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Reborn As A Ring

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.

Soul_Monarch000 · Fantasy
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Progress

Before Baranor could answer the prompt in front of him, he heard a knock at the door realizing who it was he gave a quick response and told them to come inside. When Faramir entered he brought a older looking uruk, who, despite his age was still toned as is other's of their species. The uruk in question quickly kneeled in front of the human sitting before him although it hurt his pride, he would rather be alive than to go against this human who gave off a cold aura, although only for now is what he thought.

"My liege, I have brought our priest." Faramir said as he joined the priest in kneeling

"Very, good Faramir, Now, priest, what is it they call you?" Baranor asked

"They call me Ashnor, my liege" Ashnor replied

"And I'm guessing your a mage with the ability to check people status correct?" Baranor asked

"That is correct my liege." Ashnor replied

"Hmm, vey nice, however I also know priest can put curses on their targets, so how can I trust you don't harbor ill intentions towards me?" Baranor asked

"My liege, if you would prefer we can enter a mana bound contract to ensure I can do you no harm." Ashnor said

"We could, but as you should know contracts have many loop holes that can be exploited, in fact I have a for sure way without needing a contract" Baranor said

"My lieg-"

Before Ashnor could continue Baranor stood from his seat and quickly dashed in front of Ashnor and started to dominate his mind. Surprisingly Ashnor was rather resilient much like Faramir, however it mattered not as Ashnor still fell to Baranor's will. Baranor satisfied with his new addition returned to his seat and continued with the matter at hand.

"Now priest, I shall give you the liberty of keeping your name, Ashnor" Baranor said

"Thank, you, my liege!" Ashnor said

"Now, carrying on! I need to see my current status, do you happen to have any paper or parchment around here we can use?" Baranor asked

"Yes my liege, just a moment" Ashnor replied as he got up and grabbed some paper from his tent

"Here, we go! Now will you start the process of checking my status?" Baranor asked

"Right away my liege!" Ashnor replied

Baranor quickly gave the priest his hand and the priest pulled out a small dagger and pricked the tip of his thumb and let the blood flow onto the parchment. Once the blood made contact to the parchment the priest started to chant and words started to burn onto the of parchment. The ritual concluded when the priest looked at Baranor and gave a reassuring nod. When Baranor looked at the parchment he was rather surprised and pleased to see how much he improved.

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Name: Baranor Tark

-Title: R(@g B#)er

-Level: 25

-Hp 710/710

-Mp 580/580

-Passive: Caradelian Swordsmanship (Lvl 10! Max!): Increases the efficiency and speed with a sword by 20%

-Passive: Commander: Able to issue orders efficiently and keep troops motivated for longer periods of time

-Passive: Keen eye: (Lvl 7) Increase in observation skills by 40%

-Passive: Determination: (Lvl 9) Able to push past ones limits: Tenacity 45%

-Passive: Ba@#s^*d !(@m de@*!: !*(@*(@$#?(#*@*

-Active: Time Dilation Lvl 8: Increases the amount of information the brain absorbs making 1 second 1.29 seconds: Mentally tires user and increases mental stress longer periods may cause permanent damage

-Active: Inspiring presence: (Lvl 3) Causes a morale boost among troops and instills trust and discipline Requires no cost but has a difficult activation

-Active: Sword Aura (lvl7) : Coats sword in a blanket of mana increasing its cutting and piercing properties by 35% 5/mana per second

-Active: Mana Cloak (lvl 3): Coats one body in Mana temporarily increases stats and defense for 5 minutes Stat increase 15% Defense increase 20% Cost:250 Mana

-Active: Wrath (Lvl1): Sacrifice's logical reasoning for an increase in power, can be used on self or subordinates: Increases stats by 10% while in use 10 mana/sec can use HP as a substitute

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-Stats

-65 Str

-54 Dex

-61 Con

-48 Spr

-Unallocated stats- 32

-@$*^@#$*(@^$- 8

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 Baranor looked on with glee and with confusion, but he instinctively knew it had something to do with the ring now resting on his finger. Almost as if answering his question nearly an exact replica of the status he saw on the parchment reappeared in front of him but with the unknown symbols having their details undeciphered. Baranor wasn't too confused except with the fact a certain skill was still being blocked and he couldn't really tell what the name of it was. Baranor although reluctantly decided to just ignore the text he couldn't read and decided to focus on the one he could. Skill points, when Baranor saw this he was rather confused but he somewhat guessed what they were and he was internally jumping with glee.

