Silence and darkness. That was what I had been surrounded by, and quite frankly, I wasn't all too happy about it. I was never a fan of quiet places, nor was I a big fan of the darkness. Even when I was a teenager I hated it. I could've sworn I always saw things shifting about in the darkness back then, and it always gave me goosebumps and made it hard for me to sleep. Although, looking back at it, maybe that was just my overactive imagination.
Either way, that still didn't change my current view on the matter. Darkness still scared me, and silence even more so. When there's no noise, I find it incredibly hard to concentrate and overall, keep my composure. Even if it's the occasional dripping of a leaky faucet, I don't care what noise is being made, anything beat dead silence.
One of the two by themselves I could handle, I was strong enough to admit that. I could go a while in the suffocating darkness or in the dead silence I hated with every fibre of my being. But both? Nah, that wasn't it, chief. Hell no.
Unfortunately for me, I was dead, and this was apparently my fate, so there wasn't much I could do about it.
"Well… this sucks," I muttered to myself as I looked around. There was nothing around me for what seemed to be miles, and therefore I had nothing to do. What made matters worse was that I felt like I was swimming in inky darkness. It was almost like I was stuck in a void. To make matters even worse, or at least, embarrassing, I was nude. The only saving grace I had was that I had no genitals, nor did I have anything to give off the fact that I was any kind of gender.
That… was interesting. At least, in my opinion. It opened up a lot of questions about what was a human and what wasn't. And it also led me to think about what that meant.
Was this the basis of what a person was? Of what a human was? A genderless slab of skin, muscle, and bones with arms and legs? I mean, technically speaking everyone started out like that, but to be that way even in death? That… was actually kind of cool.
And, the more I thought about it, the more I began to question what exactly was going on. I had been floating around here for what felt like hours. Almost as if I was stuck in a transition between one place and the next.
"Heh… it's kind of like pausing at a character creator screen…" I thought, closing my eyes whilst I drifted about aimlessly in the void. Wouldn't that have been cool? Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. But, just for the sake of curiosity….
"I wonder… what would I shape myself to be if I was given the choice…. Heh. Oh, but how to start this little thought experiment off…. I know! I should treat this like a Pokemon game! "Hey there stranger, my name is… uh… I dunno… call me Sam! Now, tell me, are ya a boy or a girl?"" I chuckled to myself. God, this was so stupid…. "Well, jeez, I dunno. I mean… I was born a guy in my past life, but I always felt… odd. I didn't like it. So… you know what, fuck it, I'm a girl!"
[Acknowledged. Gender Selection complete: Female]
My eyes shot open whilst I jerked upright, looking around to figure out where that voice came from. Much to my shock and confusion, there was nothing. No one. There was no one around at all whatsoever and it freaked me out.
"Uh… hello? Who's there?" I called out, and as I looked below me just to figure out where the voice came from, in case it had been from below, I was greeted with a face full of breasts. They weren't that big, all things considered—in fact they were puny, but that wasn't what I was worried about—and I could fit one of them in the palm of my, for some reason, small hands, but the fact of the matter remained…. "Why do I have boobs?!"
[You selected your Gender as Female. I granted your wish, User. Isn't that what you wanted?]
There the voice was again. I was sucked back out of my confusion at my sudden acquirement of breasts, back to the confusion of where the hell that voice was coming from.
A voice that called me a "user", whatever that meant.
"Who's there!? Who are you?!" I called out, only to be met by silence. I was starting to grow frustrated, and I was about to start shouting in frustration when after what felt like a few hundred years, I was finally answered.
[I am X-2, your System, User. But, you may refer to me as Xeno.]
I blinked. "System… as in… that strange fanfiction trope? What the fuck?" I was so confused, that… didn't make even a lick of sense. And it caused me to question absolutely everything. Well, that was hyperbole, but the point still stood. "Systems… are real? I thought they were just a trope used in fanfiction!"
[No. We are real. My boss advises we should speed this up. Currently, you are creating your avatar to use in your new life. Now, please, User, move on with the next selection to make. If you want, I can give you options?]
I was a little taken aback. Holy shit! This was real! This whole system thing was real! Not only was it real, but I had one! I was a fucking Gamer! The implications of that were so goddamned insane that I had to stop to really think about what I was going to do.
I've read plenty of Gamer fanfiction in my time—hell, I even wrote some too. So I knew exactly what I wanted. But, at the same time… I had no control over my fate. My choices were just that, choices, and it wasn't like I could go back and change them. This was my body. My perfect body. The one I wanted to shape in my vision of what I truly wanted to be.
