After maybe five whole seconds I exit the pit. I'm greeted by a bright beautiful world with lush green forests, vast sparkling oceans, and towering mountains. It is truly a wondrous sight to behold... Too bad I'm witnessing it from the god damn tropopause. "HOLY MOTHERFUCKING, STEAMING HOT CAT SHIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!" These words are torn from my mouth as I plummet towards the ground. (Damn it, I'm freezing and I can barely breath) This is undoubtedly Rignaths' fault, he probably thought it would be funny and rake in the veiws. That said, I'm the main fucking charachter so there is no way Rignath would just kill me. Suddenly I remember he metioned my stats, so I yell "Status screen!" but nothing happens. My eyes open wide as I scream the words in my head with tears in my eyes and suddenly a blue stat screen pops up.

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Name Jon Sizlash Age 20

level 1 Health 39/39 regen .001/sec

Class None Mana 40/40 regen .01/sec

Title(s) The Chosen Stamina 40/40 regen .1/sec

Stats

Strength 35 inteligance 40

Agility 35 wisdom 45

Dextarity 40 Endurance 40

vitality 39

unassigned Stat points 0

Skills

Super Hero Landing Level 1, 0%

 magic renforcement Level 1, 0%

magic missile Level 1, 0%

sprint lariet Level 1, 0%

Identify Level 1, 0%

Equip Level 1, 0%

Equipment

regular shirt regular sneakers regular pants

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As I Look at my stats I'm impressed, I hope they're considered high. Though I can't help but be dissapointed by my health and manna.(Oh well, it's probably just a result of my low level) And what the hell happend to my age? last time I checked I was in my mid forties! (Damn it rignath, it's hard to hate someone who gives back your youth) I shift my gaze to my skills and like what I see. 'super hero landing sounds like what I need right now', I mentally click it and another screen pops up.

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Super Hero Landing:

If you find your self falling from higher than 15 meters your magic will passivly be used to cusion your organs and to strengthen your bones so that you may land safely. Upon landing the magic in your body will be progected into the ground creating a massive shock wave, the diamiter of which will equal the hight of your fall in meters. Note: manna and stamina cost will increase depending on speed of decent with a max of 30 manna and 30 stamina

Curnant Cost: max

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I'm astonished, the human body has a terminal velocity of 53meters a second (give or take a couple of meters depending on things like if you're belly to earth or diveing head first) to reach teriminal velocity you must fall roughly 450 meters. Said fall takes around 10-14seconds, and I've been falling for 30seconds or so. (If I'm right my fall will take a grand total of 1minute) The worst part of this though is that I have to take the express landing in order to survive, and said landing will demolish where ever I land. The only thing I can do is to try and aim away from decently populated areas. (That or land directly the human king himself and hope my ultimate ground pound does him in.)

I look down as manuver my legs beneath me and dive faster toward the ground, soon I find myself looking at ants with my ears bombarded by the sound of explotions and war. Flames and lightning bolts, (along with plenty of arrows) streak accross the battle field, and I realize that I can't miss hem. 'Damn it! no matter which side of the battle feild I choose I will be considered an enemy of that side, while sticking with the middle will kill them all but also make me a target by both sides.' (The worst part is, regardless of my tragectory, both sides will try and scout me and if I'm not a freind I'm an enemy.) I wish I could tell from here which side was good, and which side was evil because now I have to make myself appear neutral by going for the middle

Suddenly, I feel a warmth spread from my stomach and envelope all of my mucles and organs, (this must be the manna) I feel it reinforcing the bones in my legs and setting my a cushion around my organs and muscles and I close my eyes in preparation for the landing.

*BOOM!!!*.

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Level up!

Congratulations you have leveled up 8 times, and are now level 8!! You have gained a grand total of 80 stat points.

