Lq840i- is it possible for him to gain accelerators vector manipulation(repel energy and objects,compress wind enough to make a plasma storm, can reverse a person's blood flow on contact)
It's not op since if you're brain isn't developed enough you're a vegetable because sound uses vectors as does sight and touch and taste so he would have to use it sparingly until his intelligence was high enough
Good rewrite I hope you choose a certain build the mc goes with(like a actual game where choosing certain skills lock away others)rather than a clusterfuck of op skills
Answer - Nope. That's an anime ability, and that's not applied to Alaster's gear, which is highly tuned and geared for game abilities.
Sorry about that.
As for the Build for my MC, I'm going for like a close range, followed by range and then a magic build.
moops - started at age 17 then age 16 then age 15 lol. I would also make it so you don't show everything every time on the later chapters only the brief overview like in the beginning and only mention something when you need to describe it. we dont need 4k overview of everything and 500 words story.
so far so good it's a more expanded gamer ability.
Answer - Noted! And Actually, AG stands for Agility. Since there is confusion about it, I'll be changing it to Agi now.
Chapter 2 - Humble Beginnings (2)
The Next Morning
If there are days that Alaster could thank the Lord, despite being Atheist, much to his Mother's own disapproval, those days would be a Saturday and a Sunday. Why do you ask? He could really, really elaborate so much about the good things about those two days that by the time he is done you probably might have died of boredom, like when you sit in your teacher's class for an hour and hear him talk about stories of how he wrestled a beowulf to the ground, but for the sake of this chapter, and possibly the Author's own Budget (Which he us saving for Diabolos Structure Deck), might as just give you the one reason.
Games.
Plain as simple
You do remember the addiction that he has to games?
Whenever the weekends roll in, the first thing that Alaster would do to start his day would play a game on his phone (Fate/Grand Order) whilst cooking his breakfast like French Toast or Mushrooms. Once that simple task is done, he would upgrade from Phone to T.V soon after, playing anything from both of his consoles from Modern Warfare to the new Halo 5, which in his opinion, is an insult to the franchise itself. Obviously, he wouldn't just lock himself in all day and play as many of his games as humanly possible, he has a social life ya know! Now that's just low-thinking coming from the audience; old and new.
As of right now, he is doing just that; Alaster munching happily on his French Toast as he used one hand to move his Cod III Character into a corner, hoping that no one would find him there as he finishes munching on his french toast before cleaning his hand with a piece of tissue.
"How the fuck are we even losing?" Alaster muttered in slight anger and possibly shame as he stared at the screen; more importantly the score figures of 35:50. Good god, it's like as if he has bad luck or something, and unfortunately, this is a recurring theme that has happened to him alot during gaming. They were doing so well when the first 10 minutes began, and now 5 minutes later this shit happens, and Alaster right now, just wanted to just get up and take a walk outside.
"We were fucking winning 10 minutes ago! Why the fuck are we fucking losing right-Aww fuck! Fucking noob stabbed me in the back!" Alaster raged when his character was suddenly stabbed from behind. He hid so perfectly behind the bushes damnit! And this also happens everytime he tries to hide on a map. If this sort of things works for people like Vanoss, then why the hell can't it work for him!?
He really must have bad luck
Or its just a bad day at the office for him.
But then again, he did saw a Black Cat walk across him this morning while he was taking out the trash….
Before he could think on that a blue box appeared in front of him, catching the young gamer's attention of its contents.
[Patch Notes 1.1]
[Click to open]
"This thing updates and maintains itself?" Alaster spoke out in surprise. That's really unexpected.
Well, at least he is learning some new things about his powers. He clicked on the arrow, making the list of patch notes appear in front of him, allowing him to read. (Patch notes found at the end of Chapter)
"Wow, that's a lot of adjustments and fixing," Alaster said amazed, as he scanned over the patch notes once more. A big changer in his opinion was his storage capacity and the Enchant option. His storage capacity took a major drop; from 500 max to only a few considerate amounts of storage slots, and he can only create more storage slots through either levelling up or using equipment i.e a bag, to help increase it. Now that's smart, but then again the drops that enemies would leave behind after they die, he has a snarky feeling that this isn't going to be enough for them, and he's guessing that he will be receiving another Patch Update that would address the Storage once more. Also, the Echant option is now separated from the Crafting and made as an independant button; should make things easier now.
Another thing to note was that his [Luck] can now be affected by outside sources of bad luck i.e Black Cats walking across his legs, some old man casting a deja vu on him. Alaster didn't even believe that single patch note at first until he fucking checked it, and guess what he found...
