《RE skeleton》Reincarnation 1 ch 1
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Skeleton POV
I enter the reincarnation line and look at the long line that goes on forever. There are rows of warriors some shaking hands and others giving each other dark looks. A massive Troll like creature barged rows of humans out of the way and comes to stand in front of me. "Well i am a judge here prepare your soul for judgement."
The troll like thing gives me a stern gaze "Your in the great warrior section you better have done something pretty hard core. Lets see mass murder. Killing or ordering killed priests of goodness. Servant of Roland. Wow killing gods demi gods and causing a goblin kingdom to be set up. Genocide Mass murder of Gods and demi gods " The troll bowed sweat appeared on his head"Sir I apologise you are far more worthy than these scum. To the front of the line sir your reincarnation has been chosen"
I was dragged in front of what looked like a giant. he was twice my heigh and gave me a distasteful look. Right up until I reached up and punched him into the balls. He hit the ground sobbing and I mercifully kicked him in the head until he stopped moving. The troll like thing winked at me "Blow hard you were right it was his job to try and convince you to end your evil ways. Just as it is mine to help you keep up the good work. " I shrug "Really I just did not like the way he was looking at me and my next reincarnation has already been selected right? So nothing i do to him matters" The troll like thing laughed in joy as I smashed a paladin of justice over the head and stole his sword and inserted it into giant. Reincarnation here i come. I felt the transformation
Race water dragon, goblin, orc, goblin, ratman, snakeman, orc, beetle, slime, basilisk, human, elf, ?????? hybrid selected
hybrid -> a created new race unique
traits unknown skills unknown
Memory erasure commencing
I woke up in a forest. looking around I realise the ground is wet I do not like the wet it is cold. Cold is this what cold feels like. A unpleasant feeling strikes my stomach. What is this i need something. For some reason the tree bark looks nice time to bite it. Its not great but my stomach stops rumbling. What's that something is falling from the sky. Its called rain and i do not like it.
Something is happening to the sky. The sun is going down. Information floods my mind the sun goes down every night. It comes up in the morning. Wait what is that something furry is in the woods i glare at and it stops moving.
petrified rabbit. I move closer and look at the stupid thing. A image comes to my mind rabbit stew. Can be eaten well it might be better that tree. It is much better as I rip the rabbit apart I fell something. Pleasure? Joy ?
Time to be off there must be more rabbits nearby. I move until i fell something and decide to lie down. When i decide to get up again it is morning. There is something in the tree. i stare at it and it lands on the ground.
Dead Crow
Time to eat I move forward and a lot of crows fall out of the sky. They are quite tasty. Then i see something it is furry an image pops into my mind sheep. I move forward slowly and notice the sheep is dead. I should not waste anything time to eat.
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For some reason I can not eat the whole sheep. Images flood into my mind i am full. I only need to eat a certain amount per day. I can hide the sheep and come back later. Something is moving towards me it is a small human. Another image floods my mind this is a child. A human child most likely female. She has a doll and waves "Nice Doggie" She comes over and pets my head. "Good Doggie"
Then the little human heads off and i follow her. I see something in the distance a town gate. It is connected with a wooden wall which is wooden and in bad repair. The little girl has friends who also pet me. Then we head to a large building a word pops into my mind school. For some reason the fact the majority of children are going to school is surprising. It means something. What I do not not know but it will be important later.
A large human female is in the building and stares at me "What is that and who owns it?" A small human child calls out "Its Suzans miss." The large human stares at me and then a book just appears in her hands. Another image pops into my mind storage space. She stares at the book and begins to sweat "Suzan where did you find that lizard?" Suzan is not happy "He is not my pet he just followed me miss. So you can just beat him up and he will leave"
For some reason I feel like biting Suzie. The big human female is turning pale "Tommy go get the captain of the guard and tell him we have a mutant basilisk in the school go now." A image formed in my head basilisk.
