《The Half Interesting Life of A Blood Angel.》Chapter 6 :Scary Old People/ The Rocky Road is Hard
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“Means Asiz is speaking.”
“Means any other fegs that exist are speaking.”(Some rdm feg)
I have nothing against fegs -Etez, 16th May 2016 at 0:52pm
Because we have acquired our first 2 ratings, and to celebrate the release of overlord volume 1 on amazon which I have just ordered with amy trigger finger. I have decided to upload this chapter without supervision or waiting to finish chapter 7 first.
Ps:Kruten do you like croutons because whenever I see your name that is what I think of.
Written by Etez and Sobek
Edited by Sobek
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Chapter 6: Scary Old People/The Rocky Road Is hard
(Sobek:These chapter names keep getting more and more retarded.)
The sun was already setting and one could see a lonely man walking on a rocky road that lies between St.Augustine and Wildrose City. However this area is dangerous because the road lies in the middle of the Zorn forest that is full of monsters.
‘I wonder how long it will take until I arrive at the city. I’m already walking more than a hour and no city is in view. All I could see until now is a fucking road in the middle of a god damn forest!’
“Sigh… I think for tonight I’ll need to make a camp in this forest.” Asiz was talking to himself as he swayed from left to right out of boringness over the road. He had been mumbling on some things since a few minutes ago until he remembered something.
“Ahhhhhhhhh! How could I forget something like this… Sigh it’s good that I remembered it. It’s good that through this useless mumbling and thinking I got something to do for now. Status!”
Status Interface Stats Level 1 Exp. 0/5 Health 400/400 Health Reg. per sec. 48.0(12% of Max. Health) Mana 200/200 Mana Reg. per sec. 4.0(2% of Max. Mana) Stamina 87/200 Stamina Reg. per sec. 0.2(8.0 by resting and 20.0 by sleeping; 0.0… if you do heavy physical stuff ) Sub-Stats Strength 50(+60) Agility 50(+60) Vitality ∞ Elemental/Magic Resistances Fire 10%(+10%) Water 1%(+1%) Wind 10%(+10%) Earth 1%(+1%)) Lightning 1%(+1%) Darkness 10%(+30%) Light 0% Holy 0% Mind ∞ Various Effects/Buffs Info
-All buffs by Health,Mana and Stamina are already added to base stats
-By Sub-Stats and Elemental/Magic Resistances it’s like this
-->Base stat(+buff)<--
Titles -“Herald of Death”-
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+20% in Darkness Resistance, Strength and Agility
-“Harbinger of god Ichor”-
+100% in all stats
-“Immortal”-
Max. Health is doubled
Racial Traits/Skills -“Status/Profile”-
opens the Interface
-“Human Transformation”-
transforms you into a human or back into a blood angel(in human form all Sub-Stats are halved)
-“Mana Manipulation Lv1”-
able to manipulate magic lv1
-“Blood Manipulation Lv1”-
able to manipulate your own blood
-“Immortality Lv1/High-speed Regeneration”-
+10% in Health reg., impossible to die from old age
-“Blood Wings”-
wings made of your blood will rip out of your back. They will intimidate others and you can use them as your weapons or any other shit
-“All Language Comprehension”-
is all language comprehension…
-“Blood Trait”-
after you drink the blood of a race you’ll get a transformation skill for it; your stats will get boosts or will decrease, if you transform into the specific race
-“Chantless Incantation”-
you don’t need chants
-"High-speed Movement Lv1"-
at the moment only usable in your Blood Angel form
(Sobek:Lol Etez needs help he has an obsession with tables XD.)
“..........ok…”
‘That sure are some nice stats…’
While drooling over the thought of how these powers could have affected the war back on Earth Asiz heard a noise.
*rumble rumble rumble*
The noise came from inside the forest. Worried for his own safety Asiz threw himself off the side of the road into a rocky ditch.
‘Ow ow ow… ahhh I probably should have done that more gently.’
While rubbing his bruises he peaked his head out of the ditch.
What he saw was a large intersection in the road. One path lead in the direction of the city and another lead in the direction of the forest.
*rumble rumble rumble*
Asiz noticed a medium sized cart roll out of the forest being lead by 2 mules. An elderly man sat on the coachman's bench and a granny sat next to him resting her head on his shoulder. The cart was hauling a cargo of apples along with an assortment of other produce.
‘Pfftt to think that I was afraid of an elderly couple hauling apples around in a cart.’
