Venomous Redemption

Reed's gaze fixated on the words "Purge the Aura," his mind racing with possibilities. He pondered the situation, seeking a solution. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he turned to the vulture residing within his consciousness.

"Vulture, any ideas on how to nullify this Dark Aura?"

The vulture's voice echoed with a hint of excitement.

[Indeed, Reed. You possess a skill that can be the key to neutralizing the effects of the Dark Aura: your Poison Flame.]

Reed's eyes widened as he contemplated the vulture's words. The Poison Flame skill, which he had wielded before, held the potential to counteract the darkness that plagued him.

"Wait a minute, Poison Flame... Could it actually help me overcome this Dark Aura?"

The vulture responded, its voice carrying a mix of certainty and intrigue.

[Absolutely, Reed. The venomous nature of your Poison Flame has a unique property that can disrupt and counter dark energy. By infusing your flames with toxic elements, you can create a concoction capable of nullifying the effects of the Dark Aura.]

Reed's eyes narrowed as he focused on purging the dark aura that plagued him. He pondered his options, considering the skills at his disposal. His gaze settled on the Poison Flame skill, a dangerous yet potentially effective method for nullifying the effects of the dark aura.

"Poison Flame... Huh, seems like the perfect match for this mess."

He turned to the vulture, seeking guidance in his moment of uncertainty. The vulture, perched on a nearby branch, spoke with a voice laden with wisdom.

[Indeed, young one. Your Poison Flame skill possesses the unique ability to neutralize corrupt energies. By channeling the venomous flames into the wound, you can counteract the effects of the dark aura. However, be warned, for it is a perilous path to tread.]

Reed's brows furrowed as he weighed his options. The vulture's words resonated within him, its cautionary tone emphasizing the risks involved. But in this 50/50 situation, he knew he had to take a chance.

Got it. It's a risky move, but playing it safe won't get me anywhere.

With a determined resolve, Reed inhaled deeply, gathering his inner strength. He focused his mind, envisioning the Poison Flame skill manifesting in his palm. The flames danced with a venomous green hue, ready to cleanse the tainted energy that plagued his being.

Reed's hand trembled as he prepared to unleash the Poison Flame. Doubt whispered in his ear, but he pushed it aside. He knew that sometimes, the greatest triumphs were born from taking risks.

"Alright, Poison Flame, show me what you've got!"

His voice carried a mixture of determination and anticipation. With a swift motion, he pressed his palm against the wound, the venomous flames erupting from his hand. The area was filled with an acrid scent, a testament to the poisonous nature of his power.

As the flames made contact with the dark aura-infested wound, Reed experienced a surge of intense sensation. Pain lanced through his body, searing and unrelenting. It felt as if he were willingly subjecting himself to the venomous flames, enduring their bite in exchange for the chance at liberation.

The area seemed to blur around him as his senses heightened, each flicker of the Poison Flame burning brighter in his perception. The intense heat seeped into his skin, the agony intensifying with every passing moment. But he refused to yield.

Reed's teeth clenched, his knuckles turning white from the strain. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he fought against the overwhelming pain. His mind echoed with the vulture's reassurance, reminding him that this was a necessary sacrifice for his liberation.

As the Poison Flame continued to ravage the dark aura, a glimmer of hope flickered within Reed's heart. The dark tendrils of corruption gradually receded, their grip weakening under the onslaught of his skill. The battle was far from over, but the scales were tipping in his favor.

"Can you feel it, darkness? You're no match for the power of Poison Flame."

A mixture of relief and exhaustion washed over him as the Poison Flame completed its task. Reed withdrew his hand, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He gazed upon the wound, now devoid of the suffocating darkness that had plagued him.

As he rest, a window suddenly pops up in front of him

{2 New Passive Skill Acquired}

{Skill: Venomous Resilience}

Type: Passive Skill

Mana cost: None.

-Venomous Resilience enhances the user's resilience and endurance, providing resistance to poison and granting restorative effects when affected by poison. Level 5 grants a high degree of poison immunity, rapid toxin purging, and accelerated healing in the presence of poison.

Reed's eyes widened as the system notification beeped, alerting him to his newly acquired passive skill. He quickly accessed his status screen, eager to learn more about this newfound ability.

