Welcome to Hell (2)
As a mad grin split Dante's face he looked down at the new white pannel before him a newfound gleam of madness in his eyes, be it from the pain of his evolution or something more something was no longer quite right in his mind.
[Soul_Dante forced Potential limit bypass due to a development of Willpower that outclassed it's Exsistance Rank unit>_[[WORLD[[_/accepted the Request and shattered The Lesser Soul Protection Limit. Forcefully evolved unit.Soul_Dante into a Unique creature with Future Potential Rank exceed.null
Ironclad spirit/ Unique evolution to a pseudo corporeal being made of spiritsteel a ethereal energy with tough properties like that of Iron which can have a limited impact on the physical world. Racial trait (Spirit Adaptation) is locked due to lack of Exsistance points 10,000 EXP required to Unlock trait]
As Dante Rapidly approached the ground below he closed the strange window and he observed the changes in his mist like body. His body had condensed into numerous interwoven cords that packed tightly into a ball with a few of them reaching out into the air around him writhing with his movements through the air. he could control them somewhat and it appeared as though they could influence the space around him seeing as they interacted with the air flailing about being pushed behind him by the air as he fell toward the ground. Sadly he did not have the time to marvel at them because he rapidly crashed into the ground with an audible Boom as he made a small indent Into the ground from his rough landing."Ughh that hurt like Hell how far did I fall?" Dante groaned in pain from the landing that broke a few of the weaker lose strands that failed about around him. He hastily opened his Properties menu to see what he was working with in the way of abilities.
[Properties]
[Existence Rank] 1
[Deaths] 1
[Judgement Destination] The Nine Hells
[Name] Dante
[Race] Ironclad spirit
[EXP] 0
[HP] 1.5/3
[energy density] 1/4
[Toughness] 3
[Strength] 2
[Dexterity] 3
[Agility] 2
[Intelligence] 3
[Willpower] 20
[Titles] Soul Eater
[Skills] N/A
[Racial Traits] Spirit Adaptation(Locked)
Dante looked at his new stats with a renewed vigor to survive if just one Rank up improved his base abilities to this degree what would his future rankups bring him? He quickly closed the window and quickly scrambled to put himself into a defensive position the best he could in his strange new body. standing on a few of the many cords flowing out of his body to get a better look at his surroundings that he Immediately regretted. A few small demons spotted the new soul and Imagining an easy meal they began running at him in a frenzy to be the first to eat this fresh tasty soul that landed in the middle of their hunting ground. Quick as he could Dante began to run and roll away from the encroaching demons, while they were small his instincts told him that he would most definitely die If he attempted to face them with his frail body. soon a wolf like demon with black horns got to the front of the small horde to chase Dante. Seeing that a larger demon stole their prey the gathered demons eyes burned with rage but they dejectedly return to fighting amongst themselves to feed and grow stronger on their fellow demons. When the demons left Dante was first excited but seeing the large wolf demon chasing him he despaired at his luck even further. "I am injured and running for my life CANT I JUST CATCH A BREAK FOR ONCE!!" Dante cursed his luck and continued to run as fast as he could but the four legged demon wolf was slowly catching up to him. Knowing he could not keep this up forever Dante scrambled to come up with a plan and his eyes darted around the terrain to find something he could use to kill or escape the raging demon. He soon saw a river of Fire in the distance and ran towards it as his life depend on it. The river Acheron was a rolling mass of liquid fire that flowed from limbo down into the other circles and he left into it to escape the pursuit of the wolf demon. The fire of the river burned at his spiritual coils bringing Dante great pain as it slowly eroded away at his dwindling HP after a minute of flowing down the river his HP had reached 1.2/3 and continued to dwindle. The demon wolf did not dare follow the soul into the dangerous River and simply lapped at the burning water to drink before returning to the Neverending battle in the planes of hell. Seeing that his Pland had worked Dante was exuberant and once his HP had dwindled down to .7/3 he crawled out of the river acheon and surveyed his surroundings to find a place to hide and recuperate his lost Health. Dante soon stumbled upon a small hollow in the nook of a bolder near the river and crawled inside to rest. He clawed at the hot scorch stone of the hovel to make it larger and parts of it scraped off and devolved into a mist like energy that was pulled into his damaged cable like limbs. soon a prompt appeared in front of Dante and it made him smile internaly for he found his next method to grow in his strength to battle the planes of Hell
[scorch stone absorbed as energy due to it's rich fire elemental Properties; Energy Density has increased to 2/4 and 10EXP was acquired. Fire Element skill branch available for Unlock requires 500 EXP to activate]
Dante's eyes were filled with madness the struggles of Hell already beginning to affect him and his desire for power began to grow in the deapths of his mind. His slowly repairing limbs began to weekly curl around the lose prices of scorch stone in the cave and were dragged into the tight ball of energy and he attempted to recreate the ethereal jaws skill he used while he was falling but it eluded him as if it had never existed.