Visibly relieved he pulled himself out of the ditch and patted his dusty clothes down. Without hesitation he started to walk toward the oncoming cart.
“Ahh hello there sir, ma’am I was just wonder-”
The elderly man's face hardened and he quickley reached into the pocket of his worn animal hide jacket.
‘HOLY FUCK IS THAT A CROSSBOW’
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Thats right in the old man's hand was a small hand held device that was loaded with a nasty looking barbed dart… and it was pointed straight at him.
“Eep!”
Asiz made an astonished face and put his hands in the air signaling his surrender. The man slowed down his cart and brought it to a full stop next to Asiz.
His face had a look of disgust on it.
“You must be one of those young punks from the Delfrio gang! I didn’t think one of you sleazy bastards would be so far down the highway. But don’t think i’ll let you get away with trying to rob me! That's why I bought o’ll Bessie here, just in case one of you no good criminals came for me!”
The old man caressed his crossbow as his “wife?” gave me the stink-eye from behind him.
“!”
‘O’ll Bessie AHAHA this guys naming sense is unreal! Anyway Delfrio gang? Criminal? Sleazy? Do I really look that bad? I mean I know I haven’t really gotten a chance to look at my appearance but damn!’
“Aren't you gonna say anything before you get put in shackles and made into a crime slave you dirty bastard.”
“U-um sir I believe you have the wrong idea you see I was just traveling down the road and-”
*SHUNK*
The tip of a small barbed bolt thunked into the ground in front of him making him jump back a few steps back.
“HA, you think that I would believe that. Now take out your hidden weapons I know how you bandits are.”
“B-but sir I don’t have any weapons.”
By then the man on the carriage had already loaded another bolt into his weapon.
“Boy don’t even think about it, if you lay down your weapons i’ll let your sorry ass live.”
‘HOLY SHIT OLD PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD ARE SCARY!!!’
“SIR PLEASE! I’m being completely honest-
Asiz quickly pulled of the top half of his clothes revealing that he was infact, not carrying any hidden weapons. Resulting in the old man slightly lowering his crossbow. However, his face still showed a hint of skepticism.
“-You see I am also a victim of a bandit attack about 5 hours down the road me and a small caravan of merchants were also attacked by bandits. My entire cargo of flax was stolen, as well as my life savings. I was walking down the road when I heard your cart rolling out of the forest. Fearing that I was to be attacked by more bandits I threw myself into a ditch, until I realized that you were just an elderly couple. You already know the rest of what happened.”
The man nodded his head and put down his crossbow. This time instead of an angry expression he had one of sympathy.
“I take it you’re looking for a ride to St. Augustine?”
Asiz who still had his hands up in a surrendered position finally let them drop to his sides and let out a relieved sigh.
‘Goddamn old man you could have killed me! Oh wait… I’m a Blood Angel! A Harbinger of Death! Why am I afraid of an old man?!’
However, just remembering the angry expression on the man's face made Asiz shiver with fear.
‘ I guess I shouldn’t get on his bad side.’
“Yes please sir.”
Asiz made a very strained yet honest smile.
The old man had also opened up his guarded demeanor and patted his hand on the bench next to him.
“Come here boy i’ll give you a ride, the condition that you we have a nice long conversation while we ride.”
Asiz made a less forced smile up at him.
“Of course.”
The man held out his hand and it was in turn taken. Asiz was pulled up onto the cart. He sat down as the old man's wife made room for him on the bench.
“Ahh thank you for the ride.”
Just then Asiz noticed the old woman looking to the side with a noticeable blush on her face.
Asiz looked down at himself.
‘... ahh… I see’
It was then that he realized he was still holding the entire top half of his outfit in his hands. The cart driver noticing his struggles laughed loudly, while Asiz himself put his clothing back on.
Finally returned to his former state of “clothedness?” the old man readied his reins.
“It will be about 5 more hours until we reach the city, plenty of time for you to pay your dues. I guess the first thing that we should start with is our names.”
And thus started Asiz’s epic adventure with the old cart driver.
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Sorry about the huge blank space. I Tried to fix it but im not good with the coding stuff. Etez plz help!!!
Lol Etez is like my tech support XD.
Blank space got smaller but idk how to erase it completely... Sry (^_^')
OMG THE BLANK SPAVE VANISHED COMPLETELY!!! I JUST NEEDED TO REARRANGE THE WHOLE TABLE!!! WOW... fuk me
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