Disclaimer: Novel artwork is currently under commission. If the Copywrite holder wants the current cover removed, please let me know. T.T ----- In ancient times, the ancient world Elantra was silently going about her business, passing her days leisurely. Alas, she was discovered by the gluttonous Covetians who accidentally discovered a weird wormhole which led to this mysterious space with weird space-time laws. During their brief stay of 20,000 years, her native lifeforms were enslaved and herded like livestock. During those 20,000 years, she was forced to the brink of destruction. Rather break than bend, she resolved herself and self-destructed with the intent of burying all the vicious intruders. During her attempt, the planetary seeds were scattered into different pocket dimensions, awaiting the day they would be reunited. ... Follow Alfred Gibbs, a fellow who died as unlucky as he lived. An unfortunate soul who died from the latest pandemic in Toronto. As he by his only chance of luck, was transmigrated to planet Rivellus, one of the many seed worlds belonging to the distant and dormant Elantra. Will he battle his way to supremacy during the advent of the Parallel Games? Or will he succumb to the will of the world and have his soul assimilated because of his status as an outsider?
Alfred returned to the mansion with his items in a metal basket that was floating behind him. He hurried back to his room to sort his goods and see what he could do with his inventory.
He first tried putting an ordinary suit of clothes complete with boots and a hooded jacket into his inventory. They could hold, no problem. However, when he put five complete suits of clothing in it, the inventory rejected any other clothing article.
'Five is the limit? Isn't that a little too stingy?'
He then tried putting his new gear into his inventory and they also went in just fine.
'From the looks of it, the protective vest doesn't count as clothing.' Alfred surmised.
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[Anything that increases the host's attributes are no longer considered cosmetic]
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'Attributes? Then why can't I see it with the help of the system?' Alfred asked doubtfully. Generally, being able to see the attributes of one's gear would be natural once they had a system.
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[These items are too low-leveled, and I don't want to waste my time]
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'System, that won't do! If I can't see the stats of the gear, then how am I supposed to select the gear that best suits me?'
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[Fine]
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Alfred signed in relief and felt excited. With this, being able to select the strongest gear available would brutally excite him.
He took out the new items from his inventory and started checking their stats.
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[Name: Darkwyrm Stinger]
[Type: Short Blade (Weapon)]
[Grade: Blue (Ordinary)]
[Properties: ATK +45]
[Durability: 99/100]
[Description: A short blade made with the techniques of smelting and basic assembly. The blade is made from a mixture of tungsten, black iron, and carbon steel alloys. While the handle is made from the scales of a stage 3 Darkwyrm Python]
[Remark: Looks good but is worse than a low-grade toothpick]
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'45 ATK? Wouldn't that more than triple my current ATK? This is really good?' When he saw the stats, Alfred was naturally happy. And he had two such weapons.
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[Didn't you see the remark? This weapon is garbage. It used materials from a stage 3 beast and high-level metals, but only gives stats equivalent to a stage 2 item]
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'Isn't 45 ATK a lot? Plus I have two such weapons. Isn't that good enough?' Alfred asked doubtfully.
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[For the current you, maybe,]
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'Then how much is 45 ATK worth?' Alfred asked again.
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[It's the equivalent of 4.5 Strength]
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'Ah, so 1 STR is worth 10 ATK.' Alfred understood.
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[...]
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Alfred hurriedly checked the other equipment to see their stats before trying them on.
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[Name: Basic Bulletproof Vest GFv3]
[Type: Cuirass (Armour)]
[Grade: White (Ordinary)]
[Properties: DEF +18]
[Durability: 40/40]
[Description: A basic bulletproof vest made by weaving together graphite fiber version 3 and the skin of a stage 1 Greybeard Panther Wild beast]
[Remark: Very fashionable, perfect for cannon fodder]
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[Name: Darkwyrm Stinger]
[Type: Short Blade (Weapon)]
[Grade: Blue (Ordinary)]
[Properties: ATK +38]
[Durability: 82/85]
[Description: A short blade made with the techniques of smelting and basic assembly. The blade is made from a mixture of tungsten, black iron, and carbon steel alloys. While the handle is made from the scales of a stage 3 Darkwyrm Python]
[Remark: Looks good but is worse than a lower-grade toothpick]
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[Name: Swimming Dragon, Diving Crane Rope]
[Type: Rope (Auxillary)]
[Grade: Black (Ordinary)]
[Properties: VIT +3, STR +9, DEX +2]
[Durability: 200/200]
[Description: A rope made from the tendons of a stage 3 Gold Horned Viper and encapsulated in graphite v3. It was tempered to its limits by a skilled craftsman which caused it to contract to a third of its size and boost its elasticity and ductility]
[Remark: Surprisingly good for a low-grade item]
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As Alfred looked at the rope, he felt that it was a pity. The value of the rope was really high, but it's not something that he can equip at will and use in combat.
Sigh!
'If these stats were on the dagger or vest instead...'
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[Indeed, that rope is surprisingly good]
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Beep! Beep! Beep!
While he was busy checking the stats, he heard his com-link buzzing.
"Hmm?"
"Hello?" He answered curtly.
"Good evening Yong Master Alfred, the Marshall asked us to send these to you."
A blonde-haired beauty's face showed up on his screen.
Alfred opened his door to collect his package and saw the beauty. She had on the standard blood-red military uniform specific to the Blood Legion led by his father.
Her blonde hair was tied up in a bun with a black hairpin stuck in it. She had on a serious look, without the trace of a smile. Fortunately, her beauty could not be hidden behind her serious visage. Her thin eyebrows had a natural glamorous curve above her Phoenix-shaped eyes topped off with her hazel pupils. Her small nose and sharp lips even stood out more than her eyes. Such a cool Beauty.
As he was still playing the part of a young 6-year-old, he didn't dare look down any further. But from the bottom of his eyes, he could see huge peaks pointing up at him.
As a hot-blooded young man on the streets in his late twenties in his past life, he was naturally wild and adventurous. What sorts of beauties had he not seen? But what was this? Do women in different worlds have to be so different? Since he got to this world, all he had seen were his mother, aunt, and the various random maids and soldiers who just couldn't compare. Even when he didn't know that Janine was his aunt, he didn't have much desire for the other sex because children don't really have such hormones at such an age. Not to mention, that he was busy thinking of other things.
Yet, now that he had relaxed himself such a scene appeared in front of him. Such temptation! But what could a kid achieve? And with what tool? The woes of an overly stimulated child!
It took Alfred all his willpower, not to make a fool of himself. He could only pretend to be calm and collect his delivered items.
"T-Thank you!" He almost shouted.
Seeing the strange fat kid's behavior, she almost broke her persona with a laugh. She smiled lightly and waved at him before turning to leave.
Seeing her finally getting ready to leave, he could no longer hold himself back. His eyes dipped as fast as a shooting star.
Voom!
The view in front of him was indeed impressive.
(Omitted)
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A/N: Let's be mindful of our female viewers ;)
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Watching her retreating silhouette with a deep sense of loss, Alfred returned to his bedroom without even checking the items his dad sent him.
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[Aren't you a little too young to be so "stimulated"?]
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'Leave me alone.'
Alfred tried to calm himself for a while but to no avail. He finally made up his mind and went into the washroom.
(Omitted)
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