One week later I was still in the cell. I found out you can upgrade your stats in another way – exercise, so I have been devouring rat souls and training for the past week.
My status looks like this now.
[STATUS
Name = Damian Abor
Power tier = F
HP = 230
STR = 230
VIT = 230
DEF = 230
[ Soul power ] = 22 ( you get it by devouring souls )
[ Ability ] = Soul devour
*description* = ( can steal the lifeforce (stats) of beings )
[ Ability ] = Soul blast
*description* = ( use 300 Soul power, to fire a blast of energy)
[ Ability ] = Soul enchant
*description* = ( use 500 Soul power, to greatly empower a weapon of any kind )
[ Ability ] = Appraise
* description * = ( can view anyone's stats )
[ Store ] = ( locked – Power tier D, necessary )
It was Monday, I think, something interesting happened when I got my daily rat, I was going to devour its soul like I usually do. But at that moment the guards threw a girl in the jailcell.
She looked at me for a moment and turned away, I looked at her with emotionless eyes, she looked 8 years old, blond hair with lots of bruises. I whispered " Appraise ".
[STATUS
Name = Jessica Walker
Power tier = E
HP = 10323
STR = 10400
VIT = 10200
DEF = 10100
[ Soul power ] = 1000
[ Ability ] = Flame touch
*description* = ( sets anything on fire )
[ Ability ] = Flame blast
*description* = ( shoots a projectile made out of flames )
My eyes widened, I had 2 theories before I saw her status, either she was here because she was an inhuman like me or because she was the daughter of a villain.
It appears it was the second theory, and I couldn't just take her soul for power, she was Much stronger than me, and I wouldn't kill children like myself.
So, I did what I thought would arouse the least suspicion, I ignored her.
But when she got her rat, she looked at it, threw it away and refused to eat it, I just sneered at her.
She looked at me and asked "what?" I looked at her and said, "you'll die of hunger, and if you don't want it give it to me."
She just looked at me and gave me the rat, and I rejoiced slightly, if she continued not eating, she would die and I could devour her soul and my daily rats would multiply from 3 to 6 – helping my power grow twice as fast.
I was always bored so I decided to start a conversation.
"What's your name?" I asked, even though I knew
"Jessica" she answered. "Nice name" I added with a small smile.
"Why are you in a cell?" I asked. "Why are YOU in a cell?" she asked.
I said, "I asked first, answer me". She gave up and answered, "my father is a villain, You?"
"I am an inhuman, 'heroes' killed my parents" I answered with rage.
She looked at me sadly and said "I am sorry"
I composed myself and said "forget about it"