Protecting my Investments

The world of Remnant a land full of myths and legends about heroes saving the day appearing whenever needed. This is not one of those stories this is a story about a criminal that decides he can't trust the heroes of the story and will take matters into his own hands.

The groggy feeling as Travis woke up did not go away quickly. He felt like he had taken a nap and slept too long. As he opened his eyes and got up he noticed that he was not in his bedroom. That woke him up quickly. Travis looked around quickly in a panic. He was in a small off white room, he was sitting on a small bed he barely fit on, a small dresser barely 2 feet across, a mini-fridge, 2 doors, and some other stuff. He was in a small apartment he had never seen before.

Travis decides to go to where he thinks the bathroom is mostly going off of the locks on the doors. Looking into the mirror he saw a familiar face with green eyes and orange hair; he looked like Roman Torchwick, a villain in RWBY. Looking dumbly at his reflection, this is happening that a blue window pops up in front of him. Focusing on the blue window he reads [System installation complete. Welcome user.]

Travis puts his hands over his face and thinks (Status) a new blue window pops up.

[Name: Roman Torchwick

Level: 1

Title: N/A

Health: 200/200

Aura: 350/350

Mana: 75/75

Strength:11

Vitality:20

Dexterity:16

Wisdom:14

Intelligence:15

Carisma:19

Luck:16

Skills

Passive

Gamers Mind: Max Lv

Gamers Body: Max Lv

Unarmed combat: Lv 9

Active

Pickpocket: Lv 14

Sneak: Lv 12

Aura Shield: Lv 5

Aura Enhancement: Lv 4]

"Ok, why is my name Roman but I guess I will have to use his identity. Well, I know what gamer's mind and body do but what do the other things do well let's see."

[Health=Vitality*10

Aura=Vitality+Intelligence*10

Mana=Intelligence*5]

"Good to know."

[Unarmed combat: Lv 9

Basic proficiency with barehanded combat

All attacks without using a weapon deal an additional 9% damage

All attacks without weapons ignore 9% of armor

All attacks without weapons ignore 9% of Aura]

[Pickpocket: Lv 14

Basic proficiency with pickpocketing

When pickpocketing 14% increase in Dex

When pickpocketing 14% less likely to be discovered]

[Sneak: Lv 12

Well sneaking 12% less of a chance to be discovered]

[ Aura Shield: Lv 5

Damage taken with this skill active is taken from the Aura, not health

All damage taken to Aura is reduced by 5%

Aura will not regenerate with skill active]

[Aura Enhancement: Lv 4

Increase physical stats by using Aura

4% increase in Strength vitality and dexterity

Aura cant regenerate well skill is active]

"Those are some useful skills and stupid powerful skills will Aura shield be able to make me invincible." saying to himself. (I need to stop talking to myself) thinking that he looks around and finds his scroll (now how does this work.) Fiddling with the scroll for a bit to figure out how it works and what is what thankfully it did not have a password on it. It did not have much on who the old Roman was or personal connections to people besides that the rent due tomorrow for the apartment. Roman decided to throw on some clothes and head out he needed to figure out how to pickpocket.

A few hours later and a lot of running Roman got the hang of it, the rent money and the skill leveled twice as a bonus. (Now the all-important test) he gathers energy into his hand and thinks to create a dungeon. The world seems to freeze the sounds of cars and people vanish the ding of a notification sound in his ears.

[Skill create instant dungeon has been created]

[Create Instant Dungeon: Lv 1

Creates an isolated space that can you spawn monsters near your level

No monsters registered please kill one of a creature to be to populate your dungeons with]

Roman smirks then gathers up his energy into his hand once more and think (ID Escape) he hears the sound of breaking glass then the familiar sound of people in cars return in the place of the unsettling silence

[Skill created Escape Instant Dungeon: Lv 1

Allows the Caster to escape from any instant dungeon]

With a smug smirk on his, face Roman walks off to gather donations for his weapons.