For a split second, the horny side of my brain prompted me to give myself huge tits, thick thighs and a massive ass. Sex appeal was a powerful tool, and it could easily be used to gain a massive reputation in whatever world I found myself in.
But, the sensible side of me slapped the horny part of my brain. Firstly, massive tits would cause killer back pain, so no. Thick thighs were good, but too much of a good thing would become a hindrance. And finally, the massive ass was just going to become cumbersome. I mean, sure, having an entire bakery for a rear was a charming idea, but the amount of sweat that would create is just… ugh, no thank you!
I looked over my already assigned assets. My breasts were small, around the size of my hands. The first thing that went to my mind was "Loli" and I felt a shiver of disgust claw down my spine. "Uh… can we make my breasts a little bigger?"
[Very well. There are five settings to choose from. Setting 1 – Child, which is already selected. Setting 2 – Pre-Teen. Setting 3 – Teenager. Setting 4 – Young Adult. And finally, Setting 5 – Adult.]
I didn't even hesitate to pick setting number four, which was "Young Adult." The moment I did, my breasts grew to double the size of the palm of my hand, and they became more prominent. They weren't the size of beachballs, nor were they smaller than I had hoped them to be, but they were big enough to where I didn't look like a literal child.
I could still see my stomach region by looking over them, and as far as I was concerned that was good enough for me. With that out of the way, I rubbed my hand on my right thigh, trying to judge how curvey I was, because from the angle I was given, there wasn't really much to gauge from.
Much to my disappointment, I had absolutely nothing. I was as thin as a stick in that regard, and I was not happy about it. "Hey, uh, Xeno? What are the options for thighs?"
[Setting 1 – Barely anything, which is currently selected. Setting 2 – Slight definition. Setting 3 – Regular definition. Setting 4 – Feminine definition (Recommended). Setting 5 – Sex Appeal definition]
"I'll go for the recommended setting," I stated. As soon as I did, the effects were instant. My thighs grew about two inches out, slimming down toward my knees in a perfect curve. A small smile threatened to form as I felt myself up. "Oh, I like this. I like this a lot."
[Would you like to set your rear size to Recommended as well, User?]
"Yes, please," I replied. When the words left my mouth, I felt the change. My left hand reached for my rear, and just as I suspected, it was the perfect curve as well. It wasn't too big, nor was it too small. There was enough there that it would jiggle should I shake it, but not enough to where it would jiggle just by moving.
A floor appeared just underneath me, shocking me as I felt something underneath my feet. It felt great to be standing up. Now I didn't feel like I was floating anymore. The floor was grassy, which felt really great between my toes. It was even a slight bit wet, and I always liked the feeling of damp grass between my toes. Better yet, it wasn't cold either. So double points for that.
When I looked in front of me, I was greeted by my reflection in a mirror. And, much to my horror… I was bald. I jerked back, shock-dressing my rather cute face, which allowed me to distract myself from my current baldness. My cheeks were slightly rounded out, my chin was also slightly round, and my eyes were a tad bit bigger than mine were in real life—almost like I was in some sort of anime.
Although, they weren't their usual colour. They were a shade of black. And I wasn't too fond of black eyes. They seemed… soulless to me. But, beyond that, I was bald.
"Uh… Xeno? Why am I bald?"
[Because you haven't selected your hair type]
"Uh… Chin length…? Anything but bald, please!" Much to my appreciation, my hair grew out immediately. My bangs started curving around my face, stopping just before my chin. Then, afterward, the rest fell down to my shoulders, covering up the ugly baldness I had just moments ago. It was dark and flowing, as well as clean.
I turned my head from left to right, the small smile from before actually coming to my face this time as I observed my hair. It wasn't clumped, nor was it greasy. It was nice. I liked it. I liked it a lot. When I turned to face the mirror, I also noted that my eyes brows came in, too. They were thin, and just like my hair, they were black.
"So, uh… I take it the default setting for hair and eye colour is black?"
[Correct, User]
"Well, in that case…" I muttered, drawing into my mind, "Well, let's think about it this way. Black eyes are bland, and last I checked it is extremely basic. Any self-respecting Gamer would want to look flashy—to stand out in some way or another. Hmm… but what colour would I want to draw from? Black hair isn't too shabby, so I have to find something to match it…."
