2025-12-22 01:56:17I'll away.
He was awake—but his eyelids hadn't gotten the message yet. He pushed, and pushed, until at last they creaked open. And immediately shut them again as water splashed on top of his eyeballs. Water was splashing everywhere on him, actually. He was soaked to the bone and more than a little cold. "It started raining?" Rob sighed. "Is this some kind of cosmic joke?" No one answered. Rob brought up his Character Sheet, which thankfully he didn't need to have his eyes open to look at. HP: 17 / 210 Stamina: 18 / 90 Status Effects: Bleeding (Minor) His eyes were glued to the screen. Two simple letters and two simple numbers decided whether he would live or die. He waited, every second lasting an eternity. Panic welled up within him when his HP ticked down, but it ticked back up shortly after, and then again after he waited a few minutes. For every 1 HP lost to bleeding, he regenerated 2. Approximately. Another brain poke reminded him that Do Not Go Gently was off cooldown, and could be used again. He activated it a heartbeat later. Good enough. Guess I beat the buzzer. Wonder if hitting 0 is the end, though. Maybe I can go a bit below and be okay? The core of his being told him in no uncertain terms that no, he wouldn't be. HP wasn't just an abstract number; it was a representation of his body's ability to keep on going. If he hit 0, it was because he was dead. Period. He felt a chill, and it wasn't from the rain. With laborious movements, he sat himself up and made his way towards the cave. Moving sucked and his arm still hurt like a bitch, but if he stayed out in the rain any longer, he would catch his death of cold. Literally. Would be embarrassing to survive a wolf attack and get finished off by the sniffles. He glanced at where the wolf had fallen. In the time since he'd passed out, the wolf had somehow melted into a black sludge that was in the process of being washed away by the rain. It smelled like old rotten meat. If Rob had the energy to gag, he would have. Rob positioned himself inside the cave, right by the entrance, deep enough inside to shield himself from the rain but as far away from the shadowed interior as possible. He leaned back against the wall, getting comfortable as best as he could with stone protrusions digging into his back, and resigned himself to a long period of waiting for his magical regeneration skill and 10 vague points of artificial hardiness he'd pumped into his body to do their thing. Which was… definitely something to be examined in greater detail when he wasn't 90% dead. Minutes passed. His hands got cold, so he shoved them into his pockets. And felt a crinkle. Rob pulled out the small scrap of parchment that had been stashed in his pocket, so thin that he'd never realized it was there. The note was waterlogged by the rain and stained with blood, but the two words written on it in flowery penmanship were just legible enough to read: "Good luck." — Character Sheet Name: Rob Level: 2 Race: Human Class: N/A HP: 20 / 210 Stamina: 18 / 90 MP: 50 / 50 Status Effects: Bleeding (Minor), Morbid Realization Strength: 13 Vitality: 21 Endurance: 9 Dexterity: 10 Perception: 9 Mind: 19 Magic: 5 Unspent Points: 0 Active Skills: Identify (LV 2) Recall (LV 1) Do Not Go Gently (LV 1) (RARE) Passive Skills: Human Racial Bonus – Fast Learner Speed Reading (LV 2) Regeneration (LV 1) Tough Skin (LV 1) ??? Active Skills (Details) Name: Identify (LV 2) Prerequisites: Mind 15, spend at least one year of your life specifically seeking out new knowledge. Description: Imparts knowledge of the scanned object to the user. Cooldown: N/A Name: Recall (LV 1) Prerequisites: Mind 15 Description: Activate to permanently remember any written or spoken words read/heard by the user within the last five minutes. Words committed to memory through Recall can be forgotten at-will at any time. Max 200 words stored. Cooldown: 1 Hour Name: Do Not Go Gently (LV 1) (RARE) Prerequisites: Vitality 10, go through a near-death experience, and exhibit the unyielding will to survive. Description: When HP falls below 25%, double Vitality and double the effectiveness of all defense and Vitality-based skills. Duration: 1 Minute Cooldown: 15 Minutes Passive Skills (Details) Name: Speed Reading (LV 2) Prerequisites: Mind 15, read at least 10 lengthy books. Description: Your personal reading speed is increased by 20% without a reduction in memory retention or comprehension. Name: Regeneration (LV 1) Prerequisite: Vitality 20 Description: Heals 10% of Max HP every hour. Name: Tough Skin (LV 1) Prerequisite: Vitality 20, take grievous physical damage at least once. Description: Reduces physical damage incurred by 10%. Name: ??? Prerequisites: Reach Level 99, and ???
