《RE skeleton》Reincarnation 1 ch 2
Advertisement
Skeleton pov
I can still hear that night guard screaming in terror as he is lead away. I wonder what Jessica told him to make him soil himself. Jessica gave Glinda a small bag of silver. Memories flood my brain the night guard is being sold as a slave. Jessica is bribing Glinda so that he is sold somewhere unpleasant.
Glinda gives me a smirk “He is being teleported to the blue district scum bag” > “Cheap I am not paying silver for a night watch man when copper will do” >
The Morning brought changes first of all Sara looked a lot nicer. When I woke up I was different. I was a little boy dragon hybrid. I looked at the sleeping Sara and for some reason I wanted to touch her skin. What was up with that. I yawned and leapt out of bed this was great I was a little human like creature.
Crack I slammed into the wall with a force that woke Sara. She looked up a naked me and began to scream “Giant snake get it away from me. AGGHH Giant snake.” Jessica ripped open the door crossbow in hand and starred at me in surprise “Damn that is something to see.”
Glinda ran panting up to a blushing Sara and a laughing Jessica. Glinda stared at me “If you have a giant snake your paying for its food Wow that is something else. What is that a third leg. Wait are you a dragon hybrid now.”
I shrugged “I amm mee” Glinda starred at me “Your getting a new status check and if your status has dropped by to much your being sold to be turned into jerky come on.” Jessica stopped laughing “No he is one of us now besides having him around will keep me laughing.”
I sat down and Jessica began to chant. It was a basic identify spell
Set pointer → object (1,1,1)
display table → status → name active abilities passive titles
NameSkelatorRaceHybridStrengthIntelligenceStaminaCharm10/109/1010/106/10
Jobs Mage lv (1) Necromancer (5) Assassin (1) Archmage lv(0) Arch necromancer lv (0) spirit necromancer lv (0) dark hero warrior lv (0)
passive ability's
Giants Strength Giants endurance Giants toughness
health regeneration lv (1)
Dark knowledge effects level ?????
Active Abilities
identify lv (4)
Berserk Rage
Summon ancestor -> summons 4 skeleton
cloak of darkness
Evil Eye lv (5)
Resistances
Magic resistance lv (1) Fire resistance lv (2) cold resistance lv (1)
Glinda eyes started to glow as she starred at my status “Arch necromancer we need one of those for grave robbing. But what is up with that level 0 bit?” Jessica turned pale “He has the potential to learn that job. Right now he can not use any of the arch mages spells or skills. But in time he will naturally begin to learn even without any training. He will simply and automatically begin to use those skills and abilities.”
Advertisement
Jessica grinned and hugged me which I really liked for some reason. Her chest was crushing my head and it felt natural.“Alright a basic lesson there was a fight between the gods and a lot of the older Gods died or were forgotten. This altered the status of everyone. Older jobs became impossible to gain anymore and new ones appeared. But during the transition there were a few bugs. Basically a few people when moving gained insane skills. Somehow you must have ”
I would have nodded but Jessica was crushing me against her chest and I did not what to distract her. “So now days we have Jobs and levels instead of the pure levels they used to have” I gave Jessica my best sad stare “So I must be what a thousand years old? Do I have any family.”
I tear up and Jessica falls for it and leaves me where I am. “Oh you poor thing” Glinda gives me a smirk as Jessica hug's me.I try to fake a tear no good. Common just squeeze one tear out so Jessica will keep squeezing me just one tear that is all I need.
As I could not squeeze out a tear Jessica stopped hugging me. Jessica gave me a pat on the head.”It will all be ok. I nod” So what now? Jessica gives me another motherly pat on the head “Now we go and loot some graveyards. Your a neomancer so you summon up some spirits and we use them to locate the good graves. You know the ones with a loo of loot. Basically most adventures kill things for gold. We prefer to loot the dead they tend to not get up set by us making off with there valuables. So you raise the spirits of the newly dead and find out if they are being buried with anything good”
Glinda grinned “Wedding rings are worth a fortune and the local lords do not tend to stoop to breaking bones to remove them. To bad that healing magic is so good on teeth. Gold teeth were all the rage a few years ago. Also if the spirit is a lord find out if he was wearing with his good clothes when they put him in the crypt. We will risk the local guards if we can get in there early.”
Glinda gave me a smirk “Also keep a eye out fort the spirits of dungeon masters. They tend to stick around and if we know one is dead we can raid there dungeon with no one mounting a sensible defense”
Advertisement
I nodded “I Just need to learn the spells and get strong” I had a nasty premonition that I was going to be either really strong or really dead. Well I was just born the first bastard who tried to kill poor defenceless little old me was getting his own sword stuck up his ass. Information entered my mind on just how to do it. You twisted just there so that your victim would be unable to move. Then you broke the arms and legs and wow. The images of what you did next were really quite graphic
Jessica smiled “Are more memories surfacing do not worry it is just past life knowledge and experience coming back to you. Relax it is unlikely anybody holds any grudges towards you. People forget over time. Perhaps even old enemy's might become allies or more ” I shook my head “Doubt it I am guessing I did not leave anyone alive after me and anyone who got on my bad side wouyld be to scared to get on it again” Jessica piped in again “There's not much you could do that gold will not fix.”
