Chapter 4: Scared
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I didn't even realize the change in my appearance since I was so focused on revenge. My hair fluttered behind me as I ran down the dirt road of the slums.
"If I want revenge I need to level up and grow stronger but I can only do that in a dungeon for now. If I wanted to later, I could level up by killing humans but…"
I suddenly remembered what I said earlier and decided that I would only kill humans that threatened to harm or kill me. I won't become a serial killer because I think somebody might come after me and just gain XP.
"Now I just need to find a dungeon. They can open up anywhere but they should be monitored by big families. Also, I'm not old enough to get a dungeon permit so I have to sneak in. It's not like I have anything left to lose besides my life,"
Some dungeons were monitored by government forces since they were able to produce humans with powerful abilities but they still couldn't compare to the extremely rich families. The dungeons that the rich families own, never get closed since they use the dungeons respawn feature to farm materials and fighting experience for their children.
The materials that they farm are just anything that comes from a monster corpse. Either it is a hard exoskeleton from a Bug-type monster or the saliva of a Poison-type monster.
But I can't farm anything yet since I have to enter one with government forces. I might cause too much chaos by completing the dungeons that big family farms in. And the last thing I want right now is to attention drawn towards me since they will track me and try and kill me.
After another 10 minutes of running, I finally arrived in the rich part of New York. I decided to trail some people who look like dungeon runners so I can follow them to a portal. They were wearing the standard "armor" which was a normal coat with blue glowing particles coming off of it.
These types of clothes were called "Magic Armor" since they were made with the materials that you get from monster corpses. Scientists found out that the monster corpses were imbued with a certain substance that they later named mana.
They also found out that we use mana whenever we use the powers that we get from the power stones. With this, weapons were then manufactured to use mana, greatly increasing the lethality of them.
The only problem was that they had to be manufactured as swords, bows, maces, axes, or any of the primitive weapons we thought we would never have to use again. Guns were able to be imbued with magic but whenever they reached a certain limit, the bullet would blow up in the chamber due to something called magic overload.
Magic overload happens when too much mana is imbued into a single thing. The problem with the gun was that when the bullet was super strong, it had such a high concentration of mana, that when you fired it, it would explode. Since it used mana to push the bullet, that external mana makes the bullet go over the limit and explode. You couldn't even use a complex mechanical mechanism to fire it since it wasn't strong enough.
This is why guns are mainly used in the lowest of dungeons but even the mana guns are expensive so there is nobody who uses them besides rejects of rich families.
…
About 15 minutes had passed and… they were having lunch.
"Fine, I'll just find one on my own…" I sigh out.
"WE ARE HIRING DUNGEON RUNNERS RIGHT NOW! I REPEAT WE ARE HIRING DUNGEON RUNNERS RIGHT NOW!" I suddenly hear somebody yell out from behind me.
My ears perked up and I decided to listen closely and if it was what I wanted then I would follow them.
"Excuse me but what is the rank for the dungeon," asked a man's voice.
"This is a C rank dungeon that we are going to raid," replies the hirer.
Shit.
The dungeons all had a ranking depending on the amount of mana that flows out of it. It goes from E, D, C, B, A, and then S which is the hardest of them all. There was one even harder ranked as category Z, but that might've just been a myth.
Currently, I am an E rank, no questions asked.
The dungeon runners are ranked the same way but instead of measuring the mana that flows inside of you when you use the power stone, they measure the power stone itself. Every power stone has had a replica found at least 5 times. But there are exceptions such as the stone that the 6 Primordial Braves used.
"I'll just find one on my own," I say walking away.
It took me 30 minutes just to find one that was of government use since the ones that I found were either too high ranked or were owned by rich families.
I got many stares of something I hadn't felt before… ŀust. Some men were looking at me as prey and some were just pure ŀust. I was confused at why this was happening but when I looked at a window near me, I saw the huge change that happened to me.
The only thing I didn't notice was that my eyes weren't flashing different colors of the rainbow, but instead were a light green now.
