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From outside the doorway, the room looked identical to the room where I’d first arrived in the Tutorial. Stepping inside, I was greeted by a bit of Essence and PAST’s overly-loud voice booming into my head.
[WELL DONE, GUNNER! YOU HAVE REACHED A SAFE ROOM, WHERE YOU WILL RECOVER MUCH FASTER THAN NORMAL! UNFORTUNATELY, MOST DUNGEONS DO NOT HAVE SAFE ROOMS, BUT THIS TUTORIAL DOES!
WHILE MONSTERS NATURALLY AVOID SAFE ROOMS, THEY CAN FOLLOW YOU INTO ONE IF YOU LEAD THEM THERE! SAFE ROOM BENEFITS DO NOT APPLY IN COMBAT, SO BE SURE TO FIGHT YOUR MONSTERS OUTSIDE! REMBER, ONLY YOU CAN PREVENT – I AN, KEEP SAFE ROOMS SAFE!]
I thumbed the safety on as I looked around. There was one difference from the first room – in one corner sat a small pool of clear water. Before I could say anything else, a System ssage appeared.
Quest Update: Advanced Tutorial
Stage 1 Cleared
That bit of Essence must have been from making progress on my Quest. I started to ask PAST a question, but he interrupted.
[YOU HAVE GAINED THE REQUIRED AMOUNT OF EXPERIENCE TO BE PROMOTED TO LEVEL 1! CONGRATULATIONS, CITIZEN! WHEN YOU ARE READY TO PROCEED, SIMPLY SAY ‘LEVEL UP’!]
After taking a mont to recover my wits, I propped my gun up against the wall, then imdiately went to the water and drank several handfuls before splashing so on my face. I really was thirsty, and I needed several more handfuls before I felt ready to begin my first Level up.
I sat down against the wall near my gun and said, “Level up.”
[WELCO TO LEVEL 1! YOU GAIN 8 CLASS STAT POINTS AND 4 FREE POINTS PER LEVEL! AS A GUNNER, YOUR CLASS STAT INCREASES ARE:
2 TO DEXTERITY AND PERCEPTION!
1 TO STRENGTH, ENDURANCE, BARRIER, AND ABSORPTION!]
Before I could fully process that, PAST continued.
[YOU HAVE UNLOCKED THE ASPECT OF VERSATILITY! THE ASPECT OF VERSATILITY GIVES THE FOLLOWING BENEFITS:
1 TO ALL NON-CLASS STATS PER LEVEL!
-3 TO FREE STATS PER LEVEL!
-20% MANA COST TO REMOVE A MODIFICATION!]
Fuck, that is a lot to process all at once. I know I’ve heard of Aspects before but I never got any details…
“Um PAST, what is an Aspect?”
[I’M GLAD YOU ASKED, CITIZEN! AN ASPECT MODIFIES YOUR CLASS IN MANY INTERESTING WAYS! YOUR CHOICES IN THE FUTURE MAY STRENGTHEN OR WEAKEN YOUR ASPECT!]
“Is it… optional?”
[IT IS NOT!]
Well, that simplifies things.
I thought back to PAST’s previous statents and did so ntal math, definitely not using my fingers for any of it. I reasoned out that my Aspect was giving two additional points per Level, but the downside was that I would only be able to assign one Stat point myself. The others would be spread around evenly.
Let Inspect myself and see how things look now!
I felt a wave of satisfaction at seeing all my Stats go up. And I was one step closer to Tier 1, just nine more to go. This should help get out of here alive, right? Although… I frowned, looking around. Shouldn’t I feel… different?
“Um PAST, I feel… basically the sa. Did it work properly?”
[OF COURSE IT’S WORKING, CITIZEN, BECAUSE I AM SUBTLE AND GOOD AT MY JOB! YOUR LEVEL UP IS NOT COMPLETE UNTIL YOU ALLOCATE YOUR FREE POINTS! WOULD YOU LIKE TO DO THAT NOW?!]
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I had to laugh at that. PAST might be many things, but subtle was not one of them. I spent the next few minutes debating about where to put my lonely free point. Finally I gave in and asked for advice.
“What is the best place to put my free point?”
[THAT IS UP TO YOU, CITIZEN! EVERY ATTRIBUTE IS UNIQUELY AMAZING AND BENEFITS YOU IN DIFFERENT WAYS! HERE ARE SO WORDS OF WISDOM ABOUT EACH ONE!
STRENGTH: IF BRUTE FORCE DOESN’T WORK, YOU’RE JUST NOT USING ENOUGH OF IT!
DEXTERITY: ACCURACY IS FINAL!
ENDURANCE: TAKES A BEATING AND – ]
“Stop! Shit, hasn’t anyone ever told you that if you have nothing useful to say, you should keep your mouth shut?”
[IN FACT, PEOPLE SAY THAT TO FREQUENTLY! IT IS NONSENSICAL ADVICE, AS I HAVE NO MOUTH!]
I groaned and rubbed my face with my hands. My brain hurt from all the shouting. I ran through the options in my head before deciding that I wanted more defenses. My baselayer was nice and comfy, but my barrier was what had done the most to protect so far. And unlike health, it recharged quickly even outside of a safe room.
“PAST, put my free point into Barrier.”
[HERE WE GO CITIZEN! YOU MAY WISH TO REMAIN SEATED FOR THIS PART!]