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I blink away the status update, I don't have time to worry about my stats right now.(I did, after all, drop into the middle of a war zone, and I don't want to meet the survivors.) Dirt, dust, grass, blood and body parts fly everywhere I look around and try to use analysis to figure out how deep my crater is and a screen pops up

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Analysis: Big ass crater

You fell around 3,180 meters and it took roughly 1 minute for you to fall, and as a result, you created one big ass crater

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I run some quick mental math and realize I'm in a hole 1590ish meters deep and 3180 meters across .(assuming my shock wave was a perfect sphere from the point of impact) I send my gaze upward to the upper edge of the smoldering hole that smells of the burnt bodies that where undoubtedly torn asunder by my graceful landing, while doing so I crouch down. (time to test out my agility and strength stats.) I extend my legs outward as hard as possible and send myself soaring forward and hurtling over the edge in front of me, but all of a sudden my foot catches on the corner and quickly I find my flight cut short, "Fuck!!" I trip and fall face first into the ground.

"Ugh, if there were a survivor I'd be embarrassed to death" I shakily raise myself up onto my feet and examine my self. Somehow the explosion destroyed all my clothes and left my sneakers in tatters around my feet with the bottoms entirely blown out. I peel what was left of my shoes off my ankles and take a moment to, for the first time, properly analyze my situation, I'm naked, in a world where stat screens and magic are the norms, standing in the remains of a battlefield that I personally destroyed,that happens to be in the middle of a wartorn field of grass with almost no cover or nearby forest for me to escape into, all on a very cold day. As my one-eyed snake dangles freely in the cold breeze, I search around for a set of armor or some other set of clothing that fits me.

Almost immediately I spy the body of a man my size surrounded by his comrades, and I jog to the corps. His neck was broken from the shockwave, and his joints a bent out of shape. Before I decide to take his clothes I check his clothes and armor for crests and insignias that may point to an affiliation. (I need to appear neutral.) Unfortunately, his chest plate has a crest, (It looks like a crown hovering above a human surrounded by monsters that worship him, all inside a shield design.) 'the human kings lackey?'. So I begin stripping the rest of him.

After I'm done I've taken the mans' shirt and chainmail while also claiming his leather pant's and the leather boots of the man next to him. (The clothes are a size too large.) Next, I search for some proper armor and a weapon I can use.(Of course, I also take any coin purses I could find so that I won't start from nothing.) This takes even more time as I would prefer a high-quality sword or dagger rather than the common damaged ones I keep finding until suddenly I hear a grown behind me as I search a young man around my age.

I spin around as a figure in a dark purple cloak with gold embroidery starts to stir and sit up while holding their head. I instinctively grab the sword from the man I am searching and walk over. "Hey, are you alright!?", I yell. Although I should be cautious if I can convince this person I'm a friend they might give me some context for this war and where the nearest town is. I soon reach the cloaked figure and kneel beside them, as I ask again with a concerned look plastered on my face.

"Excuse me, hey, are you okay?" As the figure turned to me they lift their hands and lower the hood of the cloak.

" I feel like got sat on by an orc, but yes other than that I'm fine." A blond woman with blue eyes and dirt covered skin looks me dead in the eye as she answers me sarcastically. She soon continues, "So what was that, are there other survivors, and who are you? I don't remember ever seeing you before."

"Um"My mind races with an excuse as to why I'm here, suddenly I remember reading something about scavaging mercenaries in one of my high school history classes. "I don't know what happened, you're the only other survivor I've met, and I'm Jon Sizlash, I'm a rookie merc who heard about today's skirmish and I was hoping to scavenge some good loot after it ended."

The girls eyes narrow at me, clearly not happy about having the bodies of her friends looted. Nevertheless, she sighs in defeat, likely accepting the fact that sometimes people have to do these kinds of things to survive. "Okay, but if you're just a scavenger you wouldn't have an alliance, so in that case, I have a request I would like for you to fill."

I raise an eyebrow curiously, "Alright, tell me what you need and I will try to help as long as you promise to help me with any one thing."