Basilisk
A Giant lizard whose gaze is deadly. Sub species can be incredable toxic. Possible traits toxic blood or acid blood. Very hard to kill requires at least a group of 5 high ranking human adventures to kill
I think about the word kill. Images floor my mind dead is something I do not want to be so I spit at Tommy. He falls to the ground screaming in pain smoke coming from where my spit hit him and i run out the door and out of the village. There is a river nearby and i run into the river knowing somehow that I swim. I follow the current for a while and stop at bend in the river. For some reason I feel climbing out onto the rock would be good idea. Images fill my mind tracking. A skill for finding prey.
Well time to get away from here. I moved towards the tall trees there should be less people there. There were still crows to kill with my gaze. Something new moved in the bushes a rat. I gave it my best death gaze and noticed something troubling it was still alive.
Paralysed diseased rat
Why was the rat still alive. Could it be that my gaze did not kill. Maybe the sheep was just weak. All the crows i had stunned had been flying threw the air. If i had paralysed them the shock at hitting the ground would have killed them. If i had the paralyse eye ability instead of the kill eye ability. I could not slaughter all the humans if they wanted to hunt me down.
I really needed to be careful. Images of humans popped into my mind. There were human archers and human mages. They could kill at a distance i needed to keep away from the humans. I heard howling in the distance and moved faster a image popped into my mind. I had poison i could poison the dogs. I spat out my poison and moved off to hide. I watched the humans and there hounds reach the spot i had poisoned. The dogs began to sneeze but the human handler whipped them forcing them all threw the poison. Humans such idiots the handler should have forced only one dog threw my poison.
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In my mind i saw it the human could have left one dog threw the poison. Then the others could have circled around and picked up my trail. I would have been found and killed. A image of what could have happened entered my mind. The humans standing laughing while the dogs ripped me to pieces appeared in my mind. I was going to have to be careful.
Apparently the humans were idiots. One of them made gestures to the dogs and they shouted at each other for a while. Then they set up a camp and decided to fall asleep without even putting out a sentry. I moved closer and felt something. Magic a basic ward. A simple spell to make noise if i approached the tents.The image of the spell flooded my mind. Information poured into me this was a basic ward easily fooled with a simple cantrap.
Of course while the information I had said simple i could not cast the cantrap. There was simply to much information needed to understand how the cantrip was cast. I needed to summon my mana shape it and then release the cantrip.
Damit it had been thirty minutes already there was no way I was getting this cantrip right tonight time for plan b. I checked the wind and moved around the Ward. Then I spat out my poison and waited.
Amazingly it only took a hour for my poison to recharge and me to spit it out again. I gave the humans another quarter of a hour and then rushed into the first tent and slashed the two throats of the human hunters. The ward was making a loud noise and more humans stumbled out of there tents. Luckily they were all barely able to stand and i moved from one to another biting them.
Surprisingly the humans stayed alive for quite some time after my venom paralysed them. I got to work and spat more poison at the dogs who were straining at there chains. Finally I ate as much as i could and then moved back to the river i needed to be far away before another hunting party was sent.
I moved away from the bodies and a massive hound appeared from behind a tree and rushed towards me. It stopped and fell over once i hit it with my paralyse eye ability. I moved around it and took a chunk of its back off with my teeth. The earth seemed to sway as I struggled to stand up. Was that the ground coming towards me.
Loud voices woke me up "Did you put to much sleeping potion on the hound. To much that thing is vicious. Just look how fast it killed those hunters." "Good thing we held back and let the other hunters go first your sure it is intelligent enough to become a familiar?" "The way it hunted those other hunters I am positive. It waited outside the range of detection of the ward. It knew where the ward was it must be able to sense spells" "Yeah i think it is waking up so get the slave collar ready. Remember you create a fake dead basilisk body. WE GET YOUR SHARE OF THAT REWARD AND YOUR SHARE OF THE EQUIPMENT FROM THE DEAD HUNTERS."
I heard a sigh "Fine fine it will be worth it if I gain a decent familiar" That sounded bad time to open my eyes and spray these puny humans with my poison. I tensed and got ready to show these humans how it was done.