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On the third day, he almost died. It wasn't even his fault this time.Rob woke up from his nightmares to find that his HP and Stamina were falling fast. The culprit was no mystery; he was coughing up a lung and shivering like a babe in winter. He drank water and ate berries – the non-poisonous ones – to keep his strength up, but nothing helped.Passive Skill Gained!Name: Disease ResistancePrerequisite: Come down with a potentially life-threatening disease.Description: Helps you fight off nasty microorganisms. Sadly, you won't get EXP from them.Fuck, what do I have? Dysentery? Malaria? I mean...I keep getting bit by animals with the 'Infected' status but...shit.Rob made sure he Breathed Deep, and often, his new Passive skill barely keeping his Stamina above water. He wasn't sure how the relationship between HP and Stamina worked, but he had to believe that keeping his Stamina high would help his body fight off the infection. Every little bit helped. Especially when the nearest hos
air is life
Stab. Climb. Stab. Climb. He fell into a rhythm while simultaneously making sure he didn't get complacent. The cliffside could loosen in the wrong way at any moment, and he needed to be prepared for when that happened. At some point he gained a point in Strength, then a point in Endurance and a few Passive Skills from reaching the Endurance 10 milestone, including the first level in Climbing and something called Deep Breathing, and while all that probably helped he just did not have the mental capacity to care.Could have been twenty minutes. Could have been twenty years. He couldn't tell the difference, but however long it took, he made it. Cresting over the top of the cliff gave him the most thrillingly relief-filled moment of his entire life. He plodded along a good bit away from the dreaded edge, the entire upper half of his body aching like it was on fire, and checked to make sure he was safe from any ambushing rodents before collapsing into a pile of limbs and sweat.For your fa
nine more feet to go
He sat down, mind poring over every bit of poison trivia his late-night Wikipedia binges had turned up. The knowledge was there, but accessing it in his current mental state was like trying to find a library book in an earthquake. Not that it mattered either way; he didn't have access to any kind of antidote, or medical supplies, or a doctor, so his only real option was to sit down and keep his nerves in check.I'll be okay. It was just one berry, and I only got Poison Resistance Level 1. It...probably would have already gone up to Level 2 if the damage was that going to be life-threatening. This can't possibly be worse than taco night.It was worse than taco night.Five minutes of worsening stomach pains and slowly – but consistently – falling HP, Rob panic-shoved his 5 unspent Stat Points into Vitality in the hopes of getting an upgrade to Regeneration. The skill stayed at Level 1, and he panicked further. His stomach bubbled and broiled with nausea to the point where he felt like v
oh fuck
The pop culture reference his brain had conjured—the product of a diseased mind raised on TV commercials—forced him to remember the one part of his Character Sheet he'd been studiously ignoring.The Active Skill Do Not Go Gently, which would undoubtedly come in handy the next time a wolf decided to munch on him, was a Skill that left him feeling ill as he considered the ramifications that its name implied."Do not go gently into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light."It was a fairly well-known poem back on Earth, and had featured prominently in several popular pieces of media.And that was the problem—unlike everything else he'd encountered before being thrown into whatever this new world was, that Skill was very specifically a reference to Earth.Something like Tough Skin was generalized, but Do Not Go Gently was a dead giveaway that the system that governed his RPG mechanics was aware of Earth, alluding to it, and potentially an accomplice to whatever force had
struggle for survival
HP: 99 / 210Stamina: 35 / 90—HP: 100 / 210Stamina: 37 / 90Rob shut his metaphysical eyes and closed the Character Sheet as an unbidden sigh of relief hissed through clenched teeth.Despite everything that had happened, seeing his HP finally tick back up to the triple digits after hours of waiting for another rabid wolf to chance upon him and finish the job was almost, almost enough to make him feel better.At present, the comfort it afforded did little more than make a dent in the iron wall of rage solidifying inside him.Because someone was fucking with him.It was something he'd strongly suspected considering the portal's parting words of "You'll Do", but having it outright confirmed via a belated post-it-note was such a slap in the face that he tore the message to shreds the second he'd finished processing it.Good luck? he thought, for the hundredth time.Some jackass put me here on purpose, and all they have to say to me is Good Luck?!He thought, for the hundredth-and-first
## the beginning 4
I'll away.He was awake—but his eyelids hadn't gotten the message yet. He pushed, and pushed, until at last they creaked open.And immediately shut them again as water splashed on top of his eyeballs.Water was splashing everywhere on him, actually. He was soaked to the bone and more than a little cold."It started raining?" Rob sighed. "Is this some kind of cosmic joke?"No one answered.Rob brought up his Character Sheet, which thankfully he didn't need to have his eyes open to look at.HP: 17 / 210Stamina: 18 / 90Status Effects: Bleeding (Minor)His eyes were glued to the screen. Two simple letters and two simple numbers decided whether he would live or die.He waited, every second lasting an eternity. Panic welled up within him when his HP ticked down, but it ticked back up shortly after, and then again after he waited a few minutes.For every 1 HP lost to bleeding, he regenerated 2.Approximately.Another brain poke reminded him that Do Not Go Gently was off cooldown, and could
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