Chapter 9: "I Am Tris Now"

[Author's Note]

From now on, skill explanations will be brief (levels 1-10 only) without detailed values/Overlimit effects to maintain pacing. (Let's be real - I tend to ramble about skills anyway!)

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[Possession]

Ability to conceal oneself within objects/beings. Higher levels reduce MP cost.

Lv.2: Lowers restrictions and detection chance

Lv.3: Slows user's physical degradation + boosts recovery

Lv.5: Easier activation + can siphon partial EXP from host

Lv.6: Reduces shared injury rate with host

Lv.7: Can communicate with/influence host (higher levels increase mind control chance)

Mastery Lv.10: Can possess two targets simultaneously

Overlimit...

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[Curse 5-2]

When unseen observers think/speak positively about [xxx], [I] lose 6 HP every 5 minutes.

[Blessing 5-2]

When unseen observers think/speak negatively about [xxx], [I] gain 3 HP every 10 minutes.

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Next Morning - Adventurer/Farmer Village (20km from City & Brothel Caravan)

"Tris! Oh Tris!! Sob..."

"My dear..."

"I'm sorry! I've no excuses...!!"

The elderly couple (nearing 60) wept uncontrollably while embracing Tris's body.

The situation was complicated. Though I'd lied about this being my "one-time ultimate skill" to resurrect someone of similar level who died tragically, I couldn't fake the raw emotions of these parents seeing their deceased daughter again.

"It's alright... it's alright!! You won't leave again, right? You'll stay with Mama forever?"

"Dear... don't make this harder. She told us why she did this. She wants freedom..."

"But 25 years... 25 years since we..."

"I know, dear..."

The husband's teary hand on his wife's shoulder made her loosen her desperate embrace.

Sniff "You're... you're right. I'm sorry, Tris... my girl... Mama was being selfish. Just... stay a day or two? Then you can..."

No words needed. The slightly milky bitter coffee mirrored my own streaming tears. These weren't paper-thin NPCs like in anime - they were real people with lives and histories. Damn my shallow thinking...

"Of course! But not just for—"

Thud!

The old man gripped my shoulder firmly, shaking his head.

"No. We must part now."

"But why?!"

"I smuggled you out. The slavers won't forgive this. Our village is on their weekly patrol route... We must abandon everything and flee far away."

I'd made my decision.

"No! Uncle... no, Father, Mother! We're not going anywhere! I've no home to return to anyway. This will be my home now! We'll stay together forever!"

My power could make their dreams come true while serving my own needs. Melt, are you watching? I'm doing good deeds for you... Wait, no - side characters don't give points. Plus you can't see here anyway.

"How? Even if they're not utterly cruel, I've stolen their merchandise. If caught, we'll all—"

"Don't worry, Father! My 'ultimate skill' left my original weak body behind as a decoy - like a snake's shed skin!"

Another white lie to comfort them.

"You mean...?!"

"Darling?!"

"Yes! At worst, you'll just be fired for desertion under my illusion magic! That fake body will die if abused anyway! So quit that job and let's live as a family! I may not be the real Tris, but from now on... I'll be your Tris!"

"Sob... Really? This isn't a dream?"

"Oh God... thank you, Lord! Thank you, my girl!"

"Not 'girl'! I'm Tris... no, let me repay what you've lost... I'm Tris, Father! Mother!"

"Tris! My daughter!!"

"My baby Tris!!! Wail!!"

Hug Squeeze

We three embraced tightly. Well then... even if this happiness is fabricated, living in the present beats dwelling on the past, right?

Geng (real body hidden within Tris): HP-6

Huh?...

End Chapter 9 : "I Am Tris"