"again."
Cecil was, honestly, unaware of achivements. He had asked a couple of binders about them, but only one person had any knowledge about them.
"Geez, okay, let me break it down for you, C."
Aron melder began explaining for the third time,
"your achivements and class have a master and slave dynamic."
The tone was different, so was the content. Guess the third time was the charm, after all.
"Achivements usually come in a chain. You usually get a hint of sorts for the next achivement. Achivements, if a lot completed, can change your class. Or, since you're not level 2 yet, give you a specific class."
Aron was more confused than frustrated at Cecil asking him to re-explain. Was'nt he supposed to be sliding up the ranks with intelligence?
The reason Cecil was anxious(?) to know about achivements was the achivement he had gotten a few hours ago.
[Puppet Master Prerequisite 1]
[
fool and lead suspicion of someone with a much higher level than you to someone unrelated
]
So much for trying to not arouse someone 's suspicion.
"C, what achivement did you get?"
Cecil looked at Aron closely. Black hair, mostly flowing backwards, with a very dark, unnoticeable, violet streak in the middle. His eyes were dark like the moonless night. He had pale skin, like, a few girls had 'darker' skin than the fucker.
"No."
Cecil had no real lie to tell. What achivement would one even get using 'void daggers'?
"It's kinda complicated, besides, I thought people did'nt ask about them."
"Can't skin you, can I?"
Aron chuckled dryly.
"let's go to the combat dome, I don't think you have any combat experience."
Aron, with that, pushed himself off the wall he was leaning against.
Cecil suddenly remembered that he could scan people too.
"Melder?"
"yeah?"
"what do you feel about skills that let you
"eh, intrusive, would probably break their jaw or something. If caught."
[
Name- Aron Melder
Age- 16.5
Role- Major Protagonist(sudden appearance, sudden spotlight)
Morality- 0
Race- human(100%)
]
"So, you get achivements too, huh. Thought you'd be... Flashier."
Cecil had originally planned to try something on the guy, but the role stat made him immediately back off. The silver 0 on the blue screen in front of morality did'nt help either.
"I guess. Achivements basically mean a unique class, but I honestly prefer a quieter life. Look at Lyren, for example."
[
Class- Vessel of Destruction
Subclass1- Executioner
Subclass2- Destruction Adept
Lv-184
atk-400
def-136
spd-400
mag-500
]
"The blonde who has a lot of lightning themed stuff?"
Cecil ran a hand through his own black hair, they looked grey compared to Aron's
Atleast their eyes were of different colors. What are those classes? Is this guy a war machine?
"Yeah, she gets a lot of offers, if you know what I mean."
Strong Binders are required by big organisations, like Global Legion Of Breach Eradication(GLOBE), Cyan Garden Breach Expeditions, Independent Breach Management, and many others.
[
Sentience- Adolescent
Cost- {Blocked}
Suggestion- avoid provoking.
]
"Would you look at that, we're at the dome already"
Aron pointed at the gleaming upside down bowl of white, cyan and green, ignoring Cecil's eyes widening slightly.
"Melder I've got a history essa-"
"Nope. We're sparring."
Cecil was princess carried inside the obnoxiously eye piercing building under the glares of (not exactly) a few girls, enough to make Cecil want to dig a hole and bury himself in it.
Thankfully, there was an empty ring in which Aron dropped him.
"C, you're literally feathers and bone-"
Indignantly, Cecil shot back
"That was gay as fuck! Why would you do that?"
Aron just shrugged, and walked towards the weapon rack
"cry about it."
He picked up a blunt sword
Well, it looked like two cuboids, as thin as Cecil's arms, welded together seamlessly.
"I forgor my sword at my room."
"you're on bluit?"
"for a while. How about you?"
"always have been."
Cecil had been a bluittor for all of its 4 years.
"Okay shitposter,"
Aron took a stance and pointed his sword straight at Cecil's neck.
"pullout."
Cecil tilted his head, and raised an eyebrow.
"your sw-daggers"
Cecil's eyebrow raise hit him like a rock. More effective than expected.
Three almost identical daggers flew out from behind cecil, Red ranger looking as sharp as a level 10 dagger could be, Blue blitz orbiting him as fast as a level 10 dagger could be. Green guardian, well, doing defending, or something.
"Oh. Damn, I was not expecting those."
Cecil scanned the sword in Aron's hand.
[
Seasilver training sword, Lv 150
]
Aron calmly walked back to the weapons rack, and swapped swords.
"I was not expecting actual daggers, like, don't you carry these in your hands?"
[
Seasilver training sword, Lv 15
]
"I don't have three hands."
No shit. What else could one say?
"you could put one in your mouth."
Cecil tilted his head, and raised one eyebrow.
"dagger. You could— one sec."
Aron pulled his phone out and stepped out for a minute or so.
[Puppet Master Prerequisite 1]
[Achivement Rewards]
[Persuation in Face to Face conversations up by 5% (claimed)]
[Persuation when talking anonymously up by 15% (claimed)]
[Social awareness increased (claimed)]
And he looked at his stats, pretending to see his thin arm.
[
Name- Cecil Velhana
Age- 16.33
Role- Promising Puppeteer
Race- human(100%)
Morality- +20
Lv:1
Hp:10/10
Mp:23/60
Atk-1
Def-1
Spd-1
Mag-1
Persuasion(Public)-10.5
Persuasion(Anonymous)-10.15
Skills-Deus Ex Machina(G)(5 subskills)
]
And then he looked at Aron's full stats.
[
Name- Aron Melder
Age- 16.5
Role- Major Protagonist(sudden appearance, sudden spotlight)
Morality- 0
Race- human(100%)
Class- Vessel of Destruction
Subclass1- Executioner
Subclass2- Destruction Adept
Lv-184
atk-400
def-136
spd-400
mag-500
]
"Hey, C, I'll try to move as fast as a level 1 guy, just to make this feel like a spar."
To be fair, Aron was more concerned that he might accidentally vaporize Cecil. An attack stat of 400 is not a joke.
Well, that's a relief. Judging by the fact that this guy is popular, having him as a friend might not be a bad idea.
"Melder do you always have your phone in your pocket during duels?"
Cecil asked, and he stepped out of the ring to put his phone beside the weapon rack.
"Flashing people during duels is always a valid move."
Cecil lowered the pair of sunglasses that appeared out of no fucking where, Tilted his head, and raised his eyebrow again.
Author's note: *vine boom*