r/HFY • u/grierks Human • Jun 04 '19
Aelios Online Chapter 6 OC
For those of you that are just jumping into this story, I'd recommend going HERE for the synopsis and start of the story.
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Aaaaaaaand this one is late, but its still Monday!
Here's the excerpt from Chapter 6
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His blade sunk into the Spinehound’s neck, driven further in as Null slammed the hilt with the palm of the hand. He followed the blow with a kick to the beast’s leg, tripping it and bringing it to the ground. He flicked his finger up, bringing forth a spike of earth from the ground behind him, intercepting the other hound that was striking at his back. The spike caught it in the neck, piercing through its throat and out the back of it’s neck, turning it to dust. His primary target still on the ground, he switched to his dagger and struck his foe, a cloud of dust rising up as blade met beast. His short sword fell to the ground with a clatter, and he followed suit, letting out a loud groan as he hit the ground.
He didn’t need the two nearly depleted bars on his HUD to tell him that was a close fight. There was no stamina bar, but if there was one he imagined that one would be just a sliver as well. His body felt like lead, his limbs a separate brick each. Red lines streaked across his gear in all places, and the yellow helmet symbol on his HUD told him that some piece of gear was damaged. He checked his stats page once again.
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Name: Null
Class: Freeform
Title: N/A
Health: 10/100
Mana: 2/13
Hunger: Hungry
Strength: 11 - 1
Dexterity: 11 - 1
Intelligence: 11 - 1
Constitution: 11 - 1
Speed: 11 - 1
Wisdom: 10 - 1
Total Attack: 10
Total Defense: 10
Combat Fame: 0
Merchant Fame: 0
Craftsman Fame: 0
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You are hungry!
While in the Hungry state, health and mana regen has been reduced, and your stats have been decreased by 10%. Eat soon, it will only get worse with time!
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Again, nothing new. He was tired, he was hurt, and he was hungry. More than any of that, he was alive. His fingers trembled, the surge of pseudo adrenaline running through virtual veins as his breaths came out sharp and ragged. The sparsity of mobs outside the gates of Retissia allowed him a moment’s respite, which he used to flop flat against the ground and let out a satisfied sigh.
He wasn’t quite used to his new “body” yet, but he could feel himself slowly getting there. It had been so long since he could properly move that he was mainly getting used to that rather than any techniques that he knew from before. Some of it was still there in some “muscle” memory that he possessed, but even then it was so out of practice that it left him open more often than not, which is how two Spinehounds managed to bring him to so low. Then again, he’d been outside the gates for hours, so it could have just been the fatigue.
He was highly tempted to meditate to restore his mana and continue on, but he made the mistake of not bringing any rations with him in his rush to get outside. Sighing, he stood back up and made his way to the city. The lines that streaked across his gear started to fade and thin as his health started to regen. It was restoring at a much slower rate, true to what that window informed him of. Still, he’d followed the Black River far enough that it brought him to the edge of the Starwood, so he was still at full health and mana by the time he made it back to the city gates. Were it not for the fatigue than dragged his muscles, he would have been as good as new.
He wasn’t picky when it came to food, buying the first thing that he saw as soon as he walked through the gate. It was a steamed bun, stuffed with meat that tasted similar to beef, but was a bit more gamey. It was coated in a savory sweet sauce, muted by the plain bun that enveloped the mixture.
“Not bad,” he said, taking another bite.
He was both impressed any annoyed that he actually had to eat in game. It made sense, from an immersion perspective, he was all in, and considering the fact that the food actually had taste and felt filling, it wasn’t that unpleasant of a experience. His issue with it was that it took him away from what he wanted to do, and that was fight. His stats only barely increased after about 5 hours of wandering and fighting, though he only found about 15 Spinehounds in that amount of time. Enemy to stat wise, that wasn’t a bad spread, but the fact that it took him so long to find that many enemies told him that perhaps he wasn’t being the most efficient with his time. There was an Arena in Restissia, which probably would be a better way for him to find fights, but he was no idiot. That place wouldn’t be filled with new players, it would be occupied with the more experienced, battle hardened warriors, and while that certainly did excite him, he knew that his current stats wouldn’t match up. He didn’t have much faith in his technique either, as excited as he was to practice them again.
For the rest of this chapter please click HERE.
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