[Luck: D-][Black Cat: 5.34]
That of course
He doesn't know what his luck looked like before the Black Cat struck, but he's pretty sure it was nowhere near a fucking D. That's why he is losing his match, it makes sense now, and the fact that it'll last for 5 mins, is bullshit.
He returned his gaze to his T.V, only to find that the match is over and that his team had lost. He instantly raged once more
"FUCK!"
"I am so not going to play a game when my luck gets affected like that ever again" Alaster grumbled angrily, as he finished washing his plate, and the utensils that he used to cook his food.
Sighing, as he calmed his temper down; an unfortunate trait that he inherited from both of his parents, he placed the pan that he used to cook his french toast; which was clean of burnt remains and coconut oil onto the drying rack. Once done he got a dry cloth from under the sink and began drying the wet area around the sink of any water that splashed onto the side while he washed, and when he finished doing so he squeezed it and placed it on a small wrack hanging near the sink.
"Now that everything is done" Alaster muttered happily, dusting his hands "Now to enjoy a little jog around town, and maybe pass by the school and give the middle finger to the students and say; Bitches I'm free for the fucking day!"
Before he could even begin to move his phone began to ring. Taking out his phone he found that he was getting a skype call from his father, who was currently undergoing a business errand in the Netherlands.
"Wonder what my dad wants" alaster muttered as he accepted the call, the image of his dad appearing soon after. "Hey dad" Alaster greeted his father
"Hey son" his father responded "How are things looking over there?"
"Everything's fine" Alaster said back "i'm sick unfortunately and I have to stay home for the day to get better"
"Oh you're sick?" his dad asked him. He sounded as if he doesn't even believe his son "Or your just saying that so that you can stay at home and play your games"
"Dad, I'm actually sick" Alaster gave his father a deadpan look "Want me to go to the toilet and take a nasty shart, just to prove my case?"
"No I'll pass" His Dad shook his head "How are your grades going son? I hope you weren't slacking off"
"You know I don't" Alaster responded "Sorta" he said that last part in his head "I'm still getting good grades and all, just don't start pestering me about it. Its annoying and unbearable" "Especially with mom" he internally said that last part in his mind. Why are they reminding him of getting good grades when he's basically getting good grades all the time. It's annoying to hear.
"Well that's good to hear" His Dad nodded happily "Make sure you study well, or else how are you going to go to college and become a Doctor?"
Hearing that last part Alaster couldn't help but sigh internally at his father for mentioning that to him, anger slowly building at the mention of the word.
A Doctor.
Only problem about that is that he never wanted to be a Nurse to even start with. He wanted to be a Game Designer for crying out loud! Not someone who, as much as he like to help people, creating games and making them function is his passion, and his parents won't allow it from him! They think that as a Game Designer you won't be making that much money, nor that you won't be able to get a job out of it. Boy, first of all as a Game Designer, you earn a lot of money! On Average, a Game Design generates 68,000 a year, but a very good one, will create 125,000; that's almost enough for him to pay most of his entire mortgage if he wanted to, if he ever had his own house to live in to begin with.
He had always wanted to be a Game Designer; the thought of creating your own games, to watch them grow, to create that game's story, lore, characters and world; whether it is Fantasy or not. Game Designing gives him a chance to even communicate and befriend new people who share his passion for the art, and yet his parents do not even want him to become one; either wanting him to be a Nurse or Doctor.
He one time went to an Open Day at a college called Pulse; who heavily specialise on teaching people the skills required for the Course. The College were more of a PLC type, than an actual College, something that he was totally glad to happen. So he went to that open day, and learnt some things about the course and when he went home to talk to his parents about it, all they did was berate him on his "Piss-poor" decision choice, telling him that it was "Terrible" and "Hopeless" and that he should pursue a different path.
He would never forget that moment
Why couldn't they just let him choose what he want to be?
Why won't they allow him to walk his own path instead of forcing him onto another?
So many emotions running wild in Alaster's head that he just at this point wanted to break down and cry and shout at them for this despicable bullshit that they've placed upon his shoulders, and on his own life.
As if sensing his wielder's anger and growing rage, his Gear took upon itself to activate a temporary Passive; Calm on its holder, allowing Alaster to quickly calm down.
"Alaster?"