"Venomous Resilience, huh? Sounds like it's right up my alley."

The description of the skill appeared before him, displayed like an interface in a game.

Reed read through the details, his excitement growing with each word. Venomous Resilience would provide him with enhanced defense against toxic and venomous attacks. It would grant him resistance to poisons, toxins, and other harmful substances, a valuable asset in his dangerous journey.

“So, it boosts my defense against poisons and toxins. That'll definitely come in handy. And it even offers health regeneration when exposed to toxins? That's a neat bonus.”

He couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude towards the vulture for guiding him towards the Poison Flame skill, which had led to the manifestation of this powerful passive ability.

{Skill: Poison Blood.}

Type: Passive Skill

Mana cost: None.

-Poison Blood infuses the user's bloodstream with a potent venom, enhancing their offensive capabilities. Level 5 imbues blood attacks with a poison effect, dealing additional damage over time. Higher levels increase poison potency and duration.

As Reed completed the intricate process of channeling the Poison Flame into his body, a familiar system notification beeped, indicating a significant development. His anticipation peaked as he accessed the notification to uncover the details of his newly obtained passive skill.

Reed's eyes widened with excitement as he read the description of Poison Blood, displayed before him in the game-like interface.

‘Poison Blood? This sounds like a game-changer

The words resonated within him, igniting his imagination and strategic thinking. Poison Blood would infuse his bloodstream with a potent venom, granting him a formidable offensive advantage. With each blood strike, the venom coursing through his veins would unleash additional damage over time, leaving his enemies writhing in agony.

"So, my attacks will have a poison effect now. That means I can wear down my opponents even after the initial blow. The higher the level, the stronger and longer-lasting the poison."

His mind raced with possibilities, envisioning the tactical implications of this newfound power. Poison Blood would not only augment his combat prowess but also provide a lethal edge against enemies with regenerative abilities or high defenses.

"Poison Blood, you've just upped my game. Get ready for a taste of my venomous strikes."

He couldn't help but grin at the thought of the surprise he would bring to his adversaries. With Poison Blood fueling his every blow, Reed's fighting style would evolve, becoming more insidious and devastating.

{Name: Reed}

-Class: Healer

-Title: Goblin Reaper

-Vigor: 9

-Mana: 1

{Stat}

Strength: 54

Agility: 50

Intelligence: 50

Endurance: 50

Wisdom: 40

{Passive Skills}

-Determination Lv. 5

-Serpent Senses. Lv. 5

-Sword Mastery Lv. 5

-Dual Wield Lv. 5

-Venomous Resilience Lv.5

-Poison Blood Lv.5

{Active Skills}

-Accel Lv.5

-Heal Lv. 5

-Flame Lv.5

(Poison Flame)

-Lighting Strike Lv. 5

{Available points to distribute: 0}

Reed's eyes scanned his status window, searching for the familiar sight of his level status. However, to his surprise and confusion, it was nowhere to be found. Perplexed, he turned his attention to the vulture perched nearby.

"Hey, Vulture, where did my level status go? It's not showing up anymore."

The vulture let out a low caw, its piercing gaze fixed upon Reed.

[I have removed it.]

Reed furrowed his brows, his curiosity piqued by the vulture's cryptic response.

"Removed it? But why? What's the reason behind it?"

The vulture remained unfazed, its eyes gleaming with an enigmatic wisdom.

[The absence of your level status serves a purpose, Reed. It is a catalyst for growth and self-discovery]

Reed's frustration mingled with intrigue as he tried to comprehend the vulture's words. He yearned for an explanation, seeking to understand the rationale behind such a drastic change.

“A catalyst for growth? How does removing my level status contribute to my development?”

The vulture's gaze intensified as if peering deep into Reed's soul.

[Levels can be limiting, Reed. They confine your perception of progress to numerical increments. By removing this constraint, you are free to explore your true potential without the confines of predefined milestones.]

Reed's mind whirled with a mix of confusion and anticipation. The vulture's words resonated within him, planting a seed of realization that transcended the confines of traditional gaming mechanics.

“So, by removing my level status, I'm no longer bound by preconceived notions of growth. I can chart my own path and discover my true potential.”

The vulture nodded, acknowledging Reed's understanding.

