The room of POWER! Part two breaking the content...

11:39pm MAY-17-2020

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An individual with a game will have energy in their body, that can be locked, taken, broken.

Energy skill-.3

This Energy of the body comes from 3 sources. The Death Valley, Soul Circuits, and the Final Lives.

Energy skill-.4

Soul Circuits go throughout the body connecting to all the final lives. Radiation is given off by the Soul Circuits fuse with the deep pool to make energy.

(In body terms they are veins while the radiation is blood.)

Energy skill-.5

Energy-.2

The Death Valley is the home of the Deep Pool its droplets added with the radiation of the Soul Circuits create energy.

(Body= skin while the Deep Pool is a muscle)

(Deep pool is a flammable liquid while radiation are like sparks creating an explosion that is energy)

Energy skill-.6

The final lives are the start of everything, 10 points that dictate the amount/potential/power of energy is in the body. If looked at like a framework the Final Lives would a blueprint of a body surrounded in the bone.

(some type of limiters...future experimentation needed)

Energy skill-.7

Although most cannot use all 3 or any at the same time it's still possible to be strong.

Energy skill-.8

The Origin. The true source of the Power. The former 3 can be tampered with, the origin cannot it's home is somewhere outside of a plane of existence. It resets broken and or missing game fuel (energy).

Fuel sounds better.

Energy skill-.9

i'm not sure how long i've been here, in this tower studying. Studying is all i've done since i picked up that book. Every once in awhile the explosions would come back in full force scaring me out of my studies. But eventually, the sounds from them started to become muter and muter now just a faint thumping in the background.

My desire to see the outside world wained to an unimportant mewing in my mind.

The once-familiar sound of a chicken clucking faded away like my leveling

i read and read for so long that first book eventually disappeared but the library of this tower is open to me now.

My energy, a .9 now. When did that happen? Irrelevant. The upgrades on it have long since stopped. But i'm still stuck here, why. i've read every book here, the walls, the stairs, the floor at the bottom.

Mindlessly reading from a book while i walk downstairs i can barely understand what i'm doing. i have no reason to fear falling to my death, the books move to protect me, the tower protects me.

Stopping i decide to jump off the stairs. Not bothering to take my eyes off my reading material books making up the stairs move to my back taking me to the bottom floor of the tower.

At this point, i've memorized every part of the tower. Every book, every step, every bend, shine. What i'm trying to say is... There isn't anything in this tower i don't know of.

Climbing out of my pile of books i walk to the wall opposed to the foot of the stairs. A flat wall in the otherwise circular shape the rest of the tower has.

To the part of the tower, that wasn't here before. A crack leading outside. There seems to be a barrier stopping living things and the sand from blowing in. Despite that there is a light dusting of blue telling me sand still gets in somehow. i've never cared for it. i only gave it a basic acknowledgment when it first appeared three days ago.

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My book falls out of my hands to the ground echoing a dull thump through the tower. A ringing in my ears.

Did i say... Three days? Wait it the hole didn't appear that long ago. Three days isn't long?

How long have i been here?

『-Time. So muwch time』

i need to leave... N-now. Freezing before I can take the last step the redloons sink down to the ground. The closest floating just above the ground sinks giving the ground a gentle love tap.

SSSPPKKBBBUUKKTTTOOOOMMM

Sand erupts into a maelstrom around the impact throwing me end over end only saved by the books' pages forming a wall to catch me.

No, i need to stay it's safe here, here i can grow stronger, in safety. i won't need to get hurt anymore.

...But that's not really me is it? Getting my feet to stop there shaking was more of an ordeal than expected.

Standing too was a bother.

I've read every book in this tower, there is it is not an exaggeration to say there's nothing this tower has left to teach me. And when have I been one to not do something just cause it may hurt me.

I'm more of a get in there cause it is dangerous guy. At least I was.

This time I don't hesitate to walk out. Into the predator filled desert, the explosions, the terror!

I would be a lot more convincing if I could hide the wide grin on my face.

Here I am~

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12:23 am the next day...!