'How could something posibly increase the levels of skills when it takes hours and maybe even years to earn or improve a certain skill' Baranor thought to himself

While thinking about his current stats, Baranor thought to his near past experiences realizing he was lacking in just about everything except for his skills. Looking at the difference between himself and the other physical capabilities of the uruk's he realized without the ring he wouldn't be able to even compete with the uruk's and even if he did have the ring he knew he would still lose compared to those of the 4th tier and even those from the 3 tier ranked from mid-high. Withouht thinking about it any further Baranor deiced to put 15 points into his strength 10 into his constitution and 6 into his dexterity and the remaining one into his spirt. Once he did this he felt a surge of power entering his muscles and felt his manasphere expanding slightly. 

Baranor although contempt with his progress knew sooner or later he would start feeling the effects of not passing into the 3rd tier of his manasphere, including his bodily functions failing due to a overload of stats and his body having impurities that would only increase and decrease the potential of his stats. A overload of stats could also slowly kill him by accumulating the impurities in his body and his body not being strong enough to not collapse under his own strength like his own legs shattering when he puts too much force into them. As his strength may increase to the point his body can't handle it especially with the effects of the ring, if he were to pass into the 3rd tier his body would be cleansed of impurities to a point and would increase the quality and quantity of his mana and his body. Another sign of hitting the limits of a normal being and a step into becoming a being a step above the rest is the ability to go above the level of 25 as 25 is the current limit to those who are known as normal beings such as humans, orcs and other such creatures.

This limit is not set for every being as some beings are already born at a much higher tier like dragons and in a lesser form elves. Those who are born of a higher tier will naturally have a head start in strength, however it is also exponentially harder to increase their level past a certain limit which is also why most natural born races of a higher tier often have longer life spans than those who aren't born of a higher tier. Yet a being who is born of a lower tier and work their way up to a higher tier is leaps and bounds stronger than someone who was already born at that level, as someone born at a higher tier has not experienced the struggle of climbing to that point such as leveling and obtaining skills along with the knowledge obtained.

Baranor thinking of what to put his 8 skill points in, finally decided after somewhile of thinking, he tried to upgrade his swordsmanship with a skill point but was interrupted by a prompt saying he could evolve it by using 5 skill points. Reluctantly accepting it he was given a list of options

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-Possible evolution for skill

-Passive: Caradelian Swordsmanship (Lvl 10! Max!)

-1. Caradelian Swordsmaster: Increases the knowledge of the Caradelian swordplay :Increases current speed and efficiency by 10%, may affect other skills

-2. Caradelian Hunter: Increases the knowledge of the Caradelian hunters :Increases general weapon understanding and understandings of traps and poisons, will unlock skills Bowmanship, Spearmanship, Trap creation, Trap disarm, Poison creation, Cure creation

-3 Caradelian Calvary: Increases the knowledge of wielding a sword atop a stead :increases knowledge of Caradelian swordplay, will unlock skills Mount, Tame, Charge

-Due to external interference a 4th option will be added

-Lord of Dawn Swordsmanship: Increases current knowledge of the sword and reveals partial secrets of the lost swordsmanship that was wielded by a man known as the lord of dawn by some and the bright lord as others. increases the speed and effciency with the sword by 50% and increases the damage by 5%

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Baranor looked at his options excitedly and just as confused as before not seeing any other answer he choose which the one that would help him in current situation.

'I'll chose this one...