The woman closes her eyes for a moment and then opens them with a determined look. "Fine, as long as it's nothing sexual, now tell me your level and class."

I chuckle at the condition she added to her favor. "Heh, no problem, I can assure you the favor is nothing explicit.(Her face relaxes slightly.) As for my level, I'm a level 8, but I don't have class yet. But what about your introductions?"

"My name is Renise Drab, a level 23 earth mage, and daughter of grand general Gaberial Drab of the kingdom of Orbine" When she speaks it is clear that she is very proud of her name "Now as for my request, My manna is completely drained after shielding myself from the blast so I need you to escort me to my kingdom in order to tell them of what happened here, also I will pay you 50silver for your help."

" Fine, but first we need to see if you can stand, and after that, I need to cash in that favor." Renis gives me a look, unsure of what she could possibly do for me right now.

Then I reach out to her while still kneeling and put her arm around my shoulder and help her stand but the moment she was halfway up a sharp cry of pain cut short the attempt and I set her down. "Are you sure your okay? Here, take off your cloak, lay down, and let me check you for injuries."

She speaks through a pained look "I'm fine, just some bruises."

"Don't give me that. Now do as I say before I make you, you're no use to anyone like this."

"*sigh* Fine but if you try something I'll kill you"

I roll my eyes as she does as I ask. She is wearing a suit of armour very similar to a Wonder Woman costume, except that it is all silver in colour and the skirt is replaced by a modest set of leather pants "Alright now, I need you stay still, breath steadily, and tell me what hurts, cause I'm going to push my hand gently against your body to test for breaks in your bones and other injuries."

She nods in understanding, and after several minutes of poking and prodding, I soon discover that she only has several cracked ribs and a sprained ankle.(Damn just how good was that shield?) "Okay, as long as you stay off your ankle and don't push your self you should be fine. Now as for that favor... I want you to help me scavenge"

" What, why!?"[Renise]

"Because, if I'm escorting you home then we need equipment that neither of us has. Plus if we find a healing potion we can get you home even faster."[Me]

"In that case look for a man with black armor, he was my captain and he should have a few potions with him, along with a large sword I think you will like."[Renise]

She points me in the direction she last saw him and after around five minutes I finally find him. His helmet is a couple of feet away and his head surrounded by a pool of blood. (My verdict is that the blast knocked his helmet off and then his head landed on a pointy rock causing a hemorrhage and killing him) I use analysis on his sword and armor.

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Black Dragon Armor set:

An ultra rare armor set made from the hide of a malicous black dragon, by a master black smith.This armor still contains the spirit of the dragon it was made from. It is enchanted to fit the wearer perfectly and repair itself while shifting form to best conform with the users' states. If the dragons spirit gives its consent, the owner can freely use this armors sister blade without meeting the user requirements.

Durability 1000/1000

Effects:

+ 10 to all stats

+40% acid/fire resistance

Equips effects:

+1 health regen

+1 mana regen

Requirments to gain effects: be allowed by the dragons spirit or be level 30

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Fang of the Black Dragon Sword:

An ultra-rare blade made by a master blacksmith. It is a broadsword forged from the fang of a black dragon. It will burn the opponent with the same acid used in a black dragons breath attack. Can repair itself.

Durability 1000/1000

Effects:

+4 acid damage

+3 all stats

Equip:

+4 acid damage

+1 all stats

Requirments to gain effects: level 25, strength 40, or be able to use this swords sister armor

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Damn, Renise wasn't kidding about the sword,(I wonder why she said nothing about the armor?) before I put the armor set on, I mentally direct ten stat points into my strength/agility, five into dexterity/endurance/intelligence, and six into vitality. (Now I have 45 points in each stat with 39 left over) after that, I reach for the suit but it immediately turns liquid and jumps onto me, surrounding my entire body and quickly restrains me inside of itself locking me in a prone position lying flat on the ground on my back.

....Maybe this is why she never told me about the armor.