I shrugged time to be truthful “One on my skills is inserting a sword up someone ass in the most painful way and twisting it to keep the victim alive for days. I doubt anyone is going to forgive that. Common I want to learn magic”
For some reason Jessica looked pale and sweaty now. Even Glinda looked a bit worried. Well I would find out why they looked ready to faint in fear in a while. Time to let Sara know about our new sleeping arrangements. “From now on I am using your chest as a pillow. It feels great” “What”
Jessica turned bright red “Wait you were just tearing up to feel me up there” Information entered my mind I was in immediate danger there was a chance Jessica was about to go insane and rip me apart. Girls are scary really scary. Jessica's eyes seemed to glow with ice. I felt something was this mortal terror. So far this was the single most terrifying thing to ever happen to me. Time to play to my strengths “I am less than a week old did I do something wrong?”
Jessica eyes seemed to get colder she knew it was just a flimsy excuse on my part. But I was less than a week old and had just evolved there was nothing she could do without looking bad. Her eyes seemed to glow with flames that burnt with icy power. Then she gave me a wink “I am keeping my eye on you from now on.”
Sara kicked my foot “Take that there is no way Jessica is letting you use my chest as a pillow right?” Jessica shook her head “He fairly much owns you I will stop him doing more than peeking. Well I will stop him from permanently damaging you in body or mind. But merely using your chest as a pillow that is not terribly damaging.” “WHAT YOU” Sara scream rang out
Jessica looked different what was that look. Guilt regretful information entered my mind. It looked like basic guilt. I would have to be nice to Sara until she got the idea I was in charge. Further information entered my mind. It was best I not use Sara's chest as a pillow until I much better at telling right from wrong it could lead to all sorts of unpleasantness.
I felt somehow that being as young as I was and being able to sleep in the same bed as Sara was already luck and it was best not to push my luck to far. Well I had all of eternity as I did not age. I blinked in confusion everyone where had that come from everyone got older so I did not have all of eternity what was going on. I aged as a basilisk I died of old age like everyone else so why did I feel I had all of eternity. I had received false information from wherever it came from.
Maybe not wrong information I realized after thinking about it for a while. Just information that was wrong now. It was information that might have been correct at one point. So I could use any errors in the information that bubbled into my mind to try to figure out who I had been in my past life.
Advertisement
- In Serial20 Chapters
A Queen of Ruins
Some people just want to watch the world burn. I'm not one of those people. Some people see the world as something to be saved, and brought to heights never before imagined. Again, not me. What kind of person am I? I'm a Queen, plain and simple. Lots of people, noble and commoner alike, often complain about life being a cruel mistress, or something similar. When I hear those complaints, I can only laugh, or look at them in contempt. Life is simple, you only need to let yourself take the path you are meant for. Me, I was born a bastard, lived with my mostly sadistic half-siblings, among people who thought I was naturally inferior. And look at me now. *********** I do not claim ownership of the picture
8 164 - In Serial19 Chapters
Interview With the Hattoris
Yuko Hiragi is an aspiring journalist. She goes about her internship with hopes of scoring a big scoop so that she can be set with a nice job after she graduates college. When she gets an opportunity to interview the corrupt and powerful Jensen Skagg, her dreams of fame become dashed when he is murdered before her eyes by a mysterious assassin. She is soon thrust into the dark world of murder and intrigue as she is hosted by the ancient and powerful Hattori family.
8 128 - In Serial9 Chapters
The First's Apostle
Another one down. He wiped the sweat from his brow, once again cursing his luck. Out of anyone, this had to happen to him... Michael had just gotten his shit together, he even went back to getting an education. Just a normal sixteen year old boy. Now he was sent to the middle of fucking nowhere, to fight things that didn't exist. Hell, he wasn't even sure he was allowed to be here. The goddess wasn't exactly being secretive about that. Probably another way to have him depend on her. She had him in the palm of her hands and he wanted to jump off. He knew he'd be dead without her help though, just for now he had to play along. He had to follow orders.
8 401 - In Serial7 Chapters
Conquest
Out of nowhere and a time that no one could remember, the dungeons came to be. Bringing with it wondrous new into the world but also equally dangerous terrors lurking within its corridors. Of the countless said to have spawned from nowhere, 5 had risen to the challenge against the human species. The rest destroyed due to their own weakness, only these 5 still stand in this era and each ruled by 1 great family. And now, a fresh adult male would soon join the exalted ranks of those that brave the dangerous corridors of the dungeons. Aiden Smith, the soon to be a S ranked Adventurer. If only that was true, perhaps life wouldn’t be so hard. Inspiration from domain warz and phantasmal party , very irregular releases and my first release, let the criticism begin! Pics not mine.
8 61 - In Serial6 Chapters
Precisive hunter
David goes to bed after a depressing day grieving over a lost friend, however he wakes up to a new world with magic, a system, and more! Note:The Title is a placeholder. The Picture is a placeholder. I am not a professional writer, please critique the series as you see fit. This is probably going to be a cliche dumpster fire. Thanks for any support. Word count per chapter: 1000 - 3500.
8 170 - In Serial43 Chapters
Chosen [Gift]
A fantasy world, Odessia. The God-dess of this world grants every single person with their very own [Gift] at the age of 7, giving them a skill or ability to shape their paths in life around. One young boy gets everything taken away from him when he's given the only [Gift] that the very religious nation of Enradica sees as the highest of blasphemies: [Choose Your Own Path]. In a different world a woman reads the future of the boy, and becomes the God-dess's angel in order to change his fate, even at the cost of her sanity. This is the story Noth and his angel, in their struggle for survival against a crooked theocracy.
8 197