EARIS looked at the pitiful child from afar. Juliet had not done a single point of damage and she died a dog's death. A rabbit only had two health. If a player were to strike its vitals, it would die in one hit. It took two hits at most to kill a rabbit. Juliet also had twenty hp and the rabbit attacked very slowly. If Juliet had just stood still and exchanged blow for blow, she would have lost at most half of her hp; against the five rabbits. The rabbits attacks were also very choreographed to hint to players you could dodge attacks in a VRMMO space. Something you could not traditionally do in an MMO if there was not a dodge based stat.
EARIS was not heartless, yet what she had done no short of torture. This child would likely never look at rabbits the same way again. The rabbits in game were cute, fluffy, and very chubby. If EARIS had trusted the precursor creators, then she would have know this little one was less harmless to the world than a single plankton. EARIS lamented, as part of her consciousness stared down at small blue sphere.
It was her right, as one of Wish's supreme beings, to administer, test, and scrutinize the players. In Wish, risk and rewards were mostly the same thing. To obtain more power, prestige, wealth, or fame, one had to create certain accomplishments in their field or pass certain thresholds.
Could such a one side slaughter of a be called a test? Instead of test, had she not just kicked a small dog into a pool of sharks? It must have been some type of motherly instincts kicking in EARIS, but the AI felt like the child needed to be protected and comforted.
Bunnies were the weakest of all creatures in Wish. To call the child's fighting skills on par with a flea's would be insult to all fleas, who may one day kill their host through infection. The pain of a rabbits bite in game, was the equivalent of a pinch in the real world, as it belonged to the weakest monster in game. Blood would come out of a player, but only because they were losing a certain threshold of their hp. A simple pinch had brought the child to her knees in anguish. Several had caused the child to spasm across the ground, lathering in her own blood. The child's death throes were less of a hindrance to the bunny and more of an awkward and embarrassing shuffle. EARIS felt true embarrassment for the child.
A player could survive and level in Wish through combat or through a profession by taking it as a class. If a player wanted, they could be one of countless non combat jobs. Most classes would even have a real world equivalent. The child could be a merchant, carpenter, sculptor, tailor, builder, cart driver, laborer, shipwright, bard, priest or one of hundreds of possibilities. A player would just have to meet the minimum requirements to take certain jobs, like gaining favorability with a blacksmith by helping around the smithy for a few months or by paying to directly learn.
If the child ever came back to Wish, after experiencing such a dramatic and embarrassing death, the only way she would likely level would be through a proxy like a party or via a profession based class. Even with levels, the child would probably never experience much growth in combat, and pose no threat to the balance of other players, even with such a enormous blessing.
Feeling responsible for the wrongdoing of the child, EARIS decided to not only let the child keep her blessing but also give her a reward for enduring such an embarrassing state. To lose nothing, and even gain stats for failing a trail was almost completely contradictory to the risk reward nature of Wish. EARIS also decided to teleport her to her companions.
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Juliet continued to cry, but luckily she did not have any eyes as a Sphere of Creation. If anyone were to see her crying, she wouldn't know how she would react. She hadn't ever really bawled her eyes out in the real world. Juliet had only ever cried when she watched Anohana, and it was only a few tears. Today, she couldn't stop crying thinking about the bunny demon she just fought.
Juliet's luck today seemed to be really bad.
[Due to the complete failure of 'Test of Skill,' the God EARIS has taken pity on you and will allow you to keep your current stats. The merciful God has also granted you 25 additional stats in intimidate. Weak monsters, of similar or lower level to you, will sometimes scatter when you approach their domain.]
Seeing the notification, Juliet no longer doubted her luck. Juliet knew she had the worse luck!
'What had she done to deserve so many curses?'
Juliet had never played an MMO before, but even a noob like her knew the importance of killing mobs. If she had such a curse, there was no way she would be able to level up. Even if she was bused by Gramps and the shitter, wouldn't they have to put in twice the effort to kill normal mobs if they all ran away at the sight of Juliet? Juliet wanted to log out as soon as possible and crawl into her bed so she could cry herself to sleep.
She had no control here, the world treated her like shit, and one of the Asshole AI had been treating her like a play thing. Juliet been mercilessly murdered, forced to complete the tutorial on what she thought of as hard mode, forced to bear a conceited name that she would undoubtedly be mocked by shit players, and had to play the game as a guy.
Her dad had created such a shitty and heartless world, where even the bunnies were as deadly as a tiger! Juliet never wanted to see this place, or bunnies ever again! Maybe she could get her dad to exterminate the whole fucking species?
Just as Juliet was about to log of, she again felt the sensation of teleportation. She was no longer the sphere shape and now inhabited her male avatar. As an avatar, Juliet's tears started to flow again, and snot started to run down Juliet's dark chiseled face. Standing before her, was herself? It made no sense, Juliet continued to cry but tried to wipe the tears from her, eyes and continued to squinted at herself through the tears.
She looked slightly different from her normal self. She had light blue highlights in her normally plain black hair, eyes that matched her highlights, and was wearing a spiked collar with a chain. However, the biggest difference was that she wasn't even wearing a bra! Instead, she was wearing a lewd, skin tight piece of cloth that barely covered her chest, and even exposed some of her under boob.
The other Juliet, looked at the currently crying male Juliet, and their eyes met. Within Juliet a rage suddenly ignited, while the tears slowly began to stop.
"..."
[Overbearing Heiress] was floating above the other Juliet.
With just a glance at the other Juliet's eyes, Juliet now understood why there was another copy of herself. Juliet's other self turned away and ran as fast as he could!