The portal in front of me was relatively small compared to the other portals, about 8 meters tall and 5 meters in width.
Government dungeon runners were supervising the place and there were already E rank dungeon runners ready to enter the portal.
"How am I going to sneak in?" I whisper to myself while leaning on the bottom of a skyscraper.
10 minutes passed as they finally entered the dungeon. Not only did the dungeon runners enter but so did some of the government supervisors. This left only 3 of them and they were all clowning around, not paying attention to any intruders.
I used this perfect chance to quickly sneak in without them noticing. Some people who weren't the government officials saw me enter but just turned their heads away, ȧssuming that I was just an idiot.
This was my first time entering a portal and I immediately felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I blinked and then I was suddenly in an unknown world.
It was a forest with insanely tall trees that poked through the clouds. I thought I prepared myself for this but after seeing a goblin ahead of me, I felt scared. My hands and knees were shaking.
The goblin ran towards me with its little dagger in hand. I stumbled back and fell onto my buŧŧ dirtying my white dress once again. I almost pissed myself at how scared I was.
As it swung the dagger at me, I put my hand out and nervously fired a [Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire].
A burst of rainbow fire came out of my hand, burning the goblins arm off since my aim was off.
"Eeek,"
I let out a quiet squeal and was already regretting my decision. I felt my life flash before my eyes and the images of my mom hanging from the ceiling continued to replay in my mind.
Moves that students used on me while bullying me replayed in my mind as well so I quickly took a gulp of saliva and tried to recreate it.
I grabbed the wrist of the goblin's remaining hand then placed my hand on its face, slamming it to the ground with all my strength could handle. Activating [Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire] again, it burst out of my hand but also felt something well up in my throat.
The goblins head had disintegrated but rainbow fire had started to leak from my mouth like I was a dragon.
*cough* *cough*
The sensation of the warm fire in my throat felt weird. It was like my stomach acid started to boil and then smoke started to rise from it. The smoke then coagulated in my throat turning into the rainbow fire.
As I was essentially puking out the rainbow fire, I heard a ding ring in my ears and I stood up looking at the notification in front of me.
"Status," I muttered just to check something.
『Status』
[Name: Lucy]
[Race: Human]
[Level: 1/25] (1/25) XP Needed
[HP: 10/10 MP: 9/10 SP: 3/3] - Below Average
[Strength: 3] - Way Below Average
[Defense: 3] - Way Below Average
[Magic: 3] - Way Below Average
[Skills: [Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire]
[Passive: [Photographic Memory]
…
A weary smile appeared on my face as I knew my ignorance would lead me to my death. I was smart but didn't utilize it since I felt somewhat powerful with the system I just acquired. These powers probably become stronger depending on the user and I was weak, not just my stats but my mindset, I was scared but now that I know what to expect.
I might be able to do this....
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I didn't even realize the change in my appearance since I was so focused on revenge. My hair fluttered behind me as I ran down the dirt road of the slums.
"If I want revenge I need to level up and grow stronger but I can only do that in a dungeon for now. If I wanted to later, I could level up by killing humans but…"
I suddenly remembered what I said earlier and decided that I would only kill humans that threatened to harm or kill me. I won't become a serial killer because I think somebody might come after me and just gain XP.
"Now I just need to find a dungeon. They can open up anywhere but they should be monitored by big families. Also, I'm not old enough to get a dungeon permit so I have to sneak in. It's not like I have anything left to lose besides my life,"
Some dungeons were monitored by government forces since they were able to produce humans with powerful abilities but they still couldn't compare to the extremely rich families. The dungeons that the rich families own, never get closed since they use the dungeons respawn feature to farm materials and fighting experience for their children.
The materials that they farm are just anything that comes from a monster corpse. Either it is a hard exoskeleton from a Bug-type monster or the saliva of a Poison-type monster.
But I can't farm anything yet since I have to enter one with government forces. I might cause too much chaos by completing the dungeons that big family farms in. And the last thing I want right now is to attention drawn towards me since they will track me and try and kill me.