[Attempt to use disassembled skill detected Energy Minipulation ability is too low to recreate effects reinforce Attribute_intelegence to procede]
The sudden prompt surprised Dante but he continued nonetheless, though the absorption rate of the scorch stone was dreadfully slow after about a day of recuperating in the hovel he had cleared out a more manageable area to live under the large bolder the crevice was located at. His EXP had grown to 400, his HP had restored back to 3/3 his lost limbs now flew about through the air with the remaining few that were left, and his Energy Density had reached the limit of 4/4 so Dante could no longer absorb the scorch stone it just fell through his limbs when he tried to pull it in. After he had restored his strength he pulled himself out of the crevice and began to roll along the plains in search of some lesser soul to feed his hunger for growth. soon he found a victim for his writhing limbs in the form of a ghastly ghost that floated along the ground and avoid the hunting demons by hovering above the ground and flying out of reach when they attacked it. After stalking the ghost for half an hour he saw that it led down its gard as it floated down close to the river Acheon to drink in the dense fire elemental energy that was available there to replenish its dwindling energy reserves. It was then that Dante decided to make his move and left up with the force of his writhing cable like arms and he fell upon the creature and wrapped His limbs tightly around the ghost to restrain it. the ghost writhed under the grasp of Dante and used its spiritual mouth to chomp onto one of dantes limbs making him cry in pain" Gahhh that hurts you bastard!" in retaliation Dante used one of his free limbs to peirce into the apparition and used the opening to leverage in three more limbs in an attempt to pry the ghost apart. A thin Crack split in the ghost's lower half and Dante strained to push more limbs inside of the creature and he began to claw at the creature's insides before tearing the Crack into a large split. The ghost clawed at Dante and managed to rip off 2 of his limbs and begin tearing at his main ball of cables rapidly decreasing his HP to 2.1."I'll rip you apart from the inside you dam ghost!" he ripped into the ghost and claimed into the split that had formed in its lower body and began to rip into the ghost before pulling the ripped up chunks of energy into the folds of his spiritsteel. the ghost let out a last shrill screech as it was devoured by Dante and he fell to the ground in triumph and rolled over in in the lingering pain from parts of his soul being ripped from him and began to count his gains from the battle to the death he just finished.
[Gained 350EXP current EXP 750 Fire Elemental skill branch now available procede with Unlock Y/N ?]
Dante thought for a moment before reaching out a thin cable like limb to press Y he did not have any better use for the EXP at the moment and he was really curious about this skill tree.
[Proceding to Unlock... Unlock success fire elemental skill tree now unlocked.]
Dante took a look at the new tab that was unlocked on his Properties menu and was baffled at the scale of the menu with a ring of 10 small circles at its center which each branched out countless times over into a sprawling web of interconnected dots with no apparent end. in the middle ring of circles only one was lit up with a small symbol for fire on it while the others were grayed out not unlocked. 2 blinking dots were connected to the fire symbol with the price of 300EXP each when he hovered over them a small description of the item appeared.
[Teir 1 fire affinity/ the body becomes more atuned to fire and will be able to absorb the energy in its elemental form without conversion to pure Energy. Prerequisite to lesser fire magic. small increase in the likelihood of fire based evolutions becoming available.
Teir 1 Flame meditation/ while bathing in rich fire energy the body can reinforce itself allowing a weak increase of energy based attributes. growth limited to physical attributes and Energy Density.]
If he had the capability Dante would have bowed his head in reverence at the skill available to him and immediately purchased it feeling the information of the skills use flowing into his mind. The meditation ability was the thing he had been wishing for since he saw the option to unlock the skill tree from the menu. He wanted to carve out a place to thrive in this barn wasteland and now a method to gain power without the influx of a rankup had simply fallen into his lap, he was overjoyed. Dante followed along the river back to the crevice he dug out deciding to make this his lair for the time being. It was near the river which gave him access to the abundant elemental energy he would need to begin training, and was hidden well enough to shelter from the raging storm of battle that filled the planes of hell. After he reached the hovel he began to carve out a underground channel from the small hovel to the river Acheon absorbing as much of the scorch stone he could eat to replenish his Energy and recuperate his HP. after 2 days of digging the Chanel had been dug and he finally crawled into the river to dig a small hole into the channel to let the flaming water flow into his new abode. after an hour he mustered up all his strength to drag a nearby river stone to plug the hole to stop it from flooding his new home, and retreated back to it to rest. The Chanel filled into a shallow moat that pushed up right to the walls of the now larger cave and it bathed the dark space in a warm sinister orange light. As he sat down in the center of the small island that was the center of the cave he felt the abundant flame energy fill the air and he greedily drank it in following the steps of the flame meditation to condense the energy and begin the reforming of his ethereal body. As he fell into a trance reveling in the power slowly building and reshaping his Energy based body.If someone was there to observe him they would see the energy in the air being drawn to the center of the room and Dante's body was slowly changing. The lose coils of spiritsteel that sprawled out around him glowing red hot and and compressed before stretching and compressing again, refining the steel and the occasional wisp of pitch black smoke would float from the tightly packed ball of wires in the center of the room.