A cloaked figure was slowly walking away from the corpse of a goblin, looking at his wrist, reading what was on it.
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Name; Seraph.
Strength; F-377. Endurance; G-214. Dexterity; F-312. Agility; G-263. Magic; I-11.
Skill(s);
Magic; [Rift strike]
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He had reincarnated a few days ago, he started with the classic 'I-10' with everything. He found out that he didn't need to waste time getting a falna or whatever it was called, and could go right into the dungeon because he somehow already had one, one on his wrist.
[Tip; It is reccomended to join the guild to gain information and related things.]
Seraph again ignored the system's tips, joining the guild could be done later, but gaining strength needed to be done, right now.
[Tip; It is reccomended that you rest, you have not slept for {02;03;55;12}.]
He again ignored the tip, sleep was inefficient. And he needed to get no sleep for a while to open himself up for the 'Uberman' schedule of sleep. Which was very efficient.
After his mandated 10 seconds of rest after every battle, he rushed forwards once again.
After only a few seconds, he found a few goblins 'This time I'll practice magic, agility and dexterity.' He took out his only weapon, a worn dagger taken from an adventurer's corpse about 14 hours ago.
What he needed to do for efficiency was to interrupt one, kill it, then charge and kill another with his initiative.
He didn't stop and wait for a goblin, but right before he got into the goblin's range he took a jump and held his dagger with two hands. The left with a back handed-grip while the other holding on the back of the hilt.
With his jump, he kept his previous momentum, and pushed the goblin down while putting a dagger into it's throat. He then took it out quickly and stabbed into the chestal area. Making the body disappear.
"To break spacetime; [Rift strike]." He suddenly launched his elbow backwards, as a goblin behind him tried to attack him. And suddenly, as if it was striked on the nose, it's attack was stopped "To break space time; [Rift strike]."
He turned around and strook the air violently with a swing, with the goblin as if it was hit on the temple, causing blood to spurt.
He then charged forwards and slashed the goblin's chest, and another one bites the dust 'Just two left.'
"To break spacetime; [Rift strike]" He raised his leg and did a karate strike, hitting the slightly out of range goblin in the throat. Then he threw the dagger into its throat, reaching its target well enough to kill it 'Just one left.'
"To break spacetime; [Rift strike]" He punched the only enemy left, and put it a bloody nose on that disgusting face of it's.
He then charged, jumped, and drop kicked the goblin that was trying to stand up. Then he walked up to the downed, and with a concussion, goblin, and stomped on it's neck hard enough for him to hear a 'Crack'.
He sighed and came back to the corpse with his dagger in it, and ripped his property out of it.
He quickly looked at his falma
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Strength; F-377->F-378. Endurance; G-214. Dexterity; F-312->F-314. Agility; G-263->G-267. Magic; I-11->I-26.
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He had just gained his magic in the fight before the fight before this fight, and he felt good seeing his stats growing. He was honestly quite afraid that he wouldn't be able to grind that stat until later.
Though he felt his energy drained, and realized that he couldn't use this '[Rift strike]' that much before he grinded his magic to an unbelievable level. He had used it overall, five times. So he was quite satisfied with his mastery. Though after pacing through what he could've done, he realized that he could've probably tripped/crippled them (By the legs)
He sighed slightly while he was running towards the next batch.
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After a long day of work, actually, three continuous days of sleepless work. He walked out of the guild, now a registered adventurer, did they know his stats? No, having some organization know all your information is kind-of not that cool, so you can just not tell them anything about that. All he had to do was show he was strong enough to be an adventurer. So he punched something and showed that he went beyond human limitation.
So he got some basic equipment from the guild as a newbie adventurer, so he picked up a rare weapon that's harder to buy/find, a samurai sword, or whatever it was called 'A ninjato, 'eh? It's pretty good if I gain some proficiency in it's usage.'
From what he saw during the time he was running through the streets was that Ninjatos weren't that common and easy to find. There was only one in the collection of weapons he was able to choose one.
And it was also cool, he'll be able to induce fear and create his own little team with more ease if he was cool. It would increase efficiency.
Though he personally saw efficiency as the utmost of cool, others could not open their eyes to the truth. But even if they did, they would close them again due to the horrors withheld by closing ones eyes.
He silently entered a random bar and looked at the menu 'Right now I need short-term nutrients, so I can ignore fiber for now. Protein, carbohydrates and vitamins...'
He walked out there 740 valis poorer.
He quickly viewed the street, and ran into an alley, looked for dark corner, and slept there.
20 minutes later he woke up and ran for the hills, back into the dungeon he went.
Today's goal?; Get to the 3rd floor for increased exp gain. Wait... Does this man not know it's called exalia?
Anyways, he rushed through the dungeon without any rest, even if he had only 20 minutes of sleep in the last three days. He was used to a week without sleep, but that was with caffeine and other stimulants without (too) many side-effects.
He passed by a group, it seemed familiar to him, but it did not concern him as he passed by. But he suddenly realized that four hours had passed with his internal clock, so he dusted off a place by the rock, and slept.
"What is he doing?" A young blond with golden eyes asked.
An older woman with green hair and knife ears said in response "Sleeping presumably," she pulled at the younger girl's shoulder "Now, come with me. You finally took a break on your own, so let's get out of here."
She nodded slightly, and walked with the rest of her group out of the dungeon.
They decided to enter an inn called the 'Hostess of firtility'.
They bought some of the more expensive options "Take it as a treat for Ais' first time taking a break on her own!" They had fun, and the gray haired wolf-kin was made fun of for one of his.
But the elf, Riveria, heard something from the maids "Remember that weirdo?" "The one in the cloak?" "Yea." "Ugh, he was so weird, when I took his order he asked something weird about 'Calories' and 'Proteins'." Though they were silenced by their superior.
She just took it was interns being a little too touchy and went back to celebrating.
The next day they passed past a cloaked figure who was sleeping in the 4th floor.
Riveria heard a small voice counting "56... 57... 58... 59... 60."
The cloaked figure instantly shot up on his feet and ran with no concern of those around him, causing a slight jolt of caution go through Ais. But she quickly calmed down after seeing him run somewhere else.
Seraph looked at his new stats.
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Strength; F-378->E-432. Endurance; G-214->G-293. Dexterity; F-314->E-412. Agility; F-322->F-387. Magic; I-26->H-142.
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The monsters had gotten stronger and more numerous in this floor, allowing for a quicker gain of stats.
He found a lone kobold, which was rare.
He thought of how to gain the most exp and concluded after a second of thoughts.
He instantly did a cart wheel, but when he reached the height of his movement, he jumped with his hands. While in he air he kept his hands to his chest and twirled around, while taking out his dagger.
When he finally reached the kobold, the dagger went right past the head. Instead Seraph's other hand held onto it's throat and made him pivot downwards, ending up with his dagger in the back of the creature. But it wasn't enough to reach the magic stone inside.
So Seraph; "To break spacetime; [Rift strike]." Punched 'Into' the open wound after taking out the dagger.
Right after the monster disintegrated, leaving only it's magic stone "I wonder why, even if I damage the magic stone of a monster enough that it disappears, it's somehow always in perfect condition after the monster dies."
Though he didn't mind it much as he picked up the stone and put it into his mouth and swallowed it whole.
Why? Since it didn't have a bad effect at least. Since the stones dissolved in his throat. He also read knows that monsters that eat magic stones gain power, and why not try it out?
And with that, he ate the first magic stone he had gotten his hands on, and found out that it did nothing harmful.
Seraph had rested for his allocated 10 seconds, and rushed forwards to the 5th floor, it would be more efficient to grind there instead of in the 4th floor.