/:| Status |:\
Bell Cranel - Lv. 1
Str: I-82
End: I-13
Dex: I-96
Agi: H-172
Mag: I-10
{UNLOCKED}
—DrE (Dragon Energy): E-300
Magic(s) -
(n/a)
Skill(s) -
{UNLOCKED}
-[SACRED GEAR]
—[Boosted Gear]: Status: F-203
{OPEN}1st Liberation [Full-Basic] [(Greater) Twice Critical]
{CLOSED} 2nd Liberation
{CLOSED} BalanceBreaker (BxB)
{CLOSED} JuggernautDrive/CxC (ERROR)
—Skill(s)
{UNLOCKED}
Passive(s):
-Affinity
-Dragon Energy
Active(s): (cDrE)
-Boost
-Burst
-Explosion
-Reset
—Magic(s):
-DragonShot
(cDrE = Consumes Dragon Energy)
:|: Potential x Passion II :|:
However, the Minotaur charged first, throwing its head forward, aiming to impale the poor boy.
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|:[Dragon x Drive]:|
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Bell's eyes widened as his body moved on total instinct, dodging the initial strike.
[RESET]
However, the boy was simply too inexperienced to remember (one can't always remember everything with one's life on the line; and how's he supposed know? He doesn't fight them on some sort basis) that bulls and the likeness, including Minotaurs, always swerved upwards. That—almost costed him an arm. It was only by the works of Gods that may or may not be watching him that it was only an arm that was only cut.
"Haaaaauh!"
...Still, it didn't stop the poor boy from yelling out in pain. The horn had torn into his bone on the backside of somewhere in his upper arm—Bell couldn't tell when the whole arm felt like it was burning and he couldn't afford to look away from the attacking menace. While being an adventurer, he was more-or-less used to pain, but pain such as his then? That was a totally different ordeal. It even drew some tears to furthermore blur his sight, as he twirled, legs forming a cone shape—barely dodging a massive hand from grabbing him—and slid, as the pain's effect was still distorting his sense of balance, he wouldn't risk falling on his bad arm if he failed to stick the landing.
And, luckily, it was on his good arm. Yet, even still, every time he simply moved, the arm twitched, drawing soundless screams from his body.
[BOOST]
The stomping of hooves caught his ears. The beast was revving up, once more.
OOooaah!
He had no time to dwell on the bleeding limb; he had to move if he wanted to live—he was up against one of the deadliest Lv.2 monsters, after all.
Biting down against his lip to focus less on the numbing pain (due to natural bodily actions) and got his body ready to spring from the ground, waiting for the beast to approach. Bell had finally gather enough information to determine the speed at which it could move, react and attack.
[BOOST]
The Minotaur was certainly fast, not as fast as him, especially when "boosted." However, with his injured arm hindering him, that put Bell at a disadvantage. Furthermore, if he didn't tend to his arm soon... well, none of his actions would matter, if put simply.
...Yet, his morals wouldn't allow him to leave, despite his very real fear.
Sliding underneath the open legs of the tall beast, Bell steeled himself, drawing his knife. Without a second spare, he slammed—not stabbed—the bland knife towards its massive thigh.
Stabbing doesn't make the following noise:
CHHiinK!
...It shattered.
[BOOST]
—Right along his hope of defeating the snorting beast—of surviving—of becoming a Hero. If it were laughing, it would've surely said something along the lines of "That was supposed to hurt?"
The Minotaur approached once more, but, this time, it walked, sensing hopelessness.
[BOOST]
Bell had totally forgotten about the totally useless "Boosts."
The "Boosts" were indeed useless, but only in the way Bell wanted to use it, was it so. Ddraig, however, had different plans, and directed the "Boosts" to the collected energy within the boy and "Boosted" that instead.
He was going to show this boy the true of power of the Sekiryuutei!
[Boy, you have enough power.] Ddraig paused, watching the boy, Bell, flinch harshly, in surprise. That kind of reaction didn't surprise him as fighting with one life on a rather thin line was a rather mindful. [You know that energy you've collected? Try to gather it into a ball before you—But, first—]
Bell's flinch had set off the Minotaur.
OOoaaah!
[Think fast.] He wasn't sarcastic.