[Indeed, Reed. Embrace the journey that lies ahead. Your strength shall no longer be measured solely by numbers, but by the depths of your character, the resilience of your spirit, and the unwavering determination that drives you.]

Reed's frustration gradually transformed into a newfound resolve. He accepted the vulture's wisdom, recognizing the opportunity that lay before him—a chance to transcend the confines of conventional systems and forge his own destiny.

Reed's eyes narrowed as he rummaged through his inventory, his focus honed on the precious potions nestled within. His hands swiftly plucked a few vials, each containing a glimmering liquid that held the promise of rejuvenation. With an air of determination, he uncorked one of the vials and brought it to his lips.

“Time to replenish my energy and gather my strength. Can't afford to let my guard down.”

As the potion cascaded down his throat, a surge of revitalizing energy coursed through Reed's veins. Fatigue dissolved, replaced by a renewed vigor that fueled his resolve and fortified his spirit.

The stat window beneath the text updated, showcasing the increased values of Reed's replenished HP and mana.

{Name: Reed}

-Class: Healer

-Title: Goblin Reaper

-Vigor: 9

-Mana: 1

{Stats}

-HP: +250 (Max: 850)

-Mana: +50 (Max: 250)

Reed's body surged with newfound energy as he downed the revitalizing potions, his muscles pulsating with vigor. He stood up tall, feeling a rush of vitality coursing through his veins.

"That's more like it. Time to get moving!"

He glanced up at the sky, witnessing the so-called sun's descent beyond the horizon, casting a warm glow that was slowly replaced by the emergence of a star-studded night sky. The moon's gentle radiance painted the world in a soft, ethereal light.

"Nightfall approaches. I mustn't waste any more time. The Withered Woods await."

With a sense of urgency, Reed quickened his pace, his footsteps purposeful and determined. The forest known as the Withered Woods loomed ahead, its twisted branches and dense foliage embracing an air of mystery and trepidation.

As Reed ventured deeper into the Withered Woods, his keen eyes caught sight of a small, dilapidated shack nestled amidst the ancient trees. It seemed like a haven, a place to catch his breath and gather his thoughts. With cautious steps, he approached the worn-out structure, its weathered wooden panels creaking in the breeze.

Reed pushed open the rickety door, revealing a dimly lit interior. The air was heavy with the scent of dampness and abandonment. Inside, his gaze fell upon a peculiar sight—a set of clothing draped over a makeshift wooden stand. It appeared to be a peasant-rogue outfit, perfectly suited for traversing the shadows unnoticed.

"Hmm, what do we have here? A rogue's attire, it seems. I could use something to help me blend in and move stealthily."

He gingerly examined the tattered brown tunic, its fabric worn and patched, bearing the marks of countless adventures. The trousers, sturdy and practical, hinted at a life spent navigating treacherous terrains. The leather boots, scuffed and well-worn, promised resilience and surefooted.

Curiosity piqued, Reed's fingers traced the contours of the weathered cloak that hung from a hook on the wall. As he pulled it closer, a faint shimmer caught his eye—a hidden pocket concealed within the cloak's folds. Intrigued, he reached inside and discovered a small window, displaying the details of the items before him.

{Peasant-Rogue Outfit}

- Tunic: A durable and patched brown tunic that provides ease of movement and hints at a life of adventure.

- Trousers: Practical and sturdy trousers designed for traversing treacherous terrains.

- Boots: Well-worn leather boots that offer resilience and surefooted.

- Cloak: A weathered cloak with a raised hood, perfect for concealing one's features and blending into the shadows. It holds hidden pockets for keeping valuable items close at hand.

"Ah, it seems this outfit is more than meets the eye. Its practicality and stealthy design are just what I need. Let's put it to good use."

With a determined nod, Reed shed his previous garments and donned the peasant-rogue outfit. The tunic clung to his frame, providing comfort and freedom of movement. The trousers hugged his legs, allowing for agile maneuvers. The boots embraced his feet, offering support and stability.

Pulling up the cloak's hood, Reed felt a sense of transformation wash over him. Its concealed pockets held the promise of hidden tools and trinkets, ready to aid him in his journey. The rustic charm of the outfit resonated with his adventurous spirit, instilling a newfound confidence.