I hummed to myself. What would match with black hair? The only four colours that came to mind were grey, silver, red, and yellow. Running over my options, I immediately disregarded the colour grey. Grey was a nice colour, but I didn't want it as my eye colour. Maybe for painting my nails, but most certainly not for my eyes. It was the same issue as my dislike for black. It was too basic, and shifting the scale over just a little bit seemed too bland for me.
The next option I crossed out was silver, and it was for the same reasons. The only thing separating silver and grey was that it was a tad bit brighter, and that was it. Plus, it was easily mistakable. My countless hours of watching and re-watching RWBY were more than enough to prove that to me.
And so, that left me with two options: Red and yellow.
It was a hard choice. The colour theorist in me screamed to pick red because red often signified power, courage, and leadership. But it also drew out negative emotions like fear, rage, and terror. And what more was there to being a Gamer than that? Besides, yellow often signified caution, trepidation, and cowardice. There was no way in hell I was going to be assumed to be a coward. Not while I was a Gamer.
With that in mind, I made my choice, "Xeno, change my eye colour to red, please."
In the blink of an eye, no pun intended, my eyes changed from black to red. My pupils were still black, but my irises were red. There was a kind of symmetry with that. Black pupils, red irises, and short black hair. Turning my head to the left and right to check each angle of my eyes out, I felt a sense of pride wash over me, "Oh, yeah, that's what it's about."
"I think that's all for my body. Now, what about clothing? Should there be anything I know before I make my selection?" I asked, to which Xeno immediately replied.
[Yes. The world you will be sent to is currently within the year 1912, two years before the first world war. It is of note that you will be sent to Japan, as that is where the higher-ups have already determined you to go.]
"Alright…" I drawled, scratching the back of my head. 1912 Japan, the Taisho era. For some reason, my mind was drawing a blank. It sounded familiar, but for the life of me, I just couldn't remember why. Either way, I knew I had to do something traditional. I couldn't just waltz up in a shirt and jeans and expect people to know what I was wearing, nor expect any non-judgmental looks.
I also noted my appearance. I was a foreigner, what with my distinctly North American appearance. And back then, Japan was very xenophobic, to the point where every and all foreigners were looked down upon and treated like crap, even worse than what they were treated like in modern times. I wasn't about to change my nationality because of that, though. The upside with the Taisho Era was that hunting wasn't outlawed, so that meant I could fend for myself, build my own house, and all that other stuff.
So, in other words, I wouldn't really need to interact with the people. Sure, that was a downside, because connections were rather important, but you know what? That honestly didn't matter. Not for an introvert like me.
"Alright, in that case… give me the base default outfit for that era, please. Uh… specifically for my gender."
[Alright, User]
Immediately, I was covered from head to toe in clothing. I felt something snug against my body and when I looked down, I was draped in a pink kimonowith white flower-like patterns. When I looked behind me, I was greeted with a sash tied in a small bow, kept in place by a bright red ribbon. I Looked down at my legs, and I saw a pair of wooden sandals, with my feet covered in bright white wool socks.
My hands weren't completely eclipsed by my sleeves, which was good, but the sleeves did hang down fairly far, around about an inch deep. At least it wasn't ridiculously low, like some I saw online. I felt my hair, and when I did, I noticed that it had been done up in a bun with a small bright red ribbon keeping it in place, which I knew about thanks to the mirror in front of me.
I took a peek under my kimono and saw that I was wearing a white woven shirt with a v-neck hole, and below that were a pair of black panties. I would complain, but someone would have to lift the whole lower half of my ankle-long kimono to get a peek at "the goods", so at the very least I wasn't exposed.
[Is this to your liking, User?]
"Yeah, this will do as a basic outfit. If I want to wear anything else, I'll either buy it from a local merchant or vendor. If I can't do that, I'll make it myself," I replied, rolling my shoulders. "Now… what else do I need to do before I set out?"
[Pick your race]
"My what?" I thought. Before I could ask, two options appeared in front of me.
[Human]
[Description: Your standard, everyday human. With this race, your stats grow at an average rate. As a human, you also start with neutral karma for everyone, with the exception of one group in particular.]
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[Demon]
[Description: Demons, unlike humans, are physically stronger, faster, and more durable. With this race, your stats grow at an above-average rate. As a Demon, you also start with negative karma for everyone, doubly so for one group in particular. On top of this, you cannot go out in the daylight, lest you burn up in an instant. To make up for that, you are practically immortal, and you gain heightened regeneration—more so than you would already have with access to Gamers Body. You will, however, be forced to listen and obey the rule of The Demon King]
It was at that moment when I realized just what world I was about to hop into. I wasn't about to hop into some regular-ass world that was in the early 20th century. There was a reason I was going to Japan. There was a reason why I was being given this option.