Bell's nimble legs and his good arm propelled him off the ground as a hoof charged back to crushing his leg to an elliptical pancake. He held back a yell as he held down his numb arm. How... How do I gather it? Before anything else, he was grown as a simple human farmer, and thus, would have no actual knowledge on magic.
Running slower than before, he gotten a lead on the Minotaur, leading it into a cave of sorts.
[Focus and imagine a ball of energy before you...]
The forgotten Welsh Dragon watched as Bell's white hair mystically floated upward as an aura of energy enveloped his small stature. Ddraig... had honestly forgotten what it felt like to have such synergy between a user and the [Boosted Gear]. Simply, it was amazing watching the emerald energy form a ball so smoothly and quickly regardless of the initial awakening being just moments before, which had also reminded the Legend what he was originally doing. [Launch the ener—]
"[DRAGON SHOT]!"
It happened before he finished.
▂▂▂▃▃▃▄▄▄▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅!
—Wwwwoooosh!
A cloud of dust, rocks and other particles settled.
"...I d-did this?" Honestly, the boy couldn't believe such powers... were his own. It was simply too strong—too overpowered! Such power belong to those in the mid-to-late stages of Lv.3! Getting to Lv.2 took at least a few years, nevermind Lv.3! So, to get such strength, so suddenly, was, to say the least, amazing!
Yet, despite that, and his close brush with death, he still smiled, contented at his accomplishment, which then turned into a wry one.
Ddraig decided to say nothing, analyzing the boy's innocent actions. There was something strange... Just how did the boy know the move's name?
Bell gathered himself to stand, wobblily, still holding his arm. "I ne—... I got to find.. Eina-san, she'll..." Ddraig didn't blame the boy for the sudden black-out. Yet, it didn't help the fact that he was outrageously bleeding.
...Ddraig wanted to help. He truly did. But, he couldn't risk further injuring the boy with another "Boost" to "Boost" his bodily capabilities with the boy's stamina on dangerously low level. Moreover, it would certainly take more than just one measly "Boost" for him to actually survive—and Bell surely wouldn't be able to survive any more than two.
The only thing the Red dragon could do was retain the [Boosted Gear], which would only lessen the chances of monsters to target him, but only just noticeably.
Still, musing in his thoughts, a group approached from the mouth of the cave Bell had led the Minotaur into.
"This is where the source of all that energy burst from..." the short but very young-looking man leading the group trailed off, seeing the small boy covered in repugnant blood. Whether or not if the blood was simply the boy's or of the Minotaur that had been tracking (for they knew it could've been some other monster), they could not tell by smell alone.
The [Sword Princess], however, stared with wide eyes, as such with the rest of the group. The boy before them couldn't have possibly conjured the amount of weird mystical energy they had felt.
However, Ainz was the only to approach the fallen bleeding body, as her innocent curiosity had far out reasoned her sense of caution and awe.
Only when reaching the body, she realized that a [Blessed Healing Potion], a potion made to help with healing such a gaping wound. Quickly, she pulled out her own bundle, which contained only but three high-end class potions, wishing to see the boy awake, simply wanted to know as to what had transpire.
Pulling the boy into her precious lap, she slipped the vital between the boy's lips. With that she grabbed him by the throat, massaging it so the healing drink would gently and smoothly flow into his stomach where it would've absorbed and begin healing him.
Ddraig watched, mused ever so slightly. Perhaps, the Gods did favor the young boy.
Yet, even with the potion, it wouldn't be enough him to survive simply.
"...Riveria," Ainz looked up from the young boy's face, which was much akin to a child's; her face adopted a sad expression, "please heal this survivor."
The motherly elf smiled, albeit a bit sadly, as she made her hurried steps towards them, "It's my duty, Ainz." With that, the woman's expression steeled, as an aura of Elven magic engulfed her being. As the energy reached it's pinnacle, the female Elf outstretched her arms towards the boy.
Fil Eldis
Luna Aldis
—Val Alhiem!
A green glow began to appear around each cut and tear on Bell, no matter how small. The smaller the wound, the faster it closed. Adding in the potion, even Bell's most severe wound mended, noticeably. However, though mended, it hasn't healed completely, as the strength of the flesh and bones have yet to solidify, fully.
