111 A Plan
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After having seen Eleanora’s weapon, I decided to see my own Weapon, Gluttony. After all, when I made it devour the Demon Cores, it gained a lot of EXP and it has leveled twice, a significant increase in power was expected.
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[Cursed Wooden Spear: Gluttony (Rare-Grade): Lv4 (EXP: 1500 / 4000)]
Bonus:
Attack: +35 -> +45
Speed: +13 -> +19
Magic: +7 -> +11
Special Abilities:
Demonic Predation: Can grow stronger by predating in Blood, Spirit Orbs, Demonic Cores, and more. It can grow faster if it consumes the blood of Demons.
Accursed Wounds: Inflicted wounds with this spear might not heal as fast, and rotting would begin faster.
Beast Spirit Summon: Grants the Ability to Summon a Beast Spirit from the Spirit Orbs it had absorbed which will be the embodiment of the spear’s powers. These Beast Spirits grow stronger as the Spear does.
Description:
A Weapon made out of strong wood for its handle and a sharp blade made of iron for its tip. If used by a skilled fighter, it can pierce through an enemy’s body.
After soaking in Demon Blood, it had evolved into a Cursed Weapon.
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And indeed, there it was. It seems that no matter the quality, it still gained the same amount of stats per level. Which is +5 Attack, +3 Speed, and +2 Magic, because it gained two Levels, it ended earning +10 Attack, +6 Speed, and +4 Magic.
A substantial increase in power, it hasn’t doubled in strength, but it certainly acquired a great deal of attack power, and by moving the spear around, I quickly noticed that it became easier to move it around, as if the spear itself had become even lighter. My movements were also swifter.
Is this the cause of its increase in Speed? Interesting. I am always interested and amazed by how these strange mechanics play out in the real world, every number having a true meaning in the real world is something interesting to try out, and rather addictive to see increase.
Was this Lucifer’s intention? To make me addict to these bizarre game-like mechanics? Perhaps this as a whole is a new way to torture people for the sadistic King of Hell and the Prince of Pride.
I quickly decided to leave the spear at the side of the bed, as I sat down over my bed at long last and decided to cover myself in blankets. It was time to sleep. It has been a long day, but I can finally relax for a bit… This human body is very weak, but I am slowly making it get used to constant exhaustion. What I always admired of humans was their adaptability, although they’ve always been weaklings, when you force them to adapt and train hard, they’ll eventually continue growing stronger almost endlessly.
I wonder if this world’s humans are like this? Well, seeing how they’re benefitted by Spirits and Talents, I doubt they have to even put that much hard work if they’re talented from the get-go. However, seeing the people of the town alone had made me realize that they have been working hard for their own strength, many of them were not the most talented, and some of them not talented at all, yet they were still able to raise a spear and fight with it, eventually, they slowly became better at it even without having a Talent related to wielding such a weapon.
These humans… I guess they’re worthy of admiration. As the thousands of years I have lived, I have seen many people before, those that work hard to achieve their goals and accomplish feats that surprise me are always admired by me.
However, despite how this day turned out to be good, the future looks grim. I have to prepare for what’s to come, I can relax tonight, but I cannot relax tomorrow, nor the entire next week, I must train and continue enhancing my abilities… the demons are slowly creeping closer, and the only salvation we’ll ever have is our own strength.
The Duke… I am doubtful he’ll even try to help us. I don’t know what his mentality is, but I can make some guesses, he’s the type of people that cannot value the effort of others, and has lived in luxury so much that he can’t probably even see how things truly are… I don’t know if the gift I will send to him will work, but it can surely give him a scare. As long as I leave a memory on his mind, it’s all good to me.
Things will progressively get worse, defending the whole town seems… unrealistic. The demons are not advancing fast, though, it might take them months or over a year to get into the town, and if we progressively thin out their numbers, there might be some hope to delay the inevitable. However, when things finally happen, I want to be prepared. If things cannot be resolved with the strength I will have by that time, the second plan I have is to run away simply and shamelessly.
I will use the money I’ve been saving to run away with my family and my friends. The rest of the people? Well, I cannot be a hero. I am a realistic person to the bone, if I don’t have the resources to save everyone, I simply won’t. Sacrificing myself is unnecessary, people die, humans have small lifespans anyways, I have lived for thousands of years, I have gotten used to death more than anything before.
As long as I can keep those that are precious to me alive… It is all I truly want. This is why I must not grow… closer to the rest of the townspeople. I have to keep my emotions at bay, so the pain of leaving them behind is not so strong on me. But even now… It is indeed frustrating. If I only could have a fraction of my original strength… Well, I’ll do everything I can to get stronger.
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