with him every step of the way. If not for his teleportation, he wasn’t sure he would be able to keep alive against this group. Of course, Eric was fighting well within his ability to fight indefinitely; this group seemed to be running low on stamina. That changed quickly though, when the mage that looked to be human pulled out the same magics as he was using.

‘That isn’t possible, I thought I was the only one that could use these magics. Not only that, all the rest of the group has just sped up. If I don’t end this quickly, I will die.’

Eric never got the chance to end it quickly though, he was forced to use long-range teleportation to flee from the battle. This fight had put a dent in his arrogance, and made him realize that he needed an edge when fighting people that were just naturally stronger than him.

‘I need to find a way to merge my race with a strong magical race. Perhaps elves would be a good choice, if only I knew where to find any. Are elves even a magical race though? I need to investigate this. I passed a city a little while back. A library there should have answers to the questions I have.’

He made quick time to the city, and then found a book on the sentient races that inhabited this planet. He was right, elves were one of the magical classes and would be his choice. First, he had to find where some lived though. He did what he could to investigate, searching through the library for maps. He found books that covered locations, and areas that had elves, but couldn’t find an actual map anywhere. He left the library, looking to find a shop that might have maps. It took him some time, but he eventually found one. It showed that there was an elvish settlement to the south. It looked relatively safe, at least for him, and should be reachable in about a week.

While his teleportation was strong, Eric could only teleport to places that he could see clearly for teleportation unless he’d already been there. This severely limited how far he could go, and how fast he could get to where he wanted to go. Since he had never been south of where this city was, he would have to walk there for the most part. It was slow-going, but it gave him time to get some more training in. He continued to grow stronger with his unique class, increasing the levels of the skills associated with it. Eric also noticed that ever since level 50, he had been growing stronger with the classes he had in general, as well as having unlocked access to another class. That had gone to evolving his summoner class, which proved to be a very powerful boost to it. Not only did it give him added spells, but it also gave him a new branch of magic from it. It allowed him to summon not just magical weapons, but also creatures based off his own level. They were only semi-sentient, and required orders to do anything useful, but were still very good at supporting in a fight.

As avoided others as he traveled, trying to keep his abilities hidden from others. None of the fights he had been in proved difficult for him, and he assumed it would remain the same way. As he kept going toward the elves, he found that to be true of the encounters he had now as well. The week he spent traveling was interesting though, he had improved his abilities to a startling degree with the travel, and he was continuously becoming more powerful. He felt that he was getting to the point that only the non-human races would be able to beat him in combat, at least until he became part elf himself.

Once he had made it to the elves city, he put his hands up in the air as a symbol of peace. The elves decided against shooting him down, despite their deep seated distrust for humans. They wanted to see what this human wanted, and to see if they should go along with it or not. They went up to him, with the question they all had for him.

“What is it a human would want from us? There is nothing of value here except the nature you reject so quickly.”

Eric looked at the elf, trying to decide if his answer would be something that it would believe. He didn’t know these elves, but he heard that the humans had killed many non-human sentient beings out of fear and hostility toward others. They were the only ones in fact that had so much hatred for every other race. Even Eric hated the other races, but his desire to grow stronger overpowered his hatred in this scenario.

“I wish to become part elf, I have decided to reject my humanity. Please help me to overcome my fear.”

Eric had only told half truths. He truly did reject that his human side was weak, but he still cared more for humans than any other race. He did have a fear of becoming a mixed race, but only because it might prevent other humans from accepting him. Of course, the half-truths he told were no worse than the lies he told on the courtroom floor some days. All of Eric’s lies were practiced, and he knew just how to tell them to make people believe he was sincere in his words.

The elves believed him, and not having any “king” in particular, led him to their spiritual leader. This spiritual leader was the one who decided to grant people the potential to become part elf, and Eric was not one to shy away from a little danger. He had read of the horrible success probability of some races, but elves did not seem to be one of them. Not only that, but it also seemed to grant a much longer life expectancy than the humans own.

The leader placed his hands on Eric, before voicing the potential risk, but would not yet begin the transformation until Eric gave final approval.

“You know that you could die from this procedure? Even if it does succeed, you could only gain small bonuses and take huge setbacks from it.”

Eric’s face took a noticeable frown, before he decided against changing his mind.

“I need to take that risk, especially if it means rescuing my people from danger.”

Sarzadan, which was the name of the elves “leader” then channeled energy into Eric. It immediately took root and began to change him. However, it also knocked him unconscious. His mind began to unlock more potential for learning, increasing in how well he could understand concepts, and his eyesight going to the point where he no longer needed glasses. The boosts he gained to wisdom and perception were only very small though, only five and two times higher than the normal human level respectively. Intelligence had raised to fifteen times the normal human level, making it almost as powerful as an actual elves’ intelligence. His agility, or speed, only raised to twice as strong as a human’s as well. His strength did not drop at all, but his constitution dropped to only a half of his normal level. The changes were not especially potent, but he hadn’t taken any massive drawbacks from them either. Aside from the loss of health, Eric had basically only gained from the changes. He could do more damage and faster, while also gaining the ability to cast massively more spells during combat. He did drop back to level one though, but still kept 15 levels that were gained because of the groups he had defeated single-handedly as a human.

Eric took three days for the changes to fully take effect and come out of the dream-like state he was in. He would no longer need sleep and age at the same pace as an elf, but would still be like a human in that he was not resistant to being put to sleep magically. Looking around, he saw he was in a very plain room. The room had only a mirror and bed in it. Looking in the mirror, Eric saw that the the only real change in his appearance were his ears. He was perhaps a bit thinner as well, but only because of elves being naturally thin and lanky.

Eric decided to leave as soon as he could. He had done what he had set out to do here, and he had access to long-range teleportation to places he had been to. Eric teleported to a location a few miles outside of the city he had been in, and then headed to look for a place to train.