“Nice.”

As Reed adorned the peasant-rogue outfit, the system's notification chimed, breaking the silence of the abandoned shack. A holographic display materialized before him, bearing the words {Daily Task Available} His eyes gleamed beneath the shadow of his raised hood, a flicker of anticipation sparking within.

The holographic display materialized before him, presenting the details of his task in a captivating fashion. The words "Daily Task: Monster Hunting" glowed in vibrant hues, capturing his attention. Reed's heart quickened with excitement as he read the requirements: to hunt down and eliminate 20 formidable monsters.

A surge of adrenaline coursed through his veins as he imagined the challenges and rewards that awaited him.

{Daily Task: Monster Hunting now available}

-Hunt 20 Monsters (1/20)

As Reed's gaze fell upon the details of the daily task, his eyes narrowed in surprise and slight frustration. The number of required monster hunts had doubled, from 10 to 20. His mind raced, trying to comprehend the sudden change.

Reed's voice, laced with determination and a touch of annoyance, echoed within the confines of his mind.

"Well, well, the system's really pushing me, huh? From 10 to 20, just like that? No sweat, I'll show you what I'm made of."

His grip on his weapon tightened, his resolve unyielding. Reed's determination burned brightly as he contemplated the increased challenge before him. He knew that surpassing his limits was the only way to grow stronger.

"I won't back down. If they want 20, then I'll give them 40. I'll make every swing count, every strike a testament to my resolve."

Reed's eyes narrowed beneath his mask, his focus honed on the imminent hunt. With a firm resolve, he stepped out of the run-down shack, ready to traverse the treacherous path of the Withered Woods, his steps purposeful and his weapon at the ready.

As Reed ventured deeper into the foreboding Withering Woods, the air crackled with anticipation. His eyes gleamed with a menacing hue, a reflection of his unwavering resolve to face whatever dangers lay ahead.

One by one, Reed clashed with a diverse array of fearsome monsters, each encounter showcasing his growing prowess. The echoes of battle reverberated through the ancient trees as he engaged in relentless combat, the forest floor becoming a stage for his thrilling exploits.

As Reed delved deeper into the treacherous depths of the Withering Woods, a sinister aura surrounded him, igniting a menacing hue in his gleaming eyes. The forest came alive with the clash of steel and the echoes of battle as he confronted a multitude of monstrous adversaries.

{You’ve killed a Shadowstalkers}

Shadowstalkers: Elusive and agile predators that melded seamlessly with the shadows.

{You’ve killed a Blightfiends}

Blightfiends: Foul abominations wreathed in decay, emanating a toxic aura that threatened to sap his strength.

{You’ve killed a Thornwhispers}

Thornwhispers: Enigmatic spirits adorned with ethereal thorny vines, their haunting melodies lured unsuspecting prey.

{You’ve killed a Gloomspires}

Gloomspires: Towering monstrosities shrouded in an impenetrable darkness, emanating an aura of raw power.

After relentless hours spent within the depths of the foreboding Withering Woods, the dawn began to break, casting its warm glow upon the land. As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the dense canopy, Reed emerged from the forest, his figure coated in a tapestry of battle scars and smeared with the blood of his vanquished foes.

With each step he took, his eyes burned with an intense gleam, reflecting the fiery determination that had consumed him during his arduous journey. The weight of his accomplishments hung in the air, an unseen aura that pulsed with a potent mix of power and menace.

Reed's presence was unmistakable as he stood on the forest's edge, an embodiment of indomitable will and unwavering resolve. The once peaceful surroundings seemed to acknowledge his triumph, the wind whispering tales of his relentless pursuit and the earth beneath his feet trembling in awe.

His very essence seemed transformed as if the trials within the Woods had imbued him with otherworldly energy.

As Reed stood at the forest's edge, he took a moment to bask in the glory of his triumph. The desolate abyss within him had been vanquished, replaced by an unyielding resolve and an insatiable hunger for greater challenges. The journey was far from over, but with each passing moment, Reed became more formidable, more determined, and more prepared to face whatever lay ahead.

And so, with his eyes still gleaming and a menacing aura enveloping him, Reed stepped forward into the light of the rising sun, ready to embark on the next chapter of his extraordinary adventure.

