That night I had arrived just in time to greet my mom and help prepare dinner, however I accidentally cut myself on one of the cutting knifes and took a full 13 points of damage to my HP. But it left no cut or blood so my mother didn't notice. After we had eaten, I went up to my room and started studying. In curiosity, I decided to stay up all night to see if my Gamer's mind or body limited or negated the need to sleep like a normal character in an RPG.
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The following morning
I looked at the closed english textbook in front of me. Over the previous night and up to now, I had been reading ahead of the class to level my only domestic skill Bilingual Learning.
All of the training yesterday had amassed to two levels to my Mana Strike and four levels to my Unarmed Mastery. The continuous pain to my fists had also granted me a skill called Physical Resistance that now sits at Lv3 and grants a 7% reduction to physical attacks. The continued study of English had raised my Bilingual Learning to level two and my English to level fifteen.
I looked over to my alarm clock and saw that I had about an hour before school started. Sighing, I leaned back in my chair and stared at the sunlight streamed in through the crack of my curtains. the dancing yellow light dimmed and throbbed as clouds passed the sky and the sun continued rising. It was beautiful, it was breath taking, it was… interrupted.
A blue window popped up in my line of sight,
Quest:
The Early Bird
Description:
You are awake before even your mother, cook her breakfast for a change and bring a smile to her face!
Success:
Gain 1 Lvl in the Cooking skill. A large boost in relations with Mom. 300 Exp.
Failure: Gain the Cooking skill. A small boost in relations with Mom. 100Exp.
Accept?
[Y/N]
'Even stuff like this could be a quest?' I sweatdrop. 'But, a new skill is always good. Plus, mom has been growing more distant since I became a Freshman, alright, the xp doesn't hurt either.' I hit Y and stand up to start making breakfast.
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Onions, eggs, butter, some pepper, a bit of salt, and 15 minutes later.
"Jee-Han?" I heard my mother's voice call out drowsily. "Honey, what are you doing up so early, and what's that smell?"
With a final flip, I complete breakfast and set hers on the table. Turning, I watch her walk down the stairs. "Good morning Mom!" I call out to her. "I woke up early today, so I decided to make you breakfast." She smiled as she walked into the dining room.
Sitting there, on two plates, were crispy, golden, cheesy omelets filled with the love and affection only a son could have...and some orange juice. She turned and gave me a great big hug that literally squeezed the air out of me; then she sat down as I discreetly closed the notification of my Winded status affect.
As we sat down and ate, thoughts flew through my head on my new situation in life and how much happier our family has been since dad came home. Even though mother didn't tell me why he left when I was six, or why he left again last month, I know that he loves me and my mother and that wherever he is, whatever he's doing. He is my Father…
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On the rocky hills and mountains of the Sierra Nevada's, a metaphysical storm was brewing. A figure moved across the land. Following the storm as it brewed and periodically reaching into the air above it with glowing hands, crystals of solidified energy leached away the core currents and jetstreams of the Warped energies and sealing them in pocket dimensions.
The figure's body was well hidden in the depths of a white robe and cowl. If one were to look just right, they could make out the eyes and hair which glowed with the depths of an Abyss…
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I walked out of my house with a smile as I went, sighing only once I realized I had to go to school for 8 hours before I could use my new power again.
I looked to my left and saw my friend Sun-Il standing there, looking like a strungout yakuza with his dopey hair, and smiled. Even with this large change in my life, I am graced with such a loyal friend.
And so we walked together, chatting about our new teacher and good old times when we enjoyed the freedom of children…
