World 2

Time flew by.

Soren woke up hours later, feeling refreshed. If the void was good for anything, it was resting and thinking. 

Groggily opening his eyes, Soren looked into the darkness.

'Right, still here.'

The interface appeared as he thought about it. 

[-Name: Soren Lopel-]

[-Affiliation: Demonic Candidate-]

[-Worlds Ascended: 1-]

[-Physical Attributes-]

[-STR: 4-]

[-AGI: 7-]

[-END: 5-]

[-VIT: 8-]

[-RS: 8-]

(----View Abilities----)

(-----View Items-----)

[--Enter Next World--]

'I should find my limit and get as many Stats as possible. While my reaction speed is good, it is also not the best it could be and something tells me it will be harder to get that one.' 

'I should also learn how to fight. That.. just might be important.'

Ready to face a new adventure with his newfound abilities and objectives. He clicked the enter next world on the screen.

The same process happened: the floor dropped, and he fell through the air. 

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As he saw the ground, he noticed a change in color and scenery. Instead of the dark bricks that surrounded most of the demonic base walls and floors, there was white brick here. 

This one was much less ominous and more inviting. It made one think that this was a welcoming place. It was just a few hours before the light would disappear, so everything was still lit up. There was a similar circle, but it wasn't encased by walls.

'Probably because everyone has the same objective, wouldn't do any good to mess with your own people after all, but that's not necessarily the case for me.'

The landing circle was close to the fortress walls.

Getting closer to the ground Soren saw many things happening and it didn't seem good at all. 

People were running around everywhere. Some were coming back from outside the castle walls, some heading outside in parties of 4-5 with food and water on their backs. 

As he got close enough, he turned around allowing his back to take the brunt of the impact. 

'This is going to suck.'

He crashed into the ground with a loud impact.

Many turned their heads his way seeing who had just come from the lower world. Seeing how he was skinny and only had one arm, they figured he just got unlucky and died fighting early on.

No one harbored bad thoughts toward him, but the situation was intense and they were not going to spend time on helping the new person. Except for one oddly happy guy. 

"Hello there." Said a person in a cheerful voice. He was wearing simple attire and had smaller but defined body.

Soren stood up and responded in a casual tone, "Hi."

He was thoroughly annoyed that he didn't have his left arm. This would make it so much more difficult learning to fight and test things out.

His thoughts went somewhere else because in front of him, a message popped out of thin air. 

[-Quest: Kill No.3 of the Demonic faction 0/1-]

[-Penalty: Remove Gods Plee ability slot-]

"Sorry about the mess going on. Currently, we're recovering from the last demonic attack, so everyone is busy." 

Soren thought, 'A quest to kill someone? If I don't do it, I lose my ability slot. Does that mean I wouldn't have a first ability anymore or it would just take away Gods Plea? How annoying and we are losing in this world too.'

Putting that to the back of his head he responded, "It's fine, but what about you? Why are you not busy?"

"Uh," The person slightly rubbed the back of his head, "You see I am actually trying to recruit people into my party. I plan on scouting the forest. By the way, the names Roz."

For the second time, Soren started to walk in a random direction.

"I see well good luck. I'll be on my way."

"Wait, please join me. I can help you get used to world 2."

Soren smirked, 'Good, I needed someone to get more information from and I need to adjust to one arm.'

'I also need to think about the quest, like who is the No.3 of the demonic faction?'

Turning his head he replied, "Well then, I suppose I could join you. My name is Soren."

"Great! Follow me, I'll show you where you'll be sleeping first. We will leave in a few days after I get a couple more people." 

Walking around the small city, he really saw how bad the situation really was. There were bloodied people being carried to houses for medical treatment. Others were sharpening their different types of weapons. 

It was a sad sight to behold. Most of his first life, heavenly beings or anything related to it were always looked up to. 

They walked for a little while, passing houses, a blacksmith, something that looked like a church, and a similar looking training area. Difference being that there was no one training right now. They were all off either fighting or preparing to fight. 

They reached a line of huts made out of wood. These were in much better condition than the one from world 1. 

Roz pointed to the house in front of him and said, "Here we are, feel free to explore, but people can be grouchy right now, so I'd be careful. I'll bring some food and water back here later too."

With that, Roz ran into the distance searching for more people to join his scouting mission.

Soren was skeptical of these houses now. What were the chances that the one house he had picked contained a deadly paralyzing spider in it? More so, would he live the next time that happened? Was he strong enough?

This time he just barely peeked inside. A little at a time, checking each wall, corner, dark spot, and lastly the ceiling. 

With it looking sufficent and monster free, he entered the small square room. 

There was an empty bucket, a small table, a chair, and a makeshift bed made out of something similar to grass.

"This'll do." 

He sat on the bed and looked at what he was wearing. For some reason he always had something different on. This wasn't the case for other people though, they kept their body's in mint condition and their outfit.

He was wearing a floral tunic, sky blue with roses all around. It was a unique sight in the fortress that was wrought with war-fought veterans. 

He was wearing black linen wool pants and sandals to match the outfit. It really looked like he was going on vacation.

'Wish I had my arm.'

Sliding his sandals off, he decided to get a little nap in before dinner later.