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Otherlife Nightmares: The Selfless Hero Trilogy
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Name:
Runner
     
Level:
26
Class:
Race:
Human
Experience:
2%
Alignment:
Good
Reputation:
10
Fame:
5,150
Bounty:
0
     
     
     
Attributes-
     
Strength:
1(31)
Constitution:
1(31)
Dexterity:
11(41)
Intelligence:
11(41)
Agility:
6(36)
Wisdom:
1(31)
Stamina:
1(31)
Charisma:
64
     
    The massive boosts from his Spellbinding added up significantly. He dropped the single level up point into agility, closed the character window, and finished the level up.
    A single memory floated through his head. Spending time with a cousin as she recovered from… something. The details were fuzzy but he could remember sitting at her bedside day in and day out.
    The memory cleared and settled in place in his head.
    Putting his mind back to the task at hand, he thought about his situation.
    Given some money, a supply of materials, and a little bit of time, he could turn into a real OP bastard.
    Yet if I were to do the same to Katarina or Thana, they’d be unstoppable.
    With a quick shake of his head and flick of his finger, he opened his ability window. Quickly he sorted the physical abilities out from the magical. Then he started pulling the duplicates out and putting them in the back of the book.
    Unfortunately, many were simple flavor differences from previously existing ones, or slightly upgraded ones. He already had a sneaking suspicion that if he used Spell Weaving correctly, he could create permanent spells. Those would have far more potency than the starters or assigned ones, he imagined.
    On the healer side he’d picked up Bandage , Set , Revive , Heal (Doctor), Regeneration (Doctor), Antidote , Calm , and Poison . Two of those being simple upgrades.
    Revive seemed like it would be handy to have, if they ever managed to get some players to join them. So far the vast majority of players he’d run into were concerned with themselves or didn’t seem to offer him much.
    That and Runner couldn’t deny he had a tendency to avoid other players.
    Unfortunately Revive didn’t look like it worked on Naturals.
    Magically, the new additions were even more sparse: Fire , Lightning , Earth , Air , and Water / Ice . It seemed the game expected Elementalists to take what was given and expand on it on their own..
    Physically he had a number of upgrades as well as new abilities: Impale (Duelist), Slash (Duelist), Riposte , Precise Thrust , Disarm , Focus , Challenge (Duelist), Hamstring (Thief), Backstab (Thief), Throw (Thief), Flurry , Fade , Interrupt , Aimed Shot , Quick Shot , and Aim .
    Feeling a bit lost, he closed the page and rested his face in his hands. Today had been too much. Far too much. Without asking, he pulled three beetles from his inventory and handed them out, eating his own immediately. No sooner had he swallowed than he lay out on the wooden boards and let his eyes shut. His goals had changed since he started, yet they remained the same.
    Protect the crew and get them out. Protect the party and provide a home for them. Negotiate a deal with Srit for aid and safety.
    The problems kept piling higher.
    Avoiding being forced into a galactic zoo and the eventual human breeding programs. Maybe ending up being dissected. Accidentally getting everyone killed. The server getting turned off and ending this world and everyone in it. Getting any of the party or himself killed.
    All while acting the part of the CO of the army and Captain of the ship. Without a ship’s asshole or pogues.
    No pressure.
     
    11:47am Sovereign Earth time
    11/06/43
     
    For days they traveled under guard. Hannah, Nadine, and Runner were kept inside the wagon. Runner managed to keep himself occupied by enchanting and assembling simple weaponry to upgrade his Arcane Smithing and Item Assembly skills.
    Occasionally he heard Katarina or Thana nearby. They never strayed further than twenty meters from him at any time.
    Each morning he checked the graveyard, watching the number increase more with each day. Every time the number went up, another life had
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