"We need to get a cast for his arm." Furthering her analyse, she gestured to the short man, who was obviously a dwarf, "Gareth, could bring me my supplies?"
"—Hestia-sama? Are you here?" A child's voice called out from the entrance of the church.
"Huuah! Bell-kun?!" Blinking rapidly, awakening from her much needed sleep from worrying about Bell, she groggily made her way to the entrance, hope filling her yearning heart. "Bell-kun! Did you find Bell?!" Tears of worry even reached her sapphire eyes.
Finn, the commander of Loki's leading expedition group, started, hesitantly, "We... We have." His solemn words gave off the wrong impression, realizing that, he immediately added on, before the Hestia's precious tears rained. "I assure you—he is alive and healing. All he needs is to rest."
"Oh Bell-kun..." Her hands that was formerly held before mouth in mortification now rested upon her giving bosom in relief. Bell was okay... Bell was okay!
The fluxes of her innocent emotions caused her heavenly powers to manifest. It showered the church in a ray of warm, holy light. The once dead vegetation around the barren church sprung to life, growing to a size of overgrowth, yet, beautiful, nonetheless. And, in the center, the wielder stood, a halo of light shining through the large stained glass enforcing her very presence.
Hestia fell to her knees as happy, relieved, loving tears dripped from her eyelashes. "Bell-kun is safe..." A graceful smile overpowered her expression, when she shut her eyelids, her hands clasped together. A silent thanks was anew in place of a 'prayer.'
Finn, if he were to say the least, was ...amazed.
It was just about everyday that one got to see the powers of a God or Goddess. Nor was it so with such a close bond between God (Goddess, in this case) and "Child." Surely, seeing the powers of a God was enough amaze almost any one! It even made him take a knee with head down. However, what truly made it more amazing was the trigger—their true and honest-to-Gods bond. It was so inspiring, uplifting.
Rising from her 'prayer' stance, Hestia's tone was one of charismatic seriousness, "Rise, Child," she gestured to Finn to rise, her hands leaving the comforts of their counterpart, "Could you take me to my Child?"
Finn... honestly didn't know what to do beside smile awkwardly as he watch the mystifying spectacle play out. Ya' know how he saw the awesomeness of Hestia (Goddess-waifu, he most definitely means)? Well, the personally change was "a straight 180 degrees" was something along the lines he was thinking of, watching.
Hestia had pouched right onto Bell's bandaged body "~Bell-kun!" However, despite that, she was totally aware of his bandages, making sure most of her light weight (she wasn't fat, damn it! Loki could go see Hades for all she cared! Bwwwuah!) was pressured atop his less bandaged but muscled legs.
"H-HuuuuH?!" The white-haired boy sputtered in disbelief, "K-Kami-sama, w-w-what are you doing here?!"
She pulled at his cheeks, "—This—is what you get for making me worry so much, Baka-Bell! Uwwaah!" Hestia played-cried into his nicely-forming chest. "I was all alone!" Her words, while it really had no meaning intentionally, had a great effect on Bell, who blinked, taken aback, almost as if slapped.
...How dare he try and give up, leave his Goddess behind, and fail his Grandfather's teachings.
He was going to become a Hero!
And pick up beautiful girls in the dungeon!
Bell hugged back.
His Goddess' eyes widen as they glossed over in heartfelt tears. He actually hugged back! Hestia swooned, a massive blush over took her face, causing her to hide her flushed face into the blanket covering his lap. However, at the same time, she forced herself not to joyously dance in excitement. "Let's go back home!"
"H-Hey, Goddess—"
Hestia pulled him from the bed, taking a short bow towards the [Pallum], "Finn, thank you for keeping Bell safe for me! Have a great day!" Bell, as always, bowed before he was dragged onward towards the exit. "Tell Loki 'I hate you! Bwwuah!' m'kay?"
"W-What?!" Atop her sole familia member's back, Hestia's hands shook as she gripped her Bell's updated status.
