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{STATUS}
{Name : Invis}
{Age : 18}
{Class : Sky Island Manager}
{Level : 1}
{XP : 10/100}
{Race : Human}
{Agility : 5}
{Health : 10}
{Magic Defense : 5}
{Mana : 5}
{Physical Defense : 3}
{Strength : 3}
{SKILLS}
{Active Skills}
{Sky Ocean}
{Allows user to create a
separate space for sky islands}
{Island Creation}
{Allows user to add sky
islands equal to their level}
{Passive Skills}
{Island Salary}
{Earn experience and Island Points (IP)
based on island count}
-{Status}- {Islands}
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After telling my parents that I was heading back to the islands, I thought about the skill I use to travel between my world and The Sky, as I decided to call the place where the islands are. Unexpectedly, there was already a notification on my system.
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{Due to user's speed in setting up the island, user has been granted another feature}
{would you like to use this now, or wait}
{Use now} {Wait}
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"Huh, another feature? This must be rare." I said, a bit dazed because of the notification. "I'll use it now, any thing I can do to get an advantage later would be good." I mentioned, while pressing {Use now}. I was given three options, all quite good.
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{Bonus feature granted}
{OPTIONS}
{Crystal Forge}
{Allows user to recycle gear for a chance to get a better item}
{Trader's Outpost}
{A place where the user can trade items with the natives of The Sky}
{General Store}
{A standard general store. Sells items from The Sky and Earth}
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Looking at my options, although being able to recycle items is useful, and being able to directly but items is also good, the {Trader's Outpost} does both, presumably. Since I decided, and every second counts, I quickly tapped the second option. Nothing happened. At least at first, then, I saw a cloud slowly drift down, stop, hovering just above the ground. It stayed there for a few minuets, before rising, showing an entire caravan, seeming stopped like they were settled for the night.
Skeptically, I walked over. "Good evening, Traveler." Said a voice from inside one of the wagons, which seemed to be set up as a store on wheels. "What goods do you have?" I asked.
"Anything you can think of, we can get." The shopkeeper said. "Also, I'm Sam."