MODE (CELESTIAL) 3
[UNIVERSE - TOPELKANUR]
Two females sparred in a meadow. One, a younger lady with raven black hair and Hispanic features. Her brown eyes darted from side to side as blades clashed. The other female, a teenager rolled back away from the slash of the Hispanic one. Her pointed ears perked up as she heard the sound of the fallen dry grasses crunching under her feet.
Her legs hit the ground right as her left palm waved up beckoning on the green to answer her. Treants shot out the floor ready to block the first female.
The left eye of the Hispanic glow purple like a star. Her sword flashed out and up like a blur.
"Purple Rites: Endtime"
The blade left a mirage of swords that diced up the Treants leaving nothing but smoldering purple flames. Flames that spread blow by a surprising wind. The purple fire encompassed the elven girl who shrieked.
While the flame didn't burn it didn't sting and confuse giving the Hispanic the time to utilize the second phase of the skill.
Her right eye turned red as the purple flame imploded on itself creating a temporal space through which she got dragged appearing right before the elven right as the spot she had been at blew up with a fiery red flame with several purple hues within it.
The Elven girl no matter how many times she had seen and been put on the receiving end of this move had been unable to find a means to counter it since it always happened within five seconds. If she could pinpoint the spot where the implosion would happen then setting a Green trap would fall her adversary. But the stinging effect of the purple flames was done for this very reason.
Her back hit the ground as she got swept off her feet finding the point of the blade in front of her.
"Ouch, mother" The girl whined. But the Hispanic was unfocused looking elsewhere. The Elven girl frowned. She knew her mother was interacting with her system.
The Hispanic was troubled, she didn't and couldn't understand how it could be so different for her. She'd played the game just as everyone else. Created her administrators, had to wait to build a place, and then face a Void entity before she managed to unlock a reward that gifted her a piece of void parchment.
Yet here she was and still lagging. She was friends with some of the creator players and none were as fast as the Hildelith girl in finding things.
She and some of her friends were already just about to challenge their final boss in the Tower. Mostly the delay from having to make sure their universes were good enough for the Alpha testers.
Yet even with all these struggles and the Hispanic was certain that the Hildelith girl had them too, she couldn't understand how this was possible.
[A CREATOR PLAYER HAS ADVANCED TO TIER 1]
[A ∆¶•°• SKILL HAS BEEN PERMANENTLY LOST]
[The Corresponding Insight May Still Be Used But Its True Potential Can Never Be Gotten Unless Lost By Its Current Owner]
[SYSTEM DUNGEONS WILL NOW BE INTRODUCED IN ALL UNIVERSES]
"Mother?" The Hispanic locked eyes with her elven daughter before sighing.
"Alura. Time is against us. We need to grow stronger. Fetch your brothers. Some things will have to change". Alura froze for a moment at her mother's words before bowing a bit and rushing off to find her brothers the grass and fauna already helping in the search.
The Hispanic watched her daughter go before sighing.
" Can't create guilds, can't meet the other creator players, at least not yet. It seems the only things I can do to try to get ahead is forge my next world ahead of time or run the White world continuously.
"When in doubt money turns the world. I bet that should be the same here" Decided she smiled.
"Just a bit Hildelith. Katrina will be right where you are. " her two eyes glowed with purple and red her gaze piercing the nothingness around her.
*****
[UNIVERSE - HELLOS]
A sigh escaped the lips of a male in his late twenties. His long white hair made him stand out even more than the golden Hall he sat in.
His two eyes were whiter than his hair with black irises that made it weird to stare at him. His eyes were unfocused making it obvious what he was looking at.
[A CREATOR PLAYER HAS ADVANCED TO TIER 1]
[A ∆¶•°• SKILL HAS BEEN PERMANENTLY LOST]
[The Corresponding Insight May Still Be Used But Its True Potential Can Never Be Gotten Unless Lost By Its Current Owner]
[SYSTEM DUNGEONS WILL NOW BE INTRODUCED IN ALL UNIVERSES]
Cain didn't feel disappointed or angry. Only the best could be ahead in this game. In any game. He would be the best. No, he was the best.
"Slow and steady wins the race." his gaze turned to the five administrators that knelt before him. A ten-winged angel Goddess, A ten-winged demon God, a Phoenix goddess, a Dragon god, and a Sylvian, his personal best. His race. A true slime. His entire plans banked on it.
With a smile, he leaned back wondering.
'Until when I have to rid myself of the other gods I will just wait'. waving at his administrators he rose and they followed. The only place to gain power from waiting for him and his majestic army. Unlike the others, he had found a secret. Whoever he wished to would be able to come with him to the Tartarean rifts.
With all the little ones working for him, he would conquer and find the cities of the other players. Then take it for himself. The alpha players when finally ready would be his ace generals in the war to come.
Cain could already see it. The grand prize for the best player in this game. The other universes bowed to him or burned down before his army. He would show these folks how this game was meant to be played.
Stepping out unto a grand corridor he gazed down from the tower to the crowd of angel guards. An ever-growing army into which he pumped his resources. He would level normally and out everything expendable into this.
None would stand in his way to the top now. Living his right arm the roar of the heavenly host shook the nothingness.
His heavenly host. His eyes burned with greed as he gazed into the distance.