I leapt forward or I tried to. I looked around i was chained to the ground. Massive steel chains were rapped around a couple of nearby trees and I had a muzzle on my mouth. Voices rang put "Well that is one tough and mean creature. As a familiar it would be perfect if you can get it to accept the contract" "Well lets explain things to our new recruit i think he can understand us can't you"
More information pours into my mind i nod my head and look around i am surrounded by a large number of various races mostly female. However they are all well armed and there are four of them with what looks like heavy crossbows pointing at me. A squat dwarf female moves towards me.
"Well your a big one for a young one. Time for me to explain things then. We are adventures or tomb robbers depending on your definition. Mostly we try and find old tombs and loot them. We also try and con normal folk out of there silver. Now we have a opportunity here you go and terrorise the local lord. Then we offer our services quite cheaply. And while hunting you down we loot a local tomb. Sound good? Bear in mind if you say no those two crossbows will make a real mess out of you"
I nodded as the female dwarf did not seem like the bluffing sort. The dwarf had mostly male armour on it looked like the breastplate had been made for a man and moulded into something a flatish female could wear. But there was something in her eyes. A coldness that said if i said no a couple of crossbows would end my life and she would forget about me by tomorrow.
I nodded as fast as i could. The dwarf nodded "Good you do what we tell you and you will be fine. Well do what we tell you and there is a fairly good chance you will be fine. Now it is simple we smuggle you into the local cemetery and you put down some poison and loot the tombs . Then we come along and and dump a old lizard corpse down. You get a education we get a nice big pay day"
Well it was not like i was going to stay in that stupid graveyard a second longer then I needed to. I could run away the second i was unleashed. I nodded my agreement and the dwarf grinned. Somehow i got the feeling she knew exactly what i was thinking "One minor point this is a slave collar. Your putting it on and my mage will place a minor spell on you. Just something to blow off your head should you decide to leave the graveyard one second before I let you"
I would have tried something but those crossbows looked like they would go straight threw me. Information flooded my mind. The crossbows were larger than a standard city guards. They were most likely at least twice as powerful as a standard crossbow. This meant they would take a lot longer to load and wind up. This was not a problem for the dwarf as i was shackled with what looked like enchanted chains. They would have plenty of time to reload.
The dwarf cautiously approached me to put the collar on me. She grinned "Your looking at those crossbows. They are heavy crossbows with armour piercing bolts. No poison as basilisks tend to be immune. But I had a anti blood clotting agent added to the heads of those bolts. Even for a fully grown basilisk a hit to the main body will cause death. "
She grinned evilly "Relax the terms of our little deal mean you just have to make a determined attempt. If a lot of troops show up you can make a dash for it." Dammit this dwarf was reading my mind or something. Her voice rang out "Relax i can not read minds your just bad at hiding things." AGHHHHH this dwarf was a witch.
The dwarf winked at me "I will let you off that bad thought about me as we are going to be friends." AGHHH Witch. The witch dwarf smashed my head with her fist. She grinned "I will let you off thinking something bad once about me once not twice." AAAGGHHH damit she must be reading my mind.
The dwarf witch pulled back her hand and smashed the steel gauntlet into my head. The world went black and i woke up in a graveyard with a black cloaked figure chanting over me. The figure nodded "Listen the boss just got carried away a bit. So relax there is a nobles tomb over there just rip your way in and collect any valuables. You can eat the body just also swallow and gold lockets that might be around the corpse. We will meet you over it that corner over there good luck. "
I wander up to the tomb and feel something a ward. A fairly weak one. I strike the tomb with my hand and felt a slight tingle threw my arm. That ward was ancient what should have been a death curse I barely notice. Time to get to work i smashed the tomb door nothing happens. The door is well put together a hard timber which has aged much better than the wards
Information floods my brain. I have acid blood and while the door is made of dark wood which I have no chance against the lock is rusted with a lot of rust. I have claws and i drew a little blood and reaching up manage to put it onto the lock. A few drops of blood later and i reached up and bite the handle of the door.
My blood must be fairly weak acid because the handle does not come off first try. After ten minutes of clawing i finally manage to get the door open. Well when I meet that dwarf I am going to eat her. Well thinking back maybe I will not. She will most likely read my mind know what i am planing to do and have me cooked alive on a spit if i even think about it.