I wasn't going to any regular old world.
I was going to Demon Slayer.
"That explains a lot…" As I looked over my options, as much as I was tempted to pick Demon off the rip, there was one thing stopping me from doing so, and that was the little bit about me having to obey The Demon King, aka Muzan Kibutsuji, aka the Micheal Jackson rip-off.
Don't get me wrong, not being able to go out in the sun was a bummer, but for increased stat growth and better regeneration that I would supposedly have had with Gamers Body, I wouldn't have given even a quarter of a shit. That being said, I wasn't one to bow down to anyone. So, I selected the only other option. I picked Human.
[Race selection complete: Human. Please select your Class]
[Brawler]
[Berserker]
[Bishop]
[Knight]
[Martial Artist]
[Mage]
[Necromancer]
[Swordswoman]
[Wizard]
[Witch]
The options presented to me were a little on the basic side, it was still a surprisingly difficult choice to make. Even with the knowledge that I was going to be in the world of Demon Slayer, the magical options stuck out to me. Mainly because I was curious as to why there were so many. But, I had a theory.
Bishop was known for Holy magic, and could potentially prove useful for the Demons of this world. Mage was a standard everyday magic caster—a jack of all trades, but master of none. Necromancers were, well, necromancers, not much there to explain. And Wizards most likely were better with elemental magics. Although the Witch option was a little strange. I guess black magic was probably a thing, so maybe that was what made it different from Wizard. At least, that was my assumption.
Even so, a swordswoman was the obvious choice. But, at the same time, that would require me to get up close and personal. And on the off chance I run into a Demon, I would rather keep my distance. Blood Demon Arts weren't common amongst fodder Demons, but keeping my distance is better than not keeping my distance.
Not only that but as I previously said, I was not going to let myself be ruled by anyone. And for as much as I respected Kaguya Ubuyashiki, I meant that. I took orders from no one. Even in my past life, I was vehemently against authority. It was why I never got along with any of my employers or teachers.
So, as stupid as it was, I decided to forgo Swordswoman. And under that same logic in terms of getting up close and personal, I disregarded Brawler, Berseker, Knight, and Martial Artist. That left me with Bishop, Mage, Necromancer, Wizard, and Witch.
Mage was basic, so I immediately disregarded that. Don't get me wrong, Mage was a good class, but I wasn't about to be both a regular human and the most basic form of magic user out there. I might as well have put "boring" in big, bold letters on my forehead.
Bishop, while interesting, had hands in Religion. I was a stalwart agnostic in my previous life, so while there was a chance of Holy Magic being super effective against the Demons here, I wasn't about to betray my beliefs just for the chance at a better set of abilities.
Wizard, much like Mage was interesting, if not basic. But unlike Mage, if my assumption was correct, elemental magic would be easier to master and use. However, there was one of the two options left that made me not pick it.
Necromancer just felt wrong. I'm sorry, but as cool as it is to summon my own army of the dead to fight for me, it was just that, summoning an army of the dead. I was disrespecting them by raising their corpses from the ground, and that was assuming they even had their consciousness, to begin with. I was in the firm belief that necromancy was evil, so I was not going to pick that. Besides, I had too much respect for the dead.
Finally, there was Witch. If I were to be frank, it was just Wizard but it most likely came with access to Black Magic. And, what was under that? Necromancy—which I would never use as per the reason stated above, but I digress. Basically, it was the most optimal option to pick. And while Black Magic was a tricky subject, it wasn't as morally bankrupt as just sticking with necromancy.
And so, I picked it.
[Class Selection complete: Witch. What is your name?]
Out of all of the things to do, I completely forgot to say my name. I guess I was just so excited about the idea of being a Gamer that I had entirely glossed over that. Resisting the urge to smack myself for that blunder, I quickly realized that I couldn't use my original name. It was a guy's name, not a woman's name. And not in the kind of way that it could be used for both genders.
You tell me, did Jacob Blackmore sound like it could be used for a woman? No. No, it could not.
I was going to keep Blackmore, as that's a family name, but Jacob had to go. It took me a minute to figure out what to replace it with, but after a quick test of repeating it to myself in my head to see if I felt like it would work, I decided what my new given name was going to be.
"Jessica Blackmore."