After another 10 minutes of running, I finally arrived in the rich part of New York. I decided to trail some people who look like dungeon runners so I can follow them to a portal. They were wearing the standard "armor" which was a normal coat with blue glowing particles coming off of it.
These types of clothes were called "Magic Armor" since they were made with the materials that you get from monster corpses. Scientists found out that the monster corpses were imbued with a certain substance that they later named mana.
They also found out that we use mana whenever we use the powers that we get from the power stones. With this, weapons were then manufactured to use mana, greatly increasing the lethality of them.
The only problem was that they had to be manufactured as swords, bows, maces, axes, or any of the primitive weapons we thought we would never have to use again. Guns were able to be imbued with magic but whenever they reached a certain limit, the bullet would blow up in the chamber due to something called magic overload.
Magic overload happens when too much mana is imbued into a single thing. The problem with the gun was that when the bullet was super strong, it had such a high concentration of mana, that when you fired it, it would explode. Since it used mana to push the bullet, that external mana makes the bullet go over the limit and explode. You couldn't even use a complex mechanical mechanism to fire it since it wasn't strong enough.
This is why guns are mainly used in the lowest of dungeons but even the mana guns are expensive so there is nobody who uses them besides rejects of rich families.
…
About 15 minutes had passed and… they were having lunch.
"Fine, I'll just find one on my own…" I sigh out.
"WE ARE HIRING DUNGEON RUNNERS RIGHT NOW! I REPEAT WE ARE HIRING DUNGEON RUNNERS RIGHT NOW!" I suddenly hear somebody yell out from behind me.
My ears perked up and I decided to listen closely and if it was what I wanted then I would follow them.
"Excuse me but what is the rank for the dungeon," asked a man's voice.
"This is a C rank dungeon that we are going to raid," replies the hirer.
Shit.
The dungeons all had a ranking depending on the amount of mana that flows out of it. It goes from E, D, C, B, A, and then S which is the hardest of them all. There was one even harder ranked as category Z, but that might've just been a myth.
Currently, I am an E rank, no questions asked.
The dungeon runners are ranked the same way but instead of measuring the mana that flows inside of you when you use the power stone, they measure the power stone itself. Every power stone has had a replica found at least 5 times. But there are exceptions such as the stone that the 6 Primordial Braves used.
"I'll just find one on my own," I say walking away.
It took me 30 minutes just to find one that was of government use since the ones that I found were either too high ranked or were owned by rich families.
I got many stares of something I hadn't felt before… ŀust. Some men were looking at me as prey and some were just pure ŀust. I was confused at why this was happening but when I looked at a window near me, I saw the huge change that happened to me.
The only thing I didn't notice was that my eyes weren't flashing different colors of the rainbow, but instead were a light green now.
The portal in front of me was relatively small compared to the other portals, about 8 meters tall and 5 meters in width.
Government dungeon runners were supervising the place and there were already E rank dungeon runners ready to enter the portal.
"How am I going to sneak in?" I whisper to myself while leaning on the bottom of a skyscraper.
10 minutes passed as they finally entered the dungeon. Not only did the dungeon runners enter but so did some of the government supervisors. This left only 3 of them and they were all clowning around, not paying attention to any intruders.
I used this perfect chance to quickly sneak in without them noticing. Some people who weren't the government officials saw me enter but just turned their heads away, ȧssuming that I was just an idiot.
This was my first time entering a portal and I immediately felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I blinked and then I was suddenly in an unknown world.
It was a forest with insanely tall trees that poked through the clouds. I thought I prepared myself for this but after seeing a goblin ahead of me, I felt scared. My hands and knees were shaking.
The goblin ran towards me with its little dagger in hand. I stumbled back and fell onto my buŧŧ dirtying my white dress once again. I almost pissed myself at how scared I was.
As it swung the dagger at me, I put my hand out and nervously fired a [Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire].
A burst of rainbow fire came out of my hand, burning the goblins arm off since my aim was off.
"Eeek,"
I let out a quiet squeal and was already regretting my decision. I felt my life flash before my eyes and the images of my mom hanging from the ceiling continued to replay in my mind.
