《One Who Questions》Chapter 22
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‘Qi is the natural energy of life. It gives the body the will to exist and the soul energy to flourish. The most basic of all energy forms known to all mortal kind. Qi is the physicality of existence in the form of energy.’
That opening statement clarified many lingering thoughts and suspicions I had from skill descriptions and the like. From there, it was a description and pictures of Dantain, meridians, and even Qi vessels. The book was almost 300 pages in total. Basic child education but holy shit, if this is considered a children's book, then what was college level. Start them out young, so they don’t go through Qi deviation like my dumbass like me did. Same with my Qi vessels, I know I would have to create my own personal meridians. With each one tied directly to a major organ. With my brain, to my surprise, not being on the list. Heart, Lungs, kidneys, liver, and other major organs all had similar functions for Qi as they did for blood and other bodily functions. What stumps me was if I tried to create my own, would the drawbacks be greater than the benefits. All it would take is one mistake, and I could permanently damage them. The book even references the importance of meridian protection, with them being vital assets to the body's health. There's a direct correlation between the rank of one's meridians and the talent and hard work one would need to progress on Atherion. I even learned there’s no baseline for stats. One can be born with all 10’s ’20s, or even ’30s across the board, while few unlucky ones could have 1-5’s and be considered crippled even with the system's help. Thinking back to my stats now and what I came here with, piecing it together, I truly was on the bottom of the totem pole with INT and WIS being my only strengths. Since meridians are something innately born with and only through rigorous experimentation, one's body can be altered. One must deal with the luck of the draw. To my surprise, genetics has a ‘MAJOR’ impact on the grade of one's meridians. If one's parents have an average rank of C rank, then their child's chance also inheriting that rank is almost 50% but at the cost of 60% Qi deviation because of the supreme overload on the infant's body.
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That's how far it went into the specific; right when it was getting interesting, my only hypothesis is balancing. For if this entire plane of existence is a training field for future gods. You can’t have everyone being born top level. But with the Source being the original creator, all about love and what not being the original alpha and omega. Why would it allow the chance of infants to die at birth? The concept of free will comes into play for who has the right to deny two individuals the chance to leave a lineage of their success to the world. Death is not something one should worry about because their line is destined for the greatest because of their efforts from the start.
Going back to the meridian section, I finally understood why my skills seemed to take up so much of my Qi reserves. It’s because I’m only running on the bare minimum of what my body can truly produce. Or should I say refined, for that is what my daintian does. It refines the external mana it absorbs to produce my own Qi supply. It’s not a storage device but a purification machine. That new information will definitely help with how I view future skill creation.
For my situation, I was given a new mind, body, and soul based on the previous me’s ‘stats” from earth. Unlike everyone else here, I wasn’t born into a world of numbers, which gave me a loophole in a lot of what would be considered common sense. A prime example being my artificial Qi vessels. At any point, I could stop the skill and recreate them into a superior grade but would require the knowledge and skill to do so, with my meridians stopping me from doing the same concept. The source must know bringing an average man from earth here with no support would result in absolute death for me and my species. So what it does it do? To play by its own ruleset allows me to ‘reset’ and recreate myself within its own rules. A true backdoor to the system that dictates one's starting potential and position from birth. For I am nothing more than a spirit given parts to fill, just as Jeremiah said, a spirit user is a scary thing. My traits now make sense. Through knowledge, I can gain the power to alter myself. I’m playing to my strength, not just the physicality of them but my cultural ones. In my day-to-day life, violence was never a problem but thinking outside the box and observing the world was. To be wealthy, one doesn’t play by society's rules. No, they bypass those same rules taking and rarely giving to those to create a reality befitting only them. The same goes for athletic performance from performance-enhancing drugs. To secret knowledge kept by those in power to keep the common man in a constant state of less and them more. This was my advantage, my ‘cheat code’ to this bloody system.
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A true spirit user with no limitation only set by oneself.
Within an instant of that thought passing, a notification from my status forcefully showed itself to me.
Wisdom increased by 5 Intelligence increased 5 [GROW, Jack Talbot. Do Not Disappoint Me.]
I could only look in pure shock. I could feel the energy radiating off this message. This wasn’t the system giving me some random bullshit inspirational message. Something or someone was watching me. Whoever it is, had a deep sense of what I could only sense as Duty towards me. The question that raddled my brain constantly was I the puppet or the master in this game of chess? It was answered, but I still don't know by who or what? Swiping the screen away. I could only go inside my inner world, my own sanctuary from the outside, and hysterically laugh at the situation.
I could only imagine what I could learn from the mana and psy book. This is bigger than me in all aspects. This is only the bloody start. Pure excitement ran through my very being. In my soul, I feel a deep burning for MORE! Back on earth, I thought I had nothing but here on Atherion.
THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS.
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A World Forgotten
***This story will contain lite-litrpg elements, mainly character pages and a town page. There will also be settlement building and adventuring, missteps and achievements. But one thing it definitely won’t have is a harem. Nor will it have an overpowered MC. Contains mild cursing.*** ***feel free to critique my writing and offer input. This is my first venture into writing. I've always enjoyed litrpg/gamelit books. I feel like I write how I talk, so it may be a little different. You won't hurt my feelings if you see something wrong or out of place! *** ***What follows is a condensed part of chapter 1. Enjoy!*** Drew Cooper is thrust into a new, unfamiliar world. Waking up in his sweats and t-shirt near what seems to be a forgotten path through some woods, he struggles coming to terms that he's no longer in his apartment. As he tries to cope with his new reality, he hears a horse coming down the path. He hides behind a nearby tree dreading what may happen next. As the horse approaches, he sees a man walking next to it. The horse is burdened with packs and gear. When the man nears, Drew nearly panics. He has a large sword strapped to his waist, obviously a fighter. He continues to hide as the man slowly passes only for the man to stop a dozen meters past his hiding spot. "You may as well come out, ya know. You weren't as well hidden as you thought," the man stated matter-of-factly, letting the horse’s reins go and putting his hand on the hilt of his sword. Slowly and scared for his life, Drew raised up and walked from behind the tree. "I-I'm sorry. I wasn't planning on attacking you. I-I don't know where I am. I heard your horse and hid. I didn't know what you'd do if you saw me. I'm sorry," he nervously blurted out. A minute passed. Then two. The man seemed interested with Drew and stepped closer, eyes squinting as if trying to see something. "What's that on your shirt? Is that. What is that? Is that, Pac-man?" The man was visibly shaken while pointing at me. Looking down at his t-shirt nervously, "Yea. Yea. I woke up here a few hours ago I think. 3 maybe 4 hours. I’ve just been sitting here. Where am I? What's going on?" Drew asked. "That's not important right now," the man replied. " What's important is where you're from. What year is it?" "What year? April something 2020. Why? What's going on?" Drew continued now worried. The man was taken aback. After a few moments, he seemed to calm himself some. The man sighed and looked at Drew in earnest. "Well, I've got good news and bad news for ya. Bad news is you're not on Earth anymore. Good news is you happened to run into me and not someone else. You’re either really lucky, or it’s fate we met in these woods, and I don’t believe in luck." The man continued to walk towards Drew while talking and put out his hand. "I'm John Mitchell from St. Louis or thereabouts. You’ve got nothing to be scared of by me. Walk with me and let’s talk."
8 94The Realm Reborn: Small Closed Demo (LitRPG)
One of the world’s top competitive gamers, Theo Robinson, has been invited to demo The Realm Online, Radical Interactive’s second attempt to delve into the VRMMORPG industry. Their first attempt had critics cringing at blocky graphics and less than realistic NPC interactions. Now, after over twenty years of marrying virtual reality and medical technology, Radical Interactive is ready to try again, and they have something really big in store.But Theo Robinson has no interest in The Realm Online. A MOBA player, RPGs have never been his thing. The only reason he accepted the invitation was because of another secret project that Radical Interactive has been working on. Word has it they have been trapping people with brain injuries inside of The Realm Online. When Nancy Shelton, YouTube's most famous female Let's Player (and Theo's best friend online), got into a car accident and ended up in a coma, it was suspected that her consciousness had been ported into the game. Theo's quest isn't to demo The Realm Online but to try to find his friend. But will he even be able to look for her when the immersion is so intense that he forgets who he is?
8 211The Hand That Guides
The rust colored lands of Osnein are rich with artifacts and old-world technologies highly valued by the various empires and kingdoms inhabiting this distant world. Though many individuals make a living off what they can scavenge from ruins above ground, the true wealth lies beneath them in a iron labrynth known to all as 'The Network'. Whether it is in the pursuit of knowledge, artifacts of power or immeasurable wealth they all risk their lives in an effort to create a better future for themselves. However, entrances to The Network are far and few and rarely explored as metallic entities known as the Jötnar, guard its very depths. In order to defend themselves against such threats, humanity employs the use of Seidr, also known as sorcery. It is the foundation in which gives power to the incantations invoked from the realms beyond the veil... and through the blessing of 'Ljoss' bestowed upon humanity by the Goddess Oracle, the time may yet come for humanity to claim The Network for themselves... Yet wandering this vast region, with no place to call home, exists a curious individual by the name of Grit. Incapable of Seidr, he possesses a lineage mostly forgotten that he seeks to better understand. The fate that awaits him is likely one he never imagined for himself as he journeys to unravel the secrets of this world. _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Disclaimer: This story may contain gore and use of profanity. This world also uses a hard magic system. Covert art placeholder by StTheo. Additional Tags: Blood Manipulation, Mecha _____________________________________________________________________________________________ If you enjoy my work, please consider leaving a rating, its free. If you wish to support me further, please consider supporting me through patreon as well. Your support will help me dedicate more time to writing and encourage me to continue. Thank you for your consideration.
8 212A Hymn for salvation (Gojo Satoru x Reader)
(Gojo Satoru x Reader)Deep inside a secret garden, situated just in the outskirts of Tokyo, there is a temple who houses a goddess for those who fight in the dark and cleanse this world of curses.On the night of December, a still born Gojo Satoru came to the world.When dawn came, she who resembles the goddess was born.The heavens made a divine intervention.❀Credits to : Gege Akutami, the author of Jujutsu Kaisen❀
8 170The Two Sides of the Light
Members of an underground organization will stop at nothing to bring forth a new era in an aging society. As plans slowly shape in ideal directions, there are the unwilling few who stand in the way of their progress.Alliances are formed, conflicts of interest arise and forgotten secrets are revealed - all of them part of a path towards the ultimate goal.Their actions would either empower a nation to heights feared by all, or plunge it into chaos.[Work in progress with slow, snail-paced updates. Everything seen here is a hundred percent fresh-off-the-word-processor with barely any editing. Patience is a requirement before clicking "start reading". You have been warned][† - This work has been selected by the Wattpad Explorer to be on the Editors' Choice reading list on 04-November-2018 to 30-January-2019]
8 494Slasher House (Completed)
This is going to be a book about a girl who finds herself trapped in a house with some of the world's most notorious horror/slasher characters. This book is going to include the following characters: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Norman Bates, Thomas Hewitt (Leatherface) and occasionally mentions of others such as Carrie, Brahms Heelshire and many more. I posted a oneshot version of this in my Slasher Preferences Book 2 so if you haven't seen that go check it out or check out my other books for more slasher material. Hope you enjoy this!
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