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Reborn

I was just standing there next to my friend chatting when I felt a sharp pain on my lower back but nothing happened after that so I assumed I was in critical condition but I heard a voice say I will guide you to a new life and in response I said

"Life is Cruel and unforgiving.

I wish to be Undying and ever-changing.

I hope to conquer the stars."

~Mimicry Sin of Greed System~

Traits gained:

Merciless

Cruel

Prideful

Vain

Immortal

Adaptation Mutation

Starlit

Reincarnated as a mimic chest form level 1 with preferences in stealth and speed attack. I guess I'll be focusing on stealth attacks but why can't I see currently. I opened my mouth and then could move my eyes outside to see around and saw I was in a dungeon so I looked myself over which looked like a very poor copy of a chest. The wood was rotting and moldy there was a rusted iron padlock and the leather on the edges was almost completely gone making me look like a mimic I saw a chest that looked nearly perfect beside me. It had shining iron nails imbedded into the leather the wood looked super polished so I crawled out of the chest I was currently inhabiting and went into this one but first I had to take out the items in it and put them into my old shell. The system suddenly notified me.

~Smart Mimic~

Being smart has upgraded intelligence and wisdom due to a mimic usually following only instincts. +10 and +9

Name:@&$+@#-$

Species: Lesser Greedy Mimic

Hp:15/15

Shell Hp:27/30

Wisdom:-6 +9

Intelligence:-5 +10

Charisma: -10

Strength:27

Dexterity:32

Abilities:

Ambush

When sneak attacking a enemy plus 100% damage and plus 50% crit chance and damage.

Camouflage

You can blend in perfectly well with your color changing skills and you can choose to not hurt adventurers but that is not advised.

Serration

Your teeth when fitted to a chest or door can rotate at a high speed and are also serrated causing an enemy severe bleeding when bitten by you.

Spatial storage

You can store things. they will pop into existence when you die.

Traits:

Merciless

You care not for your victims pleading. Charm and seduction do not work on you.

Cruel

You can not abide those who help the weak when they themselves know no burden. +50% Damage against kindhearted enemies.

Prideful

You see yourself above all other mimics even though they hate you and kicked you out except for the mimic king for he has helped you several times. +50% experience gain.

Vain

You cannot stand being insulted by a weaker being.

+50% damage when enraged.

Immortal

You cannot die due to old age, disease, or other ailments.

Adaptation Mutation

You are a mutated form of a mimic meaning your evolution path is unique.

Starlit

The stars smile upon you and have blessed you with a celestial harmony. affect unknown.

Wow these traits are very nice let's pick up that sword in my spatial storage ability. I begin to waddle towards the entrance when I hear voices and instantly recognize them to be goblin voices and I hear one of em say, "Come on let's check out the chest room and see what's inside em I know we are prohibited from taking them but looking should be fine."

I hear the other say "Fine as long as you stop complaining that there is not enough food for all of us to eat in our glorious dungeon."

They walk into the room opening the door and quickly approach me and the other chest. One of the two says "That rusted chest looks like it might be a mimic and since mimics are usually hostile to all mobs except other mimics, I must say be careful Rock."

Rock says, "Sure but why don't I open this shinny glorious looking chest it will probably have some amazing weapons inside Moss."

Moss Says "You know those weapons belong to adventurers who find this room not us monsters we have an armory full of weaker weapons due to the dungeon cores and adventurers having an agreement where dungeons will kill errant monsters that become too powerful for them to contain and not attack human settlements as long as adventurers don't kill any..."

Rock says, "I know I know just stop lecturing me I just wanted to see them, but you know we can't even pick them up if we are dungeon born."

I feel rock reaching towards me to open my mouth and check inside me for a weapon, so I camouflage my insides and put the sword at the bottom of my chest making it deeper with my spatial storage and he reaches inside to touch it when Moss says "Hey Watch OUT that things slobbering IT'S A mimic." as I crunch down separating the goblins legs from his chest and slowly I feel satisfied as I dissolve the goblin corpse and dagger it had letting out a satisfied sigh I poke out my eyes and see a Goblin half the size of a regular human about 3 feet tall with a leather loincloth around its waist and holding a small wooden club looking ready to fight but I simply look at the rest of the corpse of the goblin I killed and swallow it then lick the blood off everything to hide the scene and go back into fake chest form confusing the goblin.