The Two Lives Of Aaron Wade: The Gamer And The Heir 16 The Island Of Patmos Iii : Captive

When I logged back in into Lost Descendants, I was feeling a whole lot more motivated than I previously was the last time I played the game. The world needs me to play to win, but my mom wants me to live to win. That was the key that many of the people looking for her virus and my grandfather's formula were missing.

They had to live in this world, become a part of it, and earn it's respect. Only then would it put such destructive power in their hands. Nanny Florence was right though, in this world, I can become a G.o.d. Except of course my delusions of becoming a G.o.d are being grounded in reality by the simple fact that I was in a jail cell.

Wooden walls, wooden gates, and wooden floor. This people used guns, yet they seemed to prefer wood when constructing their prison, makes sense. They might either be cast always like me, or maybe something else. Can't jump to Conclusions at the moment. There was a simple bed, which if I should be honest was an upgrade from sleeping on a raft, and on a beach for the past couple of nights.

But speaking of rafts, I couldn't find Sky anywhere, I was sure I jumped into the basin with the little guy, well girl, but I guess she was not placed in the same cell as me. I sat on the floor, seeing as there was nothing else in the cell apart from a hole in the ground, that looked like a toilet. Thank G.o.d as a player I didn't need to use such a facilities, it would have been a very uncomfortable experience for me.

"h.e.l.lo! Anybody there! You guys made a mistake! I'm not what or who you think I am!"

"I'm pretty sure we know that, and don't worry you're exactly what we think you are, don't really care who though." A voice said to me.

A man, well a green man, walked to the front of my cell, wearing a lab coat, gla.s.ses and holding a tablet in his hands. This solved one mystery, and proves that at the very least, this was a technologically advanced civilization. Which means they had to be at least civil in what they do, and can be reasoned with. If it were a medieval civilization, I was pretty much screwed as those guys were all about power to the n.o.bles, and as an outsider I would pretty much have no say over my own fate.

"You're the owner of the Arnetine battle beast right?" the man asked me with a nonchalant att.i.tude, his nose still stuck in his tablet.

"Yes that's me, where is she? Can you guys give her back?" I answered and asked rapidly.

"She's undergoing some tests, and I'm afraid you'll never see her again. She's a rare specimen, and our nation is interested in raising her for breeding. If she can give birth to more of her kind, she's sure to make our Patmosian army even more powerful than it already is. So unless you could win five fights in a Patmosian arena and qualify for the trial of revelations, nothing you say would carry any weight here. Looking at how pitiful you look, with you broken wings and all, I doubt you'll survive even the first fight, not when you're fighting Maurice the butcher."

This green Patmosian dude or whatever, likes to talk. All of what he said has given me a rundown of my situation, and with the way things are going, I don't really like it. But the fact that my tiny little baby elephant was going to be used as a breeding animal, was beginning to p.i.s.s me off.

"She's bound to me, n.o.body other than me can use her, so give her back!"

I said to him as I got closer and grabbed the wooden bars to my cell door. That was a mistake as I received a ma.s.sive shock and was thrown backwards, slamming my already injured back and shoulder on the wall of my cell. I couldn't help screaming out loud as my vision went dark for a moment, my breathing was erratic, and I opened my eyes in time to see a -6 Hp float into the air.

"We already know that She'll only transform as a weapon for you. But since she can't be used as weapon, She'll be used to create more. At the moment we're trying to create an agent that would rapidly increase her to birthing age and size. It should be ready in another week or so, but even then there's nothing you can do, but prepare for your future as dead meat, and entertainment for my people. I know people like you don't die, instead you revive, over and over and over again. You have nothing and if not for the fact that strange compa.s.s of yours is somehow connected to your soul, we would have taken that and even the clothes on your body too."

I was shocked by the sudden turn of events, I just escaped starvation from an ocean, escaped being eaten by a rather powerful, supernatural demonic snake, and now I'm captured by a race of green men as a slave in their underground fighting arena. And I lost my friend and totally bada.s.s over powered weapon. s.h.i.+t! Mom you really don't make anything easy.

"You're not going to get away with this, the world would hear about this and people will come stop you."

"Seriously that's what you're going with. Well let me tell you, the trial of revelations is a worldwide broadcasted and partic.i.p.ated in event that chooses the next king and master of the isle of Patmos, and the tree of revelations. Whoever wins, gets access to ultimate power, and according to legend, he or she is also the person who would be responsible of getting rid of the serpent that's been keeping us trapped. But those are just legends, with the advent of teleportation gates, its easy to visit any other part of the world, and as long as the tree keeps us safe, we don't need to care about that grumpy old snake. Heck you're the first person in 700 hundred years to arrive here by coming through the barrier, and the fact that the tree protected you has a lot of people curious. But it's just curiosity and nothing else. Alright, first of all, put this on."

His tablet lit up, and a brown leather armor was deposited in front of me. Though to call it leather armor alone would be an insult, as the arm guards, leg guards, and tight fitting shoulder guards were all made from wood, even the helmet. The armor included a vest, fas.h.i.+oned in the form of a scale mail, leather pants with a kind of wooden belt, and flexible wooden material lining the side and edge as some sort of design.

The boots were also brown, and the soles was also made of wood(duh). Then next came pauldrons(shoulder guards), vambraces(arm guards), and s.h.i.+n guards that seemed to connect with the boot some how, and finally a pair of finger less gloves. Thankfully the vest had openings in the back for my wings, how thoughtful of them.

"What's this?" I asked him as I picked them up.

"Stuff to make sure you don't die too fast."

[Trial of Revