As Atticus lay on the floor, gazing at the ceiling, he allowed his thoughts to drift. It had been a long night with a lot of things happening, but he felt as if he made significant progress tonight compared to the past two weeks he had been training.
It was a thrilling feeling, learning sothing new, feeling yourself getting better and stronger. It was a feeling he didn't want to stop experiencing.
Atticus suddenly rembered sothing and swiftly called out, "Status," and a holographic display materialized in front of him.
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Character Profile:
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Na: Atticus Ravenstein
Age: 10
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Attributes:
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Strength: 93
Agility: 103
Endurance: 110
Vitality: 108
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 18
Charm: 22
Will: 20
Level: Advanced-
Talent: Mythical
Bloodline: Primordial Elental Bloodline
- Level 2
- Fire: 20.3%
- Air: 18.5%
- Water: 16.4%
- Earth: 18.2%
Locked Bloodlines -
- Light: 40% (Progress toward unlocking)
-Darkness: 35% (Progress toward unlocking)
- Space: 5.4% (Progress toward unlocking)
Abilities:
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Innate Skills:
* Conceal [Potential: Mythical]
- The ability to conceal your level from anyone regardless of rank. You may choose what level you want to be shown.
- Current mastery: Mythical
Life Weapon Skills:
* Transcendent Slash: Godspeed Grace
* Endless Strike
Normal Skills:
* Arcane Barrier [Potential: Transcendent]
- Current Mastery: Advanced-
* Elental Mimicry [Potential: Transcendent]
-Current mastery: Novice
*Ethereal Clock [Potential: Empowered]
-Current mastery: Novice
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Gazing at his status, Atticus noticed that the lightning elent hadn't shown up there. Which could only an one thing: he couldn't attempt to awaken it for now.
'I guess the advanced rank only allows an extra 3 elents,' Atticus surmised. From what he had observed, with each increase in one major rank, he would be able to unlock and use more elents.
It was what had happened when he broke into the interdiate rank, and now advanced rank.
Atticus couldn't help but feel a lot of excitent at the thought of awakening all three elents. Awakening the light, darkness, and space elents would boost his fighting power to a whole new level.
Especially the space elent. Atticus had already seen how overpowered it was when fighting Astrion. Having the power to teleport and control gravity was sothing he was completely looking forward to.
But there was a problem with awakening the space elent; he had no idea how to expose himself to it. The only reason he had even progressed in the first place was because of Astrion who was already dead.
And just like the others, to awaken it, he had to get exposed to it first. Choosing to leave that for later, Atticus finally turned his focus to a particular stat: his will.
It was a stat he had tried hard to improve while he had been at the Raven camp, but it had been increasing at a slow pace. Now, the stat had essentially doubled, sothing that shocked him to his core.
Atticus could still clearly rember Gristone's words about will. It was closely dependent on his life experiences. The more hardships he experienced, the higher his will would beco.
Atticus' will had been incredibly low at the beginning exactly because of this; he hadn't really experienced any significant hardships in his life. But all this changed with his experiences at the Raven camp.
Although he was sure everything played a role, Atticus was convinced that the major incrent must have co from the ti he had been helpless to stop Ronad from killing Ember.
This line of thought suddenly made Atticus rember the faces of Alvis and Ronad, his gaze turning cold in an instant. But just as swiftly, he cald down; he wasn't strong enough yet. Focusing back on his will, before, when his will had been tiny, he was only able to engrave one rune before he lost all of his motivations, but now with his increased will, Atticus was curious about the number he could engrave before he was forced to stop.
He had no intention of trying it now though; he was going to put it on hold for now. Atticus didn't have any will recovery potion on him, and he'd rather not risk losing all motivation and not being able to recover it imdiately.
It was a terrible feeling he had no intention of being in for a prolonged period of ti.
After catching his breath for a few minutes, Atticus stood up and started moving out of the training room. As soon as he stepped out of his training room, Atticus saw Arya standing guard by the door.
Hearing the door opening, Arya turned and looked at Atticus a little worried. She had no idea why Magnus had called Atticus, and she didn't dare try to follow them. She was only able to co here because Magnus had left already.
Atticus offered a reassuring smile, "Did you wait long?" he inquired.
"No, young master," Arya promptly replied, her head shaking slightly. She was glad he was okay; he just looked a little tired.
Atticus nodded and started walking towards his room, with Arya rging back with his shadow.
After a few seconds, Atticus got to his room, freshened up in a few minutes, changed into comfortable clothes, and dropped down exhaustedly on his bed. Fatigue caught up with him as he closed his eyes and entered a deep slumber.
The next day, Atticus woke up and had his bath. He stood inside his walk-in closet, which was like a small room on its own, filled with clothes. After a few seconds of pondering, Atticus finally settled on an outfit.
He put on a designer black T-shirt that complented his physique, paired with equally stylish black jeans. The ensemble was completed with a choice of white and black sneakers that added a touch of modern flair to his outfit.
Looking at the full-body mirror, Atticus couldn't help but admire his looks. His white hair went well with the black clothes he wore.
Then he headed to the mansion living room where Caldor, Ember, and Aurora should be gathered.
As Atticus ca downstairs, he saw the three of them were already dressed and ready. They were all well-dressed for the outing, apart from Ember, who simply wore sothing casual: a loose-fitting black shirt and trousers that made her petite appearance look even smaller.
Seeing him enter, their eyes all turned to him. "Finally, you're here!" Caldor exclaid, a little bit impatient.
Atticus chuckled, "Calm down, Caldor, I'm here, aren't I?" he replied.
"Yeah, yeah, now let's leave!" Caldor insisted.
Atticus nodded and shifted his attention to Ember. "Hey," he greeted.
"Hey," she replied. "You look good," Atticus complinted.
"Thanks, you too," she responded.
Turning his gaze away from Ember, Atticus's eyes imdiately settled on Aurora's huge thick square sun glasses, his expression imdiately turned smug.
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