Reed stretched his body, feeling the fatigue from his relentless battle in the Withering Woods. As he opened up his status window, his eyes scanned the familiar layout, revealing his current state of strength and potential.

{Name: Reed}

-Class: Healer

-Title: Goblin Reaper

-HP: 250 (Max: 850)

-Mana: 50 (Max: 250)

{Stat}

Strength: 54

Agility: 50

Intelligence: 50

Endurance: 50

Wisdom: 40

{Passive Skills}

-Determination Lv. 5

-Serpent Senses. Lv. 5

-Sword Mastery Lv. 5

-Dual Wield Lv. 5

-Venomous Resilience Lv.5

-Poison Blood Lv.5

{Active Skills}

-Accel Lv.5

-Heal Lv. 5

-Flame Lv.5

(Poison Flame)

-Lighting Strike Lv. 5

{Available points to distribute: 40}

Reed stared at the 40 available stat points with a mixture of awe and excitement. It was a substantial number, one that held immense potential for his growth. He couldn't help but marvel at the possibilities that lay before him.

"Forty stat points... That's quite a haul," Reed murmured, his voice filled with a sense of wonder. "I've never earned this many in a single venture. The Withering Woods truly put me to the test."

As he carefully considered his options, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He knew that distributing these points fairly among his attributes was crucial for maintaining balance and unlocking his true potential.

"These points hold the key to my growth," Reed said, his eyes shining with determination. "I need to make sure I allocate them wisely, considering both offense and defense. It's all about finding the right balance."

With a steady hand, Reed began distributing the stat points, contemplating each decision with a thoughtful expression. He listened to the inner voice guiding him, the voice that whispered of his strengths and weaknesses.

"Strength... I definitely need more power behind my strikes,"

Reed mused, allocating a portion of the points to bolster his physical might. "But agility is equally important. I need to be nimble and quick, evading attacks and seizing opportunities."

As the points were distributed, Reed's mind raced with anticipation. The growth he was experiencing was tangible, and he could already imagine the impact it would have on his future battles.

"Intelligence... Endurance... Wisdom..."

Reed continued, spreading the points evenly among these attributes. "Each one plays a vital role in my abilities as a healer and a fighter. They all contribute to my overall effectiveness."

With the final point assigned, Reed leaned back, studying the newly adjusted stats with satisfaction. He could feel the balance that had been achieved, the harmony between his various attributes.

"Perfect,"

After the distribution, his final stats looked as follows:

{Stat}

Strength: 62

Agility: 58

Intelligence: 58

Endurance: 58

Wisdom: 48

With the added points, Reed's strength had increased to 62, empowering his physical prowess and enhancing his ability to deliver impact blows. His agility had risen to 58, granting him swiftness and the capability to react swiftly in combat. The boost in intelligence to 58 further fueled his knowledge and strategic thinking, enabling him to make wise decisions during battles. Reed's endurance had also been bolstered to 58, fortifying his resilience and allowing him to endure prolonged fights. Finally, his wisdom stood at 48, serving as the essence of his healing powers.

-Hunt 20 Monsters (50/20)

{You’ve completed ‘Daily Task: Monster Hunting’}

{You may now obtain the rewards}

{Would you like to confirm?}

‘Confirm.’

-Health Potion: A small flask filled with a red liquid that restores a modest amount of health. When consumed, it rejuvenates the user's vitality, allowing the user to recover from injuries and keep fighting in the face of adversity.

-Mana Potion: A vial containing a bluish liquid that replenishes a moderate amount of mana. When consumed, it refills the user's magical reserves, empowering the user to cast spells and unleash the user’s mystical abilities.

-Enigmatic Relic: A peculiar artifact of unknown origin. Its purpose and potential are shrouded in mystery. Though its current properties are unclear.

Reed carefully stowed away the health potion and mana potion, appreciating their immediate usefulness in replenishing his strength during battles. However, his curiosity was piqued by the enigmatic relic. Its significance was yet to be unveiled, but he couldn't shake the feeling that it held immense potential and would play a crucial role in shaping his destiny.

With a sense of anticipation, Reed secured the rewards in his inventory, knowing that the enigmatic relic would unveil its true nature and purpose when the time was right.

END OF CHAPTER 22.