I wander into the tomb and pull open the worn out coffins. Nothing there is nothing my mind deems valuable. A image appears in my mind a me screaming while the dwarf inserts a giant pole into my backside. Then i am hoisted over a giant fire and slowly cooked while a healer keeps me alive. I look over the place nothing at all. I could try and de active the collar but my magic is not yet developed enough. The image of me being cooked alive in my mind I slowly approach the corner where I am to meet the others.
The female dwarf is waiting with two crossbow carrying figures. I walk forward sweating is this fear? Am I afraid of the dwarf. Yes i actually fear being cooked alive. I will remember this feeling. When it comes time to inspire my underlings I will use this feeling to make them run further and train harder. What was that underlings do i have underlings?
The female dwarf grins "Not much loot i take it?" I nod. Somehow her grin turns nasty "Well my name is Glinda relax it is not like i am going to cook you alive or anything" Witch she is most definitely a witch She is definitely reading my mind.
Glinda grin expands "Like i said before i can not read your mind your body language is just easy to read. So grave robbing time. Listen up the local lord or perhaps the local caretaker has looted the tombs ahead of us. However there is a up side the bodies are still here. Necromancers pay a premium for good bodies but will pay well even for skeletons. Help Jessica keep a watch for the locals. She can reset your collar so it will not blow up for another 24 hours"
A cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows. It lowered its hood and I realised it was a dark elf female. Were all the members of Glinda's band female? For some reason the information in my mind suggested female adventures or bandits were quite rare. The information in my mind suggested that female adventures had a tougher time then male and so tended to be a lot tougher. The ones that survived that was. Mostly female adventures were killed off early or suffer a fate worst than death.
I followed Jessica to the main entrance to the graveyard. The wall was surprisingly tall but badly made of rocks just thrown one on top each other. The entrance was simply a few metal chains which were thrown across a opening in the wall. I sprayed the chain with my toxic breath and hid on one side of the wall. Jessica took her bow and swapped it for a crossbow. Then she wrapped her cloak around herself and disappeared into the shadows.
Information entered my mind. She had chosen the better position. She was well hidden and had a better view of the road leading to the graveyard. If trouble came she could react faster and get away faster than I could. Not falling asleep is hard while starring at nothing in particular. Still the collar around my neck is a very good reason not to fall asleep. Jessica steps out of the shadows after a couple of hours and approaches me.
She unloads her crossbow and gives me a grin. "This late no one will be coming to the graveyard. So I can teach you a few skills while we wait. The ability you will need most at a early stage is identify come i will show you how to develop level 1"
Jessica rubs my head which is nice and shows me how to focus on objects and people to show there basic health. IT takes a while until i can display basic information on Jessica.
jessica dark elf level 5
Jobs ranger level 4 soldier level 3 Archer level 3 Druid level 1 thief level 2
night vision
awarness level (8) wilderness level (2) city
sword lv(3) bow lv(5)
bow skills power shot, accuracy, dead centre critical hit chance,
Sneak lv (5) wilderness lv(1) cities
Jessica grins "That great you can just sensed my general stats right. As i am more at home in the wilderness my sneak and awareness are better in the wilderness than the city. Once you get more experience with identify you will be able to gauge my health points as i do not have a decent hide skill. Later you will be able to look at an enemy's armour and tell the which piece is the weakest. Remember they can hide there hit point and magic status but not there armour level. So if you are say backstabbing someone you can tell the best place to use your dagger."
I nod as Jessica explains the other uses for identify. You can use it to identify the enemy mages before a ambush. There are separate identify skills which allow you to tell the magic effects of a mages equipment. So even if they hide there status you can tell there equipment level. Then you target the mages with decent equipment with everything you have in the first few minutes of combat.
It makes sense even if your identify is to low to tell the level of the mages you can tell whose equipment is best. The other thing identify is good for is judging the strength of magical beasts. After all they mostly do not have a skill to hide there status. Jessica grins "Your a good listener and a great student. Well i think we got as many of the bodies as we are likely to." We head back to glinda who is arguing with the others.