Alaster sighed internally and answered back his dad "Im fine, listen dad I need to go now" he told him "I'm off to Gym. Gotta go grab them gains" he lied to him with a smile. His father accepted his lie, without even knowing that it was and nodded
"Alright, take care son" With that said his father ended the call. The moment the call ended said emotions rushed back to him full force, and despite the Temporary Passive Skill, it wasn't enough. Alaster had to put a hand to his face in order to stop himself from throwing a raging fit as he attempted to calm down his temper. Sensing that it wasn't working his Gear quickly increased the calming effect of his Passive Skill, and the action prove to be successful as it had calmed Alaster completely
After a while he removed his hand from his face, before glancing back at his phone's screen, lingering anger in his eyes.
"Your such difficult parents to understand you know that" He muttered angrily, glaring at his phone before sighing "Fucking Bakas"
At this point his Passive Skill ended with a box appearing to notify of that, surprising him
"Bit Sentient aren't ya?" Alaster exclaimed, looking at the box. "Thanks, I guess"
He glanced over at the clock that hung on the kitchen wall and sighed once more. Screw a jog around town, he's just gonna play some Battlefield 1, just might be able to help him relieve himself of his stress and anger.
Later…
After a while of playing Battlefield, Alaster decided to call it a break on the console for a while and turned his attention to the very most important thing of the day, possibly his life at least.
His very first Mission; to be specific, today he'll be doing a Story Quest
Opening up the screen of his power once more, he quickly found the Quests and clicked onto it, which brought him to his list of Quest Options.
"Now before going to my first Story Quest, might as well have a look at my Daily Quests" with that he clicked on it and he was greeted with a whole list of quests to complete for the day. To say there is a lot of small jobs and errand for him to complete under a 24-hour time limit could be questionable, but the rewards that they give is really nice; with an example being him photocopying his assignment for music
[Daily Quest: Complete your Music Assignment][Reward: 20 XP, 1 GC]
"Hmmm, perhaps I'll do that quest later after I'm done with learning the ropes of my abilities" Alaster decided, now switching to from Daily to Story Quest with a few mental commands. With the Quest in front of him, and the Y/N option hanging below the Quest description, he pressed "yes".
As soon as he pressed yes, another blue box appeared, instructing him to go to [Instance] and select [Tamriel]. Alaster did just that, and as soon as he did, a portal suddenly appeared in front of him.
He couldn't help but let a grin appear on his face.
"Well, let's get this party started!" He instantly jumped into the portal
Instance #1 - Tamriel
A Portal soon opened up on the other side, and Alaster emerged from it, only that he didn't successfully did a good landing; with him landing on his front instead on his feet.
"Ow…" He moaned in pain. he quickly got up and dusted himself, and once completed he began to take note of his surroundings. He was in a dark, cold area, stone walls surround him on either sides. Rusting Chains of various sizes hang over him, and he could say that they looked ready to drop from the ceiling on him at any moment. The only thing that gave the area that he was in visual sight was the floating blue crystal that float in the middle of the room, providing moderate visual sight.
"Is this….the Wailing Prison?" Alaster raised an eyebrow, surveying his surroundings. He heard about this place from Issei who play the game once while he visited his home. This is where new Players; Vestiges as they call them would start as they learn about the game and its features. Perhaps this serves as a tutorial guide to show him how the ropes really work
His vision was once again greeted with the sight of the blue box appearing before him.
[Choose Alliance]
"So it really modeled this Profile after the actual game" Alaster surmised. He wonder if it's gonna be the same as in the actual game, or if it's gonna be different than it by a large amount.
Ebonheart Pact
Daggerfall Covenant
Aldmeri Dominion
"Alright so these are my options huh" Alaster muttered. Maybe he should have read up a bit more on Elder Scroll Lore, in order to familiarise himself with the whole concept of its world. He hadn't played games like Elder Scrolls yet, as he was always busy playing the more popular games like Black ops III or Battlefront II, maybe he should free up his time to play other games besides the popular ones. After much debating, he finally choose his Alliance; the Daggerfall Covenant.
[Choose your Class]
DragonKnight
Sorcerer
Nightblade
Warden
Templar
"Hmmm, DragonKnight first" Alaster chose. The moment he chose his class a bright flash engulfed his form and when it died down, he found himself now clad in leather clothing, befitting for a new player like himself who is starting the game. Another bright flash happened, and he found himself no longer in that cavern, but was now in a dark, cold cell; a recognisable scene, courtesy of Issei who showed the game to him once.
"Well it does goes by the game" Alaster looked around, taking in his surroundings. There was pretty much nothing in this cell, apart from the already present bones of the dead people that laid scattered around his cell.