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/:| Status |:\
Bell Cranel - Lv. 1
Str (Strength): I-82 » H-120
End (Endurance): I-13 » I-42
Dex (Dexterity): I-96 » H-139
Agi (Agility): H-172 » G-227
Mag (Magic): I-10 » I-21
DrE (Dra. Energy) I-0 » H-125
Magic(s) -
-DragonShot » (Command Spell) Mana-laced Dragon Energy is compressed into an orb of destruction to be launched
["Dragon Shot!"]
Skill(s) -
[SACRED GEAR]: Evolve depending on user's emotions » [Boosted Gear] » {Longinus (!GODKILLER!) Series}
It houses the spirit of the Welsh Dragon or "Red Dragon Emperor," Ddraig alongside the past host (Crimson Emperor).
{"Age of Heroes (Second-Coming)"}
-Status-
{OPEN}1st Liberation [Full-Basic] (TwiceCritical) » Gains the Abilities Lesser Affinity, Draconian Energy, Boost, Burst, Explosion, Reset
{CLOSED} 2nd Liberation » Unlocks the Ability Transfer, Penetrate, Affinity
{CLOSED} BalanceBreaker (BxB) » [ERROR] Unlocks all Past Abilities—under the Welsh Dragon's consent
{CLOSED} CxC » ERROR
Skill(s)
Passive(s):
-Affinity » Attracts the heart of the opposite gender and wraith/attention of the strong (Draconic)
-Dragon Energy » Allows for the generation and use of dragon energy (Stat = DrE)
(DrE) Active(s):
-Boost » Doubles all the user's base stats/power every 10 secs at the cost of stamina. When Boosted Power isn't used to the fullest, it is stored as Dragon Energy
-Burst » Drains user's increased power when user reaches their physical and/or magical limit
-Explosion » Greatly empowers user with Dragon Energy for a short moment of time
-Reset » Collected and 'unsaved' energy is drained when damaged
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W-What is with that Affinity ability?! Bell is mine! Mine! Forgetting Bell was under her, Hestia slammed her palms onto him in anger and jealousy, totally not worried about the other half of the questionable ability... Or any another part of the description. Not at all.
"K-Kami-sama?" Hesitatingly, Bell questioned his Goddess' action.
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|:[Dragon x Drive]:|
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Vorpal: "Hey look, I actually updated! Happy? ~Hahaha!"
...Towards the end, the quality of writing may or may not have changed, since it was redone multiple times over due to power surges (don't ask).
Last chapter's note left some spoilers that I forgot to remove. However, it doesn't seem like anyone noticed... I'll keep it there, cuz screw it.
And "my golly," ain't Hestia one helluva character. Too many tropes in one person, doesn't matter if they're a god or not. So, if there was any OOC-ness, then, "meh, I tried (not too hard)."
Edits: Hey, edited a little~ (Dec. 12/29/2K16)
Reviews:
I appreciate the comments! It made me get this out a little faster with the motivation.
Jack vile Ripper: ...Of course?
...Explanations of "stuff" below for those who are curious...
This may or may not be canon.
General Levels/Tiers of (most) items, including those of weapons:
(Tier: Info: Example)
Omnipotent: Seemingly Omnipotent: n/a
Divine: God-class weaponry: Zeus' Lightning Bolts
Godly/Ungodly: Deeply Infused with a God(s) Power/Blessing: Hestia's Knife
Heavenly: Made from the Best of Materials and Blacksmiths: Hephaestus Top Rated Weapons
Blessed: Embedded With A Spirit's Blessing (often a [Magical] item at the same time): Many Elven-wood items
Magical: Contains Magical Properties (Varies the most): Crozzo's Magical Weapons
High-grade: Made from Boss/Mini-Boss or High-grade materials: Dragon "King" scale items
Middle-grade: Made from Middle-level items: Mino-tan
Low-grade: Made from Low-leveled materials: (New Age) Combat Knife
Rookie: Made from Rookie Blacksmiths: Guild Provided Equipment (Basic Equipment)
Base: Made From Simple Earthly Materials: Kitchen Knife (Mama Mia's Pub's knives don't count)
Remember, things can ALWAYS vary.
(Better) Example: High-grade Godly Dagger/Knife = Hestia's Knife
About Riveria's chant: ...I couldn't find the spell's chant, and simply used the name.
"Have a Nice Day!"
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