Glinda is explaining the situation "We head away before dawn keep digging" Someone else objects "But we got the good quality corpses." Glinda snarl's "So what the wards on this graveyard are down. No one is coming we collect all the skeletons we can while we can. We have plenty of bags of holding what's the problem." "They in bad repair we will barely get a couple of gold for tonight's work"
Glinda face turns dark "So what we can not come back here again. We might be flush after that last monster we killed but gold is gold so get back to digging or forfeit your share of the bounty on the basilisk corpse we are handing in. You can also forfeit the body snatching payment. Now move i want every corpse in this graveyard dug up and i want it soon. Jessica take a shovel you can help the others"
I stare at Glinda with identify
Glinda female dwarf part goblin level 7.2
job heavy infantry 3 leader - Sargent 2.5 merchant 4 soldier 6 tomb robber 3
skills dark vision
identify 8
strength up 3
toughness 3
warrior skills Hammer 5 crossbow 3 heavy armour 2
thief skills spot trap 2 unlock 1 awareness 3 sneak 1 in wilderness 4 in cities
For some reason i get the impression that soldier job 6 is actually impressive. Glinda stares at me "Your a fast learner you already have identify level 1 or 2 impressive. but remember if you use it on someone they might have a skill to let them know someone is spying on them."
Damit does this witch have a sixth sense she is hiding? Glinda gives me a smirk "I am to tired to punish you today. have your collar reset for a week and then you keep watch on the entrance if anybody comes you run back to us." While Jessica resets my collar I notice the basic spell she is using and decide to spend the rest of the night trying to figure it out. It works before the end of the night i have found the basic basic cantrip to give me another week of life. Unfortunately My magic really stinks I know the spell but can not cast it yet. There's a problem with my basic incantation
I can store the mana and give it the basic shape needed. But i am not confident i can release the incantation well enough to reset the collar. Also there might be a fail safe on the collar which prevents the wearer from resetting the timer. That could be a problem . Information surges into my head It could also be set to blow up if tampered by the wearer.
I kept examining the collar checking for weaknesses. Information on how the collar worked flooded brain. It would explode directing the blast into my neck. The design for the explosion was shoddy but the trigger mechanism had two separate switches to set it off. One was most likely a magic timer it would blow unless reset. But i could not tell what set the other off.
More information settled into my brain. It might be impossible to disarm the main spell but i could drain the collar of magic. The collar main explosion magic could be drained quite easily. Images flooded my brain. Well it was simple in theory not in practice. I had still not finished trying to practice even the first part of the spells I would need by the time Jessica approached to let me know it was time to leave.
Luckily all the bodies fitted into the bags of holding the dwarf had or I suspect i would have been used as a pack mule. Everyone was covered in dirt and looked ready kill anything that got in there way. The entire group moved towards a local village ten miles away. Apparently the teleport circles were situated near the local churches. If was a precaution against the undead. Undead suffered a serious debuff on holy ground.
Everyone covered there sweating bodies with there cloaks. Then we approached the teleport circle and entered. One of the cloaked figures begins to chant the world seems to blink.We reappear in a warehouse. Well it looks like a warehouse i take a look around and use identify on the building.
Old Barn
An old barn in terrible condition. The roof has recently been repaired so at least no rain will enter the barn.
Well that is something this must be the adventurer - tomb raiders guild headquarters. Information floods my brain about reasons for placing the guild here but i ignore it. Hopefully I will be left alone so i can undo this damb collar.
Glinda's voice rings out "Before that basilisk gets itself out of that collar i want it under a familiar contract. Get the basilisk identified afterwards move it." Damit I forgot that old witch could read my mind. Glinda gave me a glare "You did nit think anything bad about me did you. I am a fine looking dwarf not a witch and mind reading does not exist now snap to it."
I was lead out of the old barn to a old stables which had been turned ito a home slash labbatory. The only thing holding up the roof was a lot of old wooden pillars that had been simply tossed up as needed.A female mage came forward and i checked out her status.