Another blue box appeared before him
Profile Stats
[Alaster Haradra]
[Race: Human]
[Affiliation: Daggerfall Covenant]
[Lvl 1/0 - 100%]
[HP: 300][MP: 100]
[Atk: 20][Def: 15]
[Agi: 15][SP: 200]
[MR: 12][SR: 10][HR: 20]
So it's not just taking the stats from his own stats, but has also combined certain aspects of the game as well. It should make things more easier to understand without him needing to look up much information on how the system works in ESO. After looking at his stats he then went and check on the [Interface System] of the game. With just a few mental commands the Interface box of said system appeared before him.
Empty
Everything's empty, well he's not that surprised, considering that he has only started accessing this Profile and Instance, it is to be expected that he will begin with, absolutely nothing and would have to work hard to earn all the good shit that this Instance has to offer.
Other than that he won't be seeing those empty soon enough, cause he knows what he will be doing for the next few days. He switched to his Inventory, and like the other screen, found nothing under the different headings of the Inventory.
"Well guess I'll have to start somewhere" Alaster muttered.
He was disconnected from his thoughts when Alaster heard a clunking sound of someone hitting a metal object against his cell door, followed by a voice that told him to get out quickly before the guards arrive. He looked up from his screen to see that an Argonian; reptilian men basically had unlocked his cell door for him before rushing off to who knows where.
Well that should make things a lot more easier. Besides, he can't do lockpicking to begin with. Alaster emerged from his cell and went down the same direction as the Argonian had went. As he went down the path that the Argonian had gone down, he was joined by other escapees who were running more quickly than he is, which Alaster found funny enough, well maybe because he is in no rush whatsoever. He then arrived at a cavern, which was larger in size than the area where the prison cells were located. The cavern contained some already looted chests, some weapon racks, which were also looted of their weapons, two large tables and some chairs, and laying on the table were various low-level weapons. Approaching the table, he found that the weapons were an Ice Staff, a Sword and Shield, and a Mace.
"I'll take the mace" Alaster chose, grabbing the mace. He nearly dropped it as a result of its weight, but was quick to get a proper grip on it. He really wasn't expecting it to be that heavy. Too bad the mace wasn't two-handed, he preferred weapons like that. He also took the Ice Staff and the Sword and Shield, storing in his storage, just in case he ever needed it, not that he would be needing it anyways.
Once done he followed the prisoners once more in their attempt to escape, following them through a door into the next area. It was in this next area that he was met with his first enemy. From within a pile of bones located at the far end of the cavern, rose a skeleton armed with a short blade. The appearance of an enemy triggered his Gear; which instantly began scanning, identifying and storing the data acquired into the [Encyclopedia]
[Skeleton Warrior]
[Lvl 1]
[Atk: 10][Def: 0][HP: 70]
Alaster grinned, as he hefted the mace up onto his other hand. This should be easy, since it lacked any form of defence, makes it easier and faster for him to kill it. He approached the undead warrior, and the undead warrior approached him. Once in striking range, the skeleton swung its weapon at Alaster, but due to its length, it the attack fell short as Alaster took a small step back, the tip of the blade missing him entirely. Swinging his mace he smacked.
Alaster swung his mace, smashing the blunt end into the side of the skeleton's skull, dealing significant damage, cutting its health in half. He would have finished it off with his second attack, but he had to dodge in order to dodge a stab to the abdomen. This gave him a clear opening in swinging his mace upwards, knocking the undead into the air, its skull severed from its connection with the rest of its body.
[Skeleton Defeated: 10 XP]
[1% - 100%]
[Heavy Weapon Skill increased to Level 1]
"That was easy" Alaster smiled, adjusting hid grip on his weapon. Seeing as the Skeleton began to degrade away, he didn't think that there would be anything to loot from it, but then again, since when did Skeletons even drop loot? They don't even have pockets for crying out loud!
Checking to make sure that he didn't miss anything, he pressed forward, wanting to get the tutorial over with so that he may actual start creating his DragonKnight build.
It wasn't long until he came across more Skeleton Warriors, only this time they were more of them, and as of right now they are currently ganging up on a very tall woman fending them whilst armed with only a broadsword.
"Holy crap she's tall!" Alaster thought in his mind, and then he began to get a bit annoyed at that single thought. NPC, or not, it doesn't even make sense as to why he hasn't grown tall yet, like his height hasn't even changed since he was 14 for god's sake! And people call him short, well that's because their gowing a bit to fast! Not that he would say that to anyone.
But anyway, height aside he entered the fight scene, declaring his presence with a swing of his mace into a Skeleton's arm, snapping it out of its socket before swinging the mace back in the opposite direction and this time knocking its head clean.