Moves that students used on me while bullying me replayed in my mind as well so I quickly took a gulp of saliva and tried to recreate it.
I grabbed the wrist of the goblin's remaining hand then placed my hand on its face, slamming it to the ground with all my strength could handle. Activating [Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire] again, it burst out of my hand but also felt something well up in my throat.
The goblins head had disintegrated but rainbow fire had started to leak from my mouth like I was a dragon.
*cough* *cough*
The sensation of the warm fire in my throat felt weird. It was like my stomach acid started to boil and then smoke started to rise from it. The smoke then coagulated in my throat turning into the rainbow fire.
As I was essentially puking out the rainbow fire, I heard a ding ring in my ears and I stood up looking at the notification in front of me.
"Status," I muttered just to check something.
『Status』
[Name: Lucy]
[Race: Human]
[Level: 1/25] (1/25) XP Needed
[HP: 10/10 MP: 9/10 SP: 3/3] - Below Average
[Strength: 3] - Way Below Average
[Defense: 3] - Way Below Average
[Magic: 3] - Way Below Average
[Skills: [Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire]
[Passive: [Photographic Memory]
…
A weary smile appeared on my face as I knew my ignorance would lead me to my death. I was smart but didn't utilize it since I felt somewhat powerful with the system I just acquired. These powers probably become stronger depending on the user and I was weak, not just my stats but my mindset, I was scared but now that I know what to expect.
I might be able to do this....
I didn't even realize the change in my appearance since I was so focused on revenge. My hair fluttered behind me as I ran down the dirt road of the slums. "If I want revenge I need to level up and grow stronger but I can only do that in a dungeon for now. If I wanted to later, I could level up by killing humans but" I suddenly remembered what I said earlier and decided that I would only kill humans that threatened to harm or kill me. I won't become a serial killer because I think somebody might come after me and just gain XP. "Now I just need to find a dungeon. They can open up anywhere but they should be monitored by big families. Also, I'm not old enough to get a dungeon permit so I have to sneak in. It's not like I have anything left to lose besides my life," Some dungeons were monitored by government forces since they were able to produce humans with powerful abilities but they still couldn't compare to the extremely rich families. The dungeons that the rich families own, never get closed since they use the dungeons respawn feature to farm materials and fighting experience for their children. The materials that they farm are just anything that comes from a monster corpse. Either it is a hard exoskeleton from a Bug-type monster or the saliva of a Poison-type monster. But I can't farm anything yet since I have to enter one with government forces. I might cause too much chaos by completing the dungeons that big family farms in. And the last thing I want right now is to attention drawn towards me since they will track me and try and kill me. After another 10 minutes of running, I finally arrived in the rich part of New York. I decided to trail some people who look like dungeon runners so I can follow them to a portal. They were wearing the standard "armor" which was a normal coat with blue glowing particles coming off of it. These types of clothes were called "Magic Armor" since they were made with the materials that you get from monster corpses. Scientists found out that the monster corpses were imbued with a certain substance that they later named mana. They also found out that we use mana whenever we use the powers that we get from the power stones. With this, weapons were then manufactured to use mana, greatly increasing the lethality of them. The only problem was that they had to be manufactured as swords, bows, maces, axes, or any of the primitive weapons we thought we would never have to use again. Guns were able to be imbued with magic but whenever they reached a certain limit, the bullet would blow up in the chamber due to something called magic overload. Magic overload happens when too much mana is imbued into a single thing. The problem with the gun was that when the bullet was super strong, it had such a high concentration of mana, that when you fired it, it would explode. Since it used mana to push the bullet, that external mana makes the bullet go over the limit and explode. You couldn't even use a complex mechanical mechanism to fire it since it wasn't strong enough. This is why guns are mainly used in the lowest of dungeons but even the mana guns are expensive so there is nobody who uses them besides rejects of rich families. About 15 minutes had passed and they were having lunch. "Fine, I'll just find one