[Name Selected: Jessica Blackmore. Character creation complete, here is your BIO]
[Basic Information]
Level: 1
Name: Jessica Blackmore
Age: 19 (Same as Age-Of-Death]
Sex: Female
Gender: Female
Sexuality: ?
Race: Human
Class: Witch
[Stats]
HP: 50 [0.5 Hp regen per second]
MP: 50 [0.5 Mp regen per second]
Atk: 5
Def: 10
End: 7
Mg Atk: 10
Mg Def: 15
Crit: 0.5
Mg Crit: 0.5
Char: 1
Luck: 1
Exp to next level: 100
The screen in front of me was a sight to behold. While my stats were… well, they were pretty garbage. But, then again, I was just starting out, and I was at level 1, so what was I supposed to expect? Although, there was one thing that was bugging me.
"Uh… is there anything else to that? Or is that all I have?"
[This is your Stats screen, Jessica Blackmore. Give me a moment while I get your ability screen]
A moment passed, and just like Xeno had said, a small list of abilities appeared before me, and it was what was to be expected for a new Gamer to have.
Skill – Gamers Mind (Passive), Lvl: Max – Allows the user to logically and calmly think things through. Allows the user a peaceful state of mind. Negates all mental attacks, as well as removes all mental disorders from the user if the user has any, to begin with.
Skill – Gamers Body (Passive), Lvl: Max – Provides the user with the ability to live throughout life as if it were a video game. Example: Physical damage such as cuts, scrapes, bruises, gashes, and broken bones regenerate instantly upon being acquired. Severed limbs take time to regenerate, and all bodily harm is calculated and transferred into HP damage. The user also has unlimited stamina. After sleeping, the user will regain all HP and MP lost instantly without having to wait for it to naturally regenerate over time. Note: If at any point your head, brain, or heart is removed from your body, you will perish, as you are Human.
Skill – Observe, Lvl 1 – This skill, once activated, slows down time and tells the user the targets HP and MP. It also tells the level of the target and gives a short description of it. [100 exp till Level 2]
"I don't know what I was expecting, but hey, at least I can regenerate, even if it really doesn't mean anything considering I still take damage, and my regeneration rate for my HP is kind of sucky. Again, though, I'm level 1… It's bound to get better as time goes on, right?" I sighed, dismissing the screen. "Is there anything else, or can I start now?"
[Two more things must be done before your adventure begins, Jessica Blackmore. First, you will pick the first magic tree you wish to explore, to which you will get the starter spell for it. Afterward, you will be asked to pick a trait. Once this is complete, your new life shall begin]
And, just as Xeno explained, a list of different types of magic appeared that I could currently speck into for the time being.
[Earth]
[Water]
[Wind]
[Fire]
[Nature]
[Light – Locked until Lvl 20]
[Dark – Locked until Lvl 20]
Right off the hop, two options weren't available to me until I reached Lvl 20. Which, considering it was light and dark magic, that made sense. My guess was that dark magic was black magic, and light magic was holy magic. Starting off with either seemed overpowered and while it made me want to kick myself for not picking Bishop, as I stated prior, I wasn't about to shrug off my beliefs for more power.
That being said, Earth Magic, Water Magic, Wind Magic, Fire Magic, and Nature Magic weren't all that bad either. All were solid choices, and all of them were worth thinking about choosing, starting with Earth.
Earth was, assumedly, good for defensive magics. And as the saying went, the best offence was the best defence. But, in a world where most super-human threats weren't exactly in my way so long as I didn't search them out, having defensive magic wasn't exactly something that I was all too keen on having. After all, I wasn't exactly looking for a fight unless I absolutely had to. So, that was a nope from me.
Water magic was next, and immediately I turned it down. Now, I know it sounded stupid to outright ignore it, but hear me out. When the most dangerous threat to me was a Demon and a Demon Slayer, both of whom had reliable defences against being drowned, why on Earth would I pick water magic? Demons didn't need air to live, and Demon Slayers could hold their breath for long periods because of their breathing training. And that wasn't even considering Total Concentration Breathing or its Constant form. Once again, that was a hard pass.
Wind Magic was immediately after that, and while it took care of Demon Slayers because Wind was oxygen and oxygen was air, meaning that eventually, I could just pull the air straight out of the person's lungs, effectively making them useless, so, once again, it fell to the Demons. Demons, as previously noted, didn't need air to live. And because I wasn't exactly planning on becoming a Demon Slayer, chopping up a Demon with high-pressure winds wasn't going to do jack shit for me. So while one was dealt with, the other was decidedly not.