I tensed as a blast of pure energy and pleasure exploded throughout my body. It felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before, like far too much of a good thing all at once. I definitely did not moan, at all, as I curled up into a ball on the ground, trying futilely to hide from the overwhelming sensations. I gasped for breath as I lay there shivering for at least a few minutes. Finally I managed to sit up.
“PAST, what in the WASTES was that?!” I shouted into the air.
[LEVELING UP REWARDS HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THE WASTES, CITIZEN!]
“That… was a fucking reward? Does that happen to everyone when they Level up?”
[LEVELING UP IS A GOOD THING, CITIZEN ZIMRMAN! GOOD THINGS SHOULD BE ENCOURAGED! BY LEVELING UP YOU CAN BETTER SERVE THIS GREAT COUNTRY!]
I put my hands over my face and stifled a groan. Everyone knew about this, I was sure. They just didn’t want to talk about it in school because it was too… embarrassing.
“PAST, will this still happen after I reset the user settings?”
[INPUT NOT UNDERSTOOD! PLEASE REPHRASE YOUR QUESTION, CITIZEN!]
Ugh, that must be it! I bet it goes away when you reset the user settings. A Basic Tutorial doesn’t give any Levels, so they’d never have to go through this. And a Standard Tutorial only gives one Level. I’m not sure how many Levels to expect from this Advanced Tutorial though… I hope it’s not too many, that kind of thing could get… addictive, fast.
That idea derailed my train of thought for a mont as I had a flash of insight.
Shit, that’s exactly what this is, isn’t it? I bet the assholes who set up the System wanted to make people addicted to Leveling. Then they would love the System and want to do whatever it told them. I wonder… did it work? I an, before people figured out how to reset it?
Speculating about ancient history wasn’t going to do any good now, though. As I sat there, still recovering, my stomach growled. It felt like it was at least noon already, and I’d thrown up my breakfast what seed like hours ago.
“PAST, is there any food here? And how many more stages are there?”
[THERE IS NO FOOD HERE, AND YOU MUST DISCOVER THE STAGES ON YOUR OWN!]
Well, there was always Create Bread. It was my regular breakfast, but I was lucky that since it was Tutorial Day I’d gotten a ‘real’ breakfast. Otherwise I’d have already used up my Create Bread for the day. I cast the Cantrip almost absentmindedly as I scooched over to sit by the water, catching the small loaf of oddly hard yet chewy, nearly tasteless bread as it materialized.
It didn’t totally fill up, but I would be fine. It was unusual for to feel full after a al anyway. Sister rcy certainly didn’t starve us, but she wasn’t overly generous with our food either.
I sat there, slowly eating my dry bread with occasional sips of water from the pool. Once I was finished, I peeled back my left sleeve, baring the wounds I’d taken earlier from the goblin. They were covered in dried blood, so I dipped my arm into the cool water and scrubbed it carefully with my right hand. It was painful, but not as bad as I'd expected.
There were three long, mostly straight cuts running along the top of my forearm. Fortunately, my baselayer had protected enough that the goblin’s claws hadn’t gotten deep enough to hit anything important. As the dried blood ca off in the water, I could see that the wounds had already scabbed over. They looked like they were a couple of days old instead of maybe an hour.
Wow, maybe I should consider more points in Regeneration… Well, at least I’ll get one every Level! Anyway, the cuts don’t look too bad, once I’m out of the Tutorial I can get the dic to look at them.
As I rolled the left sleeve of my baselayer back down, I looked at the gashes in it where the claws had cut through. I used Inspect and saw that the condition of my armor was ‘slightly damaged’. I channeled so mana into it and watched in fascination as the thick material seed to flow back into its original state. Even the sand I’d gotten on myself fighting the scorp dropped off like it was suddenly repelled from my body, falling on the floor around .
All things considered, I felt pretty clean after having washed my face and hands. Or at least, I was clean from the ankles up… I sighed and dipped my disgustingly sand and blood splattered feet into the chilly water and got to scrubbing. Fortunately, the water seed to be flowing from sowhere as the gunk slowly swirled away. Finally done cleaning up, I checked my resources and saw that my health had ticked up by one. My stamina, barrier, and focus were full, and my mana was up to about three-quarters.
Looks like I still have a while to wait for my health to get back to full, I should try and do sothing useful, even though it’s tempting to just sit down and rest. I don’t want to waste any mana, so I can’t practice shooting, but I can practice reloading. Even with my Skill helping it’s still awkward and slow.
As I stood and stretched, I noticed that I felt a bit lighter on my feet and my balance felt different. More natural, sohow. PAST’s booming voice interrupted before I got any further into investigating the changes from my increased Attributes.
[WELCO BACK, CITIZEN, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE FIRST PART OF YOUR LEVEL UP REWARD! WOULD YOU LIKE THE SECOND PART NOW?!]
I imdiately sat back down.
“Ummm, I don’t know, what is the second part?” I asked nervously. I did not need more of the first part, thank you very much.
[EVERY LEVEL UP GRANTS YOU A SYSTEM CHEST!]
Oh, of course, the part of the reward that I did know about and totally did not forget because of the whole… thing that happened earlier.
“Yes, give my reward!” I said excitedly as I jumped back to my feet. With a muted flash of light, my first System chest appeared in the middle of the room. It was probably two feet wide, and a bit more than a foot deep and high. As I eagerly reached down to open it I noticed the number ‘1’ engraved in the wood on top of the chest.
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