on my own" I sigh out. "WE ARE HIRING DUNGEON RUNNERS RIGHT NOW! I REPEAT WE ARE HIRING DUNGEON RUNNERS RIGHT NOW!" I suddenly hear somebody yell out from behind me. My ears perked up and I decided to listen closely and if it was what I wanted then I would follow them. "Excuse me but what is the rank for the dungeon," asked a man's voice. "This is a C rank dungeon that we are going to raid," replies the hirer. Shit. The dungeons all had a ranking depending on the amount of mana that flows out of it. It goes from E, D, C, B, A, and then S which is the hardest of them all. There was one even harder ranked as category Z, but that might've just been a myth. Currently, I am an E rank, no questions asked. The dungeon runners are ranked the same way but instead of measuring the mana that flows inside of you when you use the power stone, they measure the power stone itself. Every power stone has had a replica found at least 5 times. But there are exceptions such as the stone that the 6 Primordial Braves used. "I'll just find one on my own," I say walking away. It took me 30 minutes just to find one that was of government use since the ones that I found were either too high ranked or were owned by rich families. I got many stares of something I hadn't felt before ust. Some men were looking at me as prey and some were just pure ust. I was confused at why this was happening but when I looked at a window near me, I saw the huge change that happened to me. The only thing I didn't notice was that my eyes weren't flashing different colors of the rainbow, but instead were a light green now. The portal in front of me was relatively small compared to the other portals, about 8 meters tall and 5 meters in width. Government dungeon runners were supervising the place and there were already E rank dungeon runners ready to enter the portal. "How am I going to sneak in?" I whisper to myself while leaning on the bottom of a skyscraper. 10 minutes passed as they finally entered the dungeon. Not only did the dungeon runners enter but so did some of the government supervisors. This left only 3 of them and they were all clowning around, not paying attention to any intruders. I used this perfect chance to quickly sneak in without them noticing. Some people who weren't the government officials saw me enter but just turned their heads away, ssuming that I was just an idiot. This was my first time entering a portal and I immediately felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I blinked and then I was suddenly in an unknown world. It was a forest with insanely tall trees that poked through the clouds. I thought I prepared myself for this but after seeing a goblin ahead of me, I felt scared. My hands and knees were shaking. The goblin ran towards me with its little dagger in hand. I stumbled back and fell onto my bu dirtying my white dress once again. I almost pissed myself at how scared I was. As it swung the dagger at me, I put my hand out and nervously fired a Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire. A burst of rainbow fire came out of my hand, burning the goblins arm off since my aim was off. "Eeek," I let out a quiet squeal and was already regretting my decision. I felt my life flash before my eyes and the images of my mom hanging from the ceiling continued to replay in my mind. Moves that students used on me while bullying me replayed in my mind as well so I quickly took a gulp of saliva and tried to recreate it. I grabbed the wrist of the goblin's remaining hand then placed my hand on its face, slamming it to the ground with all my strength could handle. Activating Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire again, it burst out of my hand but also felt something well up in my throat. The goblins head had disintegrated but rainbow fire had started to leak from my mouth like I was a dragon. *cough* *cough* The sensation of the warm fire in my throat felt weird. It was like my stomach acid started to boil and then smoke started to rise from it. The smoke then coagulated in my throat turning into the rainbow fire. As I was essentially puking out the rainbow fire, I heard a ding ring in my ears and I stood up looking at the notification in front of me. "Status," I muttered just to check something. Status Name: Lucy Race: Human Level: 1/25 1/25 XP Needed HP: 10/10 MP: 9/10 SP: 3/3 - Below Average Strength: 3 - Way Below Average Defense: 3 - Way Below Average Magic: 3 - Way Below Average Skills: Weak Quetzalcoatl's Ancient Fire Passive: Photographic Memory A weary smile appeared on my face as I knew my ignorance would lead me to my death. I was smart but didn't utilize it since I felt somewhat powerful with the system I just acquired. These powers probably become stronger depending on the user and I was weak, not just my stats but my mindset, I was scared but now that I know what to expect. I might be able to do this....
