《Contract: Restart》Chapter 2
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I woke up in the embrace of a person. He was very tall probably 6 foot tall and had was well built. He also had blond hair and cerulean accented eyes complimenting his handsome face. He gave me a flash of his perfect set of white teeth as I thought.
{Wow! The gods really blessed you with everything huh, man you sure are lucky, if you’re from my former world that face of yours could have been a double edge sword}
“You did a good job Maria” he said with a whimpering tone in his voice. As a tear rolled from his eyes.
{Oh man, a grown man crying? Come on you could do better than that at least hold it in!}
The woman who was behind me whose name was Maria responded with a rather happy tone
“No, WE did a good job”
{Oh I can’t take it anymore I got ‘a say something to this two love birds}
“Are you done yet because you guys are fricking ridiculous! Stop flirting in front of a person!” Was what I was trying to say but different words came out of my mouth
“Waaaaaaaahhhh”
These were the words that came out of it. Then a sudden emotion tackled it’s way into my mind. It was…Fear. My heart was beating faster and my mind was pacing back and forth trying to think up of what happened. I remember now, I signed a contract with that pathetic excuse of a god with a twisted personality.
{Damn it I should have reconsidered that contract!}
I tried to move my feet but I felt so weak that they only twitched. I then tied to move my hands closer to my face. What I saw were a pair of short chubby little hands of a newborn kid. So this was the meaning of being reborn! To start over from childhood again!
“Nooooooo! I don’t want to start over and hit puberty again!” But
“Waaaaaaaaaahhhhh” was all that came from my mouth. Adam seeing me wail gave me a smile and started rocking his arms in a set of swinging motion.
“We’ll name him Himalos right Maria?”
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“Yes, dear”
Are the last words that I heard before the rocking made me feel at Ease as my mind swayed into comfort and my eyes began to fell heavy as my lid finally shut itself.
**** 3 years later***
A great feast was cooked up by my Mother, Maria as she placed a large roasted piece of Meat at the center. My father was taking something from his room. 3 years has already passed, and it was by decision of the Gods, that every living thing will receive it’s stats symbol on the third year of it’s life and only after receiving the stat will they give you exp.
As night came we finally started the celebration, we ate heartily as my mother laughed at me for scarfing down on the food at such amazing speed. Well truth be told eating this much food was rare on my new life.
{Since that fucking god gave me life in a new world and my family was a bunch of peasants!} My father Adam contrary to his handsome look worked in a blacksmiths shop, a grueling task and my mother was tailor in the village. Now naturally one could earn a decent income from this jobs but you see there was a slight problem.
We lived in a backwater town in the Eastern Frontier where deadly monsters flocked the field. Oh yeah in this world It operated like an RPG game where monsters were common throughout the world. Although they don’t drop items rather you skin and loot them… Is what I heard from a passing adventurer.
“Happy Birthday Himalos, Here is a gift from your Mom and Me!” Adam blurted out with a smile feeling proud of his gift
It was a small ring that had a small ornate gem shining.
“Thank you Dad! Mom!” I said happily as I place it on my finger.
Then a Bright light shone on my chest flaring beautiful aurora lights.
“Oh, It’s starting dear!”
“Yes, Maria”
As the beautiful aurora lights shot beautiful glimmering streaks of light. But slowly after a few minutes the light died down and what remained was a red tattoo shaped in a diamond was all that remained.
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“There it is dear!” blurted out Maria in a happy tone.
“Quick son, say show status” commanded Adam in an eager tone
I did just that and said the words “Show status.” A screen then appeared in my face and contained the following
Name: Himalos Godseek Race: Human
Lvl: 1 Age: 3
Health: 110 Mana: 250
Health regen./s: 0.10 Mana regen./s: 0.15
Damage: 1-3 Defense:15
Popularity: 0 Title: None
Strength: 10(+1) Vitality: 10(+1)
Agility:13(+1.3) Intelligence25(+2.5)
Luck: 50 (+5) Wisdom: 15(+1.5)
Charm: 45(+4.5) Dexterity: 10(+1)
SKILLS
- Blessing of Kairos’ Blessing lvl.1 (Beginner)
- Spreader of the Faith lvl.1 (Beginner)
- Warrior’s instinct lvl.1 (Hereditary)(Beginner)
blessing of Kairos lvl.1(beginner)(passive)
Blessed by the forgotten God Kairos’ this person gains an additional 10% to all his stats
Spreader of the faith lvl.1 (beginner)(passive)
As the forefather and spreader of the faith of Kairos, you will receive additional popularity according to how wide the faith has gotten
Warrior’s instinct lvl.1 (hereditary)(beginner)
A bloodline trait, coming from a bloodline of warriors you can sense enemy’s bloodlust and auras.
Additional effects:
2% chance sense lower ranking enemies weaknesses
2% Could determine how powerful the enemy is
During battle may be activated giving temporary stat increase in agility and strength
Mana cost: 30
I didn’t know what to say. My stats were mediocre actually. I thought it would be higher since I got a God’s blessing. But the blessings that he gave weren’t actually much.
{Curse that incompetent God. Does he really want me to work hard, why can’t this new life go on smooth sailing.}
I gave a sigh in my mind. I looked at Adam and Maria. They were anxious. They fidgeted with there hands and had eyes of curiosity gazing at me.
“ Son show it to us!” Adam blurted out in an excited manner. He was already shaking from excitement. Is seeing stats really that exciting. Well I guess for a parent in this world seeing stats was what was going to discern there son or daughter from the average to the elites.
“ Show status to Father”
A blue screen went up in father’s face. He earnestly scanned the contents and skills. He was smiling when he scanned the stats. Then he started to frown. My heart skipped a beat. {Oh damn, there can’t be something wrong with my stats right?} I thought. When his eyes moved on to the skills list he gave a reaction of pure shock. His eyes widened as his brows made an arc. And his mouth gave a large O shape.
“My son is…is…is a genius!!
I was taken aback by his loud roar, as my mom scuttled to my dad.” Really? Let me see it too dear, Himalos show it to mother as well!” She exclaimed in a yet another excited tone.
“Show status to mother”
A blue notification box appeared on her face and with a burst of outcry she exclaimed happily whilst celebrating with my father and doing some sort of dance.
“our son has 3 skills and he’s stats are higher than normal!” They both shouted out loud.
{Wow really my stats are higher than normal? Great this is great at least that messed up God gave me gave me something I can praise hi for}
“How is it Mother, Father”
“Yes son, your stats are a lot higher than most others especially wisdom, intelligence and charm. You even got three skills, at most others will usually get 1 skill or even none! But my son got 3! The gods really has blessed us” Adam concluded without holding back his happiness
{Really huh this means I’m better than others but still this stats are too low, well I am still level 1, but still my charm was abnormally high, well I can consider since I had blond hair crystal blue eyes and my nose eyes and face are so perfectly compatible that you really would have think that I’m from a nobles blood}
“Um Father why does warrior’s instinct have the word hereditary on it?” I asked in confusion
“Oh that? You see some skill’s can only be acquired through blood line, You see you’re father came from a long line of warriors!” He boasted with a smug look on his face.
{Hmmm, I see so some skills can’t be gained no matter how hard you try eh, This world just got interesting}
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