[Nikyeon Alloy]
It was a strange type of metal powered by mana, able to take on different shapes and forms and instantly solidify into an unbreakable weapon. It was so unusual that it took the protagonist's [Saintly Sword]—something I would have stolen if I wasn't sure it would reject me—to kill the leader of the attack in that arc.
"Alright, where am I now?" I muttered, having stepped far from civilization—well, not civilization since they were all dead, more like settlement. I was now deeper in the forest part of the kingdom, probably on the route to the nearest one.
It's been two days since I came here, and I don't see any hope of getting to the capital. My greatest fear is running out of LP in this secluded place.
"Status," I muttered.
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[USER STATS]
NAME: Amael (Undead)
AGE: 17
LEVEL: 16
POWER LEVEL: 49
BLOODLINE: [*******][UNSTABLE]
BLESSING: Lithmious
QUIRK: Null