Sara human 1/8 elf
Jobs Farmer lv(2) Cook lv(3) Mage lv(2) herbalist lv (4) hedgewitch lv(5) necromancer lv(1)
Skills
can read and write human, elf language and goblin language
endurance regeneration lv (2)
Silent magic spell cast
increased mana regeneration lv(1)
seduction lv (2)
mage skills -> destruction magic lv 1 heal skills level lv(2)
hedgewitch skills -> basic potion making, healing spells increase effect, curse spells increase
Farmer effects -> strength up lv (2) increase endurance lv (4)
necromancer skills -> basic summon skills, spirit basic sacrifice spells, basic spirit attack spells
herbalist skills -> potion creation effect increased, identify herbs plants level (7), poison immunity lesser lv (3), basic laboratory knowledge lv (5)
I got a lot more from identify Because Sara did not want to hide any of her status. She grinned at me "Now that you know my status lets take a look at yours. But first lets just get this business your familiar status out of the way out. Relax and just let the magic flow over you."
I felt magic flow over me and a something in me told me to alter the magic so i did. Then i felt the choice of becoming a familiar alter
Do you wish to enslave SaraYesNo[tr]
Well a slave sounded good.
Sara grinned "That's great lest take a look at your basic status"
[tr]NameskeletonRacehybridstrengthIntelligenceStaminacharm10/109/1010/104/10
Something popped up in front of me.
Sara laughed "Your the best familiar ever this is awesome look at that intelligence and strength. Lets take a look at your other Status effects"
Jobs None
passive ability
Giants Strength Giants endurance Giants toughness
health regeneration lv (2)
Increased mana
Dark knowledge level ?????
skeleton ??????? lv ????
eat almost anything ability
waterbreathing
hybrid abilities -> skill growing acid blood poison acid spitting others ????
Active Abilities
identify lv (2)
Berserker Rage
Summon ancestor -> summons 1 skeleton
Evil Eye lv (3)
intimidate lv(8)
Sara swallowed "That can not be right i mean your newly born even dragons do not have that kind of status not newly born ones at any rate. I will just check your immunities and titles now"
Resistances
Magic resistance lv (3) Fire resistance lv (3) cold resistance lv (1) lightening resistance lv (1)
Weakness to holy magic lv (3) Weakness to light magic lv(1)
Immune
dark magic disease
Sara looked like she was ready to faint she was muttering to herself that can not be right.
Titles
Murderer Mass Murder Blood cover maniac .Death Bringer The right hand of Roland Heartless Unkillable Godkiller The insanely violent trainer
Watching Sara freak out was kind of funny. She was sweating and her eyes were bulging in her sockets
Slave owner
Slave slots
Slave 1 Sara hedge witch
Slot 2
Sara paled and fainted.
Questions
Ok i am going to keep this as my main story line into foreseeable future. The skeleton has reincarnated into a basilisk like creature which will roughly grow into a humanoid. His scales will get stronger and he will retain the acid abilities and spit abilities but they do not show up for now on his table because Sara is not a good enough mage to detect developing abilities. Do you want to hear about how his ogre skin merges with his scales. Or his acid breath becomes more deadly by him adding his magic and other abilities? Or do you want to hear just about the effects on him? Advertisement Previous
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Zuhniyah Nearlee is a girl that doesn't really understand what love is. She doesn't know who can have her completely. She got her heart broken by many people... that fucked her over. All she ever wanted was a hood nigga that knew how to handle himself. She doesn't take shit from anybody, if a bitch comes up to her, sum type of way, bitch you gonna get beat tf up.Dave East is a drug dealer, a hood nigga that sleeps with girls left to right. He doesn't have a choice but to sleep with them because it eases the pain he always felt after his best friend died. He lost himself and all he wanted was a WOMEN that could love him. Support his lifestyle rather than be with him for his moneyAfter, these two meet on unexpected terms. Will they hate each other ? Or will they act on their feelings ? Read the story to find out Ps. Plz read the introduction to see the characters to find out a lil about them. Please and thank you and enjoy the story. I will try to update as much as possible. 😘
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