That left me with two different options. Both of which were effective against the two threats that I would most likely face during my time in this world. Fire magic, and Nature Magic.
First off, Fire was deadly. Really, really deadly. Both Demons and Demon Slayers were weak to it. Why? Well, for Demon Slayers it's pretty obvious. Fire is going to hurt anybody. It doesn't matter what breathing style they use, fire burns them all the same. Not to mention the smoke from the fire will choke them out long before they become a real issue. And as for Demons, well… what exactly is someone going to regenerate from if their whole body is nothing but a pile of simmering ash?
The only reason why I was hesitant to pick fire was because of the lifestyle I was going to lead. Taisho Era Japan was extremely xenophobic, so my best bet, at least for living's sake, was staying in the woods hunting and building my shelter. Fire would only cause harm to my environment, and with the woods being so densely packed, it was a death trap waiting to happen.
That led me to Nature magic. Nature was a scary place, namely due to its natural poisons. For example… Wisteria Poison. You know, the thing that prevents Demons from properly regenerating? Sure it took a while for it to be useful, but it would prevent regeneration. Not to mention it could give me access to healing people. Don't get me wrong, brute force was always fun to use, but sometimes thinking of others is good too.
That, and poison is poison. Any kind of poison would work on a human, even Wisteria. The only person that I'd probably have to worry about is Shinobu, and even then, by the time I'll fight a Hashira if I ever have to fight one, I'll be so physically strong and durable than any kind of blade that she uses is going to be useless against me.
At least, I hope so, anyway.
And so, I chose Nature Magic.
[Magic Selection, complete: Nature Magic]
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Spell – Razor Leaf, Lvl 1 – Allows the user to summon razor-like leaves out of thin air and throw them toward an individual for physical damage. 5% chance to cause bleed. Costs 5 Mana to use. [100 Exp till Level 2]
Quite useful, and also an amazing starter spell. The bleed percentage, while low, would still prove useful as time went on. Granted, it would only work on humans, but considering there were more humans out there than Demons, I was betting on Razor Leaf to help me in the long run against them more so than it would against Demons.
[Please Select Trait for Witch Class (Note: these will all reappear as you level up, so do not feel pressured. You will also gain more options for Traits as time goes on)]
[Child Attractor – Children naturally trust you, no matter what your reputation is, and it is hard for them to hate you]
[Hermit – Living far away from civilization brings you comfort. All spell costs are reduced by 50%]
[Magically inclined – Spells level up 5% faster than normal (does not stack)]
[Animal Whisperer – Animals are friendly toward you. Yes, even carnivores]
[Foodie – No matter how much you eat, you will never gain a single pound]
While I was a little put to ease with the fact that all of these traits would become available to me, that still didn't change the fact that all of these choices, except for the first one, were interesting and useful to some small extent.
Hermit was the best for the lifestyle I was planning on leading, but then, as it came to my attention, I would get far too used to it when out in the city, and that would cause major issues. Animal Whisperer was useful all around. Foodie and Magically inclined were just useful all around. I didn't pick Animal Whisperer because I was going to be hunting most of them, and if they all automatically liked me it would hurt for me to put them down.
That left Foodie, and Magically inclined. The latter was better than the former because while the former was good all the time, the latter would get extremely useful as Exp requirements got worse and worse. That 5% decrease in exp requirement would go from pathetic to insanely useful. The only downside was that it didn't stack.
That being said, I still picked Magically Inclined. Nothing was going to stop me from picking it. And besides, as the pop-up said, I was going to get all the other traits eventually along with more in the future. So it wasn't as if these traits were gone forever.
"Now… is that all?"
[Yes. Would you like to begin your adventure now, Jessica Blackmore?]
"Yes, I would," I replied. And the moment those words slipped out of my mouth, I felt a heavy drowsiness wash over me, and just like that, I faded away from the land of the conscious.
[And so, you live again. I wonder what you will bring to this world? Will you bring it death? Prosperity? Subjugation? Or perhaps… you will leave it alone? Only time will tell, little one]
-To Be Continued-
So… I'm starting another Gamer fic. Now, I know what you all are going to ask of me, and the answer is no. Gamer Of the Multiverse isn't going anywhere, this is just something fun for me to do on the side. Although I will say this, this IS connected to it. Just not in the way, I think you all are assuming it to be. For those who don't know what I'm referring to, perhaps you should check out the aforementioned story to gain some sort of context.
That being said, I'll see you all in the next chapter. Peace!