*****
[UNIVERSE - THE WHEELS]
[A CREATOR PLAYER HAS ADVANCED TO TIER 1]
[A ∆¶•°• SKILL HAS BEEN PERMANENTLY LOST]
[The Corresponding Insight May Still Be Used But Its True Potential Can Never Be Gotten Unless Lost By Its Current Owner]
[SYSTEM DUNGEONS WILL NOW BE INTRODUCED IN ALL UNIVERSES]
"Way to take the spotlight, Hilde. Wait or is it that other Number 2 player? What was his name again? " shrugging the creator demon god just shook his large head.
"Nah, couldn't be any but her."
He waved his large arm before standing from the bone throne and stomping through his dark halls. The Demonic Creator God was a large figure. With his pale grey skin, stone bat wings that were flexible, and his height of nine feet tall he cut a savage presence. The four fangs that bared when he grinned made his visage even more terrifying to bear.
A well-forged mace was gripped in his right hand. Scarlet eyes burned his gaze into the nothing as he grunted.
"You went and did it little sister." he sniffed. A stunning scene for any watching to see. His large legs made dull sounds as he walked. Stopping by the window he based out below.
The machinery that was his realm still astounded him. His greatest engineering feat. A literal feat at that.
He smirked at the several creatures and machines, golems, and beings that frolicked in the area. He was certain he was the only God to let all in his universe roam through his space except for the mortals.
Alas, all hands had to be on deck.
Leaping out the window his wings stretched catching no air or oxygen. Yet a flap had him flying to the top of the highest wheel. The symbol and name of his universe.
"Jolly up" his roar seemed to buff the horde of workers. As they went at their duties with more fervor.
'You've gone and brought more attention to yourself eh Little girl. ' he shook his head.
"They'll come for her glory when it's time. " a nasty grin spread on Octavan's face. His eyes went to his mace which he smacked into his large palm with a thwack that created a shockwave. He smiled as he thought of how immersed she become in this game. Following her streams had shown him how good she was at it. With her new rank, many jealous eyes and greedy ones would surely keep tabs. With such an immersive game world anything could happen. Especially with people playing gods.
"Well then, let them come." he grinned. "I'll do what demon gods do. Kill gods. And if they come with their armies..." he paused as he looked down on the bustle below.
"...my hordes shall be there to greet their greed." he chuckled darkly.
"Huh, I am a siscon," he thought shaking his head before he looked to another wheel that led to his mortal engines. "I guess it's a good thing then. These players won't know what hit them." Swinging his morningstar unto his shoulder he rose with a flap and descended into his god plane.
"Let's see if I can get some practice from this system dungeon on how I can properly bash their heads when they misbehave". he disappeared into the spark of blue light his last words drifting into any ear that would hear.
"Won't do for Hilde to have her Big brother extraordinaire and Guardian demon rusty at his combat skills. Hehehehehe".
*****
[WORLD FORGE]
Hilde exhaled as it was finally over. She had successfully stabilized and now she had to level up and then set everything that needed to be set.
It was time to start afresh with tier one.
Having over 40,000 in exp left to level up she exhaled deeply. First, she had to see what being Tier one looked like on her Template.
The result was shocking.
[NAME - Hildelith Fearghal - Warrior One, Of Fire and Brimstone
TITLES - One of the Speakers, Ender of the Beginning. Unsullied.
FEAT - Creation's Witness, Motivated.
RACE - Nothing >>
BEING - Creator 79
LEVEL - 1 (0/1000)
HEALTH - 82/82(1640/1640)]
[STATS - TIER 1]
STR - 665+ (50).[>] AGI - 930 + (30).[>]
END - 850] Mind - 832(505.4)+ (20)[>]
WILL - 790(481) + (20)[>]
HIDDEN STAT
Perc - 50
Def - 20
Soul - 10
UNALLOCATED STAT POINTS: 00
SHARDS
1909(Minor)
131(Lesser)
56(Small)
1(High)
1(Higher)
1 (Greater)
[CORE] - [SUBDIVINITY]
One-Spark
Cosmic Energy - (MODE - CELESTIAL)
[SKILL]
Eyes of the Unseen (INNATE)++
Meddler of Fate(INNATE)+
Soul Dao (PASSIVE)
Swordsmanship Lv9 - (7/450)+
Archery Lv8 - (18/400)+
Evade Lv 24 - (241/1150)+
Dagger Lv10 - (43/500)+
Aura Lv15 - (342/7500)+
Daemon Fist Lv3 - (137/150)+
Golem Armor(ACTIVE) Lv5 - (0/250)
Kill Slot(PASSIVE) Lv5 - (198/250)+
Silver Reflection (ACTIVE)
Aum (PASSIVE)
[INSIGHTS]
Divine Purity - (+ 68%)+(+20%)+(25%sp)
Earthen Grace - (+ 17%) + (+ 2% sp)
Earthen Forge - (+13%)(+ 2% sp)
DOME RUNE - Embers of the Flame (+10%) - (Divine [Gold]fire +10% +15%) (Ira [Red] fire +5%) (Pious [Blue] fire +5%) (Pernicious[Green] fire +5%) (Chaos[Purple] fire +5%) (Baleful[Black] fire +5%) (Lacuna[Violet] fire +5%) (∆•¶°• fire +5%) (Frost fire +5%) (Order [White] fire +5%]
Titan's Step
DOME RUNE - Source Eternal (+10%)- (Mellifleunce +10% +5%) (Eternal Frost +5%) ( Unbound Mists +5%)
"Wow. Just Damn! I'm Overpowered".