Huxia: Screwed Over By Gods
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With +1 to all stats, I felt a little stronger. But to be honest given my current condition, there wasn't much to go with. I could hear them stomping above me, searching and tearing apart whatever was left of the great hall in their hunt for me. They knew I was here, they all had a scent and a confirmation that a living human was hanging around this place. And with how frantic they seem to be searching for me, it seems they were hungry.
{Hide has leveled up}
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That was a surprised, but I really didn't know how to use the so called hide skill, other than to hide. The system or whatever it's called, was not yet back from communing with it's makers, so I was left here, feeling desolate and alone as my tears dropped from my eyes. I felt so alone, and empty. I thought about my family back on earth, I could picture the faces and feel their worry, especially when they come into my room and can't find me. If I can't go back home, what then, would I have to continue living like this.
{Night Vision Skill Has Been Generated}
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Suddenly I could see a little better. I was no longer in pitch blackness as before, but rather I could make out shapes and the general direction of things. But I'm not sure if this was a good thing or bad thing. Everything I looked at, every shadow I saw, just seemed to spook me in more ways than one. I was completely unsettled and couldn't focus, so I moved back until my back was against a wall.
{+1 to Night Vision}
{+1 to Hide}
I was surprised by the screen that showed up, but at least it gave me something to focus on for now. I think I got the basic gist of it though, as long as I kept on performing the actions that had to do with the mentioned skills, they will keep improving, and getting better, until they reach another level. This really is like a game, but also a lot like real life, only easier. If you practice a certain skill for a long time, you become very proficient in it, and that's what's happening right now.
It made sense to me, but now there was something else I had to make sense of. And that could only be done by asking a question, who the f**k is Leon An Khel, and where the f**k am I and why in Gods name am I in his body? And it was very convenient that I had memories to answer all these for me.
Leon, was a special breed of human. He was black, and unlike earth there was no prejudice against them in this place, this world. This planet as a whole is called Huxia, and it has four continents, each ruled by a powerful sect. At least it used to anyway. This was a world of cultivation, of understanding the essence of the world and using that understanding to strengthen the body, the soul, and the mind. And also from that understanding, you would receive the power to subdue and control the elements, become one with beasts, and even become immortal.
The four continents were ruled by four sects, the Sun Seeker Sect in the east, powerful masters of yang related cultivation and martial arts. When it comes to the sheer prowess of battle, not many can match them in a straight fight. They can fight beyond and above the level and scope of strength.
To the south was the Live Giver sect; they're not really one for battles, but they were inventors, Scientists and doctors. They made pills, and weapons, and technological advancements that relied on the essence of heaven and earth. I would say this world had technology as advanced as earth, only it was a little bit crude and more fantasy like than science.
To the north was the Golden dragon imperial sect. They served as both an empire and a sect, with the emperor being the head of the sect. They were warmongers, fanatics with grand delusions of one day taken over the entire of Huxia, and they had the power to back it up. They were really powerful body and essence cultivators, and had numerous diverse skills that would most certainly give every other sect a run for their money.
And to the west, was my sect…..Leon's sect. The Celestial beast sect. This group of people were merchants, masters of the trade and the best at what they did no less. They were wealthy and quite influential, and practiced an obscure method of cultivation unlike any other on Huxia. They cultivated their strength, by bonding with the souls of beasts, gaining unique and various special abilities and immense physical prowess.
Leon lived in this world, and as an ancient human no doubt. A race a humans believed to be born with above average grade talent in cultivation, and a unique physique and bloodline to match. Their power and capabilities vary from individual to individual. But their most telling quality was the color of their skin, and that was them being black. As such they were a commodity to some, and a treasure to others.
The previous Leon had been a treasure of the Celestial beast sect, in fact he was already married to the daughter of the sect head, and had a master he was a little too close to. Everything was working fine for him, until they were attacked.
They never knew who their enemy was, where they came from, or why they were attacked. But even with all of their strengths, the Celestial beast sect, fell on that day and became nothing but a wasteland. And with their fall, the special forest that they've been cultivating, protecting and which also served as a natural barrier for their sect, swallowed the grounds of the sect up. And the beasts that the disciples once hunted, now became the hunters and sect their hunting ground.
{Night Vision has Leveled up to 2}
{+ 1 to Hide}
I could see much clearer now, but not enough that I could actually move around with ease. I noticed the rough outline of a jar beside me, and as convenient as it was finding it, I didn't come from a place or people who were known for being meticulous and careful with their discoveries. I uncorked the jar a end brought to my nose, And sniffed a bit and almost had the urge to gag at the familiar scent.
This was alcohol, and a very strong one to boot. But with how hungry I am, it's not as if I had much of a choice but to drink it all. Until my night vision gets better, this was my only mode of sustenance. And so I took a deep swig but swallowed slowly to lessen the effect of the burn. I don't drink, and neither did Leon, but I've the displeasure of tasting alcohol too many times to count. And all at the behest of my peers.
I leaned my back against the wall again and just wallowed. I had no idea what I was supposed to do next. I didn't even understand what was happening saying I was way out of my league and depth of understanding would be an understatement. I was like a fish that was just taken out of the sea, and thrown into the Saharan desert. With not a body of water in sight.
{The Game World System offers it's sincerest apologies to host. As of the moment the host was taken from his home world, he has ceased to exist within his own reality. Memories of your name, and the name of the people who knew you would fade, as names have more power than most would expect. The council of transmigratory, reincarnation and otherworld summoning gods have decided to not interfere in your life and as an apology have prepared a apologetic beginner package gift to help you survive in this world. As of this moment onwards, you're one else, but Leon An Khel, Would you like to open gift package.}
I would have cried some more if I had anymore tears to cry. I understood exactly what was happening here, some stupid gods messed up with my life and upset the very balance of things. But instead of helping me, they're abandoning me, leaving me to my own devices. What a joke, what sort of gods are they? At this point I was not sad or upset, I was angry, so angry that I started drinking the jar of alcohol in my hand with a fervor not unlike a man who has had his heart broken.
{Would you like to open gift package?}
"Yeah! Sure! Go ahead and open the f*****g gift! And then leave me the f*****g hell alone! Arghhhhh!"
{Opening gift Package…..package opened.}
{Host has received +10 stat points and +20 skill points/ The skill Appraisal, the skill cure/ and the talents heightened memory and hyper learning.}
{Mission: increase one skill level to 10} {Rewards: 5 skill points and +1 to all stats.}
{Time: 5 minutes 10 seconds} {Penalty: Death}
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