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Being a Vase is Hard

In a world riddled with dungeons and where only the strong survives, its tough to be just a pretty vase, or even a leech, hence I decided! Im gonna be a vase strong enough to injure anyone who tries to break me! (This is not romance as I do not know how to write one, I guess since my lead is a female it was automatically categorized as such but no, this little sister here only wants to be a pretty vase, an unbreakable one that is)

gods_daddy · Ciencia y ficción
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2: Status

I was panicking, multiple thoughts occupied my head at once. It was filled with things that have nothing to do with possible ways to get out of my current situation. The smell of blood is so strong, with liters of blood spilled on the floor it would be impossible to dismiss. Blood is really hard to clean specially if they dried, after this if humans still lived, it will be one hell of a job to clean it all up.

Looking near a broken pillar there was a man with no legs, his head was bashed in, probably becuase the creature that bashed his head in was very strong, his head was nowhere to be found and the pillar is now broken. A little away from that body was torn of appendages, basing on its skin tone it was probably the guy in the pillar's legs.

Not far away froom him si another pile of bodies, though its just about a metter tall, the torsos and lower half strewn around made it much harder to look at than the pile I'm lying down right now. There are a lot of bodies around and even though there were a lot of people living in this buildiing, the bodies around here numbered about hundreds, there are probably a bit of these peopple who entered to seek shelter only to be greeted by the minotur's axe, probably not the welcome they expect recieve.

Its a bit cold, I guess since blood is still liquid getting soaked with it and then having air blow will still be cold. Oh yeah damn, I'm wearing a white shirt, it's gonna be tough washing this later, not that I'd get the chance to since I'm about to meet St. Peter.

The kobolds are looking about, Can they see me? Will they see me? Haha seems like they can and is about to haha fuck. Still maybe I can put my head first once the minotaur is about to bite? So that my head gonna be bitten off first. It'll be a quick death no?

"[Multiple Thought Processing LEVEL UP!]"

Yeah yeah yeah I should be able to put my head first. It'll be quick, there should be a little painul but still better than being torn limb to limb-huh? what? My scattered thoughts halted as a cold mechanical female voice spoke in my head.

"Level what?" I whispered, confusion written in my face. The voice was brief and sounded like an in game announcement, though confusing, it manage to help me gather my thoughts. I frowned, flabbbergasted at this sudden turn of events, an idea came to mind.

"Status" i whispered, barely audible. Then a display appeared right before my eyes. Like an in game prompt, it stated my name and race and a bunch of other things. It looked like something straight out of a sci-fi movie, a hologram.

[Name: Natashaa Quinn

Age: 22

Race: Human Lvl. 1

Strength:4 Dexterity:5 Speed:2 Intelligence:12 Mabna:10

Passive Skills: Multiple Thought Processing Lvl.2 UP! Pain Resistance Lvl.4 Indifference Lvl. 5

Active Skills: Water Affinity Lvl.1

Status: Incapacitated, Confused]

My eyes widened at th absurdity of the situation. Monsters from portals and now system prompts, It all feels surreal. Skills? Statuses? It all sounded like something taken out of a novel and even if it is, I'm probably not the protagonist, I mean, what kind of main character gets eaten by a minotaur at the second chapter?

Still, however absurd this may all sound like, I need to deal with all the matters at hand. My speed is at 2, this shows how out of shape I am. My strength is at 4, though I don't believe that I'm strong so it probably accounted endurance and stamina in this as well. And I just fell down from the twentieth floor and suffered nothing more than pain and a number of broken bones. Passive skills... Indifference? What's that? Unfortunately it's a passive so I can't activate it at will. Water affinity huh.

While pondering about the thing listed in the display, I slowly managedd to regain my composure. The fear and panic that ate away at my nerves subsided leaving only pain, even so, that pain was much bearable than the fear of being torn apart.

Water Affinity. Affinity means relationship or similarity, that means an ease in conntrolling water and it's properties right? An afffinity with water means that I share some characteristics with it. It's more suited to me. But It's usually called Water control in most games right? Well I guess that's different since control and affinity is something entirely different as well in that control takes over; it uses force and affinity means similarity or relationship so I guess it means less resistance and even more freedom when using the skill.

This Status display left much to be explored, and I can't do so in a state like this, I also won't be able to survive if I stayed in this situation any longer, so I looked around. A little distance away from the pile I am laying on is the reception counter. That should be a little safer than being on top these corpses. Making up my mind I peeked at the kobolds and minotaur meters away from me. Finding that they were a bit close, I bit my lips and waited for my chance. In the mean time, I should rest and recover my strength, my bones won't magically fix itself but i should be able to restore enough strength to climb down from this top and crawl to that counter. It's painful, It's gonna be painful, but I should be used to the pain by then that I wont cry out in every move. There, I should be able to recuperate and then leave the building. I hope that my water affinity skill can at least conjure up some drinking water.

"Recuperate" I told myself as I close my eyes to rest.

Idas, opinions, thoughts, diss, burns, comments, Leave them all here to let me know. A'ight peace out!

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