The sneak attack got two of the remaining four's attention, as they both divert their attention from the woman to face the new threat that had appeared. It was to say the least pretty easy. Dodge, attack, dodge, attack, that's all it took for them to be defeated.
"That's the last one" Alaster announced, kicking the skeletal corpse, making sure that it won't be making signs of getting back it. Once satisfied that it won't, he turned his attention on the woman that he saved.
As he said before, she was tall,very tall. If Alaster could guess she stood at least at a height of 6'6 if he's guessing right. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. She wore black clothing and was armed with a broadsword in her hands, as she eased her grip on her weapon.
"Are you ok?" Alaster asked the woman, in which she nodded back
"Yes I am ok" she responded "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been easily swarmed"
"Ah, it's not like the game, but rather made different so that I can easily interact more with the NPCs" Alaster realised, as he was expecting her to say what she said when the Vestige meets her for the first time. He was glad that the Interactions with NPCs are structured and designed differently, possibly by his gear's work. If it weren't, then he's gonna have an awkward and weird moment, which kinda reminds him of a recently released movie now that he thought about it; Jumanji it was called.
"You appear to have more muscle on ya, then any of the other prisoners" She noted "That's good to see. More tougher foes will be approaching, so please, arm yourself with something else if you have to" She pointed to some discarded weapons a few feet from her.
Alaster would have followed her advice, but decided not to, as the Mace is enough for him, and not to mention with him now equipped with the Shield, is an added bonus.
I am "Lyris Titanborn" She replied back "It is nice to meet you"
"Nice to meet you too" he greeted back. He would have introduced himself if it wasn't for the arrival of said foes arriving at the scene; More Skeleton Warriors for them to bare. Alaster got into a stance; shield in front ready to brace and his mace out ready to strike down any that dared to attack him, and soon enough one Skeleton Warrior was brave enough to attack him head on; jumping up into the air, sword raised for a downwards strike.
Alaster quickly blocks the incoming attack with his shield, before swinging his mace to swat the Skeleton in the face, knocking it to the ground.
He quickly twirled around and bashed his shield into the next Skeleton that tried to jump him, knocking it to the ground before raising his mace up and swung it down smashing its skull into fragments, and granting him more Exp for his profile. The Skeleton that he swatted to the side attempted to sneak up behind him and stab him, but luckily his shield managed to catch the incoming blade, diverting the blade and instead of burying into his back scratched it. Alaster gritted his teeth as he felt the cold blade scrape his clothing and cut into the skin, his vision instantly flashing red, notifying him of heath lost, but the damage wasn't severe.
[HP: 300 - 8 = 292]
Gritting his teeth, he bashed his shield into it's skull knocking it to the ground before stomping his right foot into its skull, crushing it. He turned around, expecting for more enemies to charge him, but found none, as his fellow prisoner had already taken cared of them with her sword. She hefted her sword up onto her shoulder and turn to face Alaster, who also hefted his weapon on his shoulder.
"I thank you for helping me" Lyris thanked him in which he nodded
"Your welcome" Alaster nodded. "Guess I owe ya"
Lyris nodded in response "I need your help. There is another prisoner here that is imprisoned here. We need to free him"
Alaster nodded, obviously playing his part, like a pretender to the throne would. "What can I do to help you?"
"There is an armoury not far from here. We can properly arm ourselves with whatever weapons and armour there is. The Prophet is currently being held in the Towers of Eyes.
"Alright, lead the way then"
END
Patch Notes 1.1.
Storage reduced and can be increased through equipment and level up (+5 extra storage for every 5th level reached)
"Enchant" now has a subcategory of its own.
[Main Menu] [Enchant]
[Enchant]
Weapons
Armor
Items
[Interludes] can now only be unlocked when reaching a certain Bond Level with a member of your Peerage.
The Stat [Luck] has been added and can be affected by outside sources i.e Black Cats
MR = Magicka Regeneration
SR = Stamina Regeneration
HR = Health Regeneration
Agi = Agility
I made the Wailing Prison level a bit different than what it should be, hope that it didn't confuse you all a bit.
Still bugs/angers me that my Parents wont let me pursue the path that I want, and it's getting frustrating with each day passing by.
Anyways! Hope you enjoyed this Chapter, and if you have any questions feel free to ask me via Reviews or PM.
Don't forget to have a look at my friend Indecisive-san's story; Player of DxD. Great read! Would recommend it to anyone.
I will still be updating A Simple Gamer's Life, but will also be updating Overlord of Monster Girls as well, and after that The Seventh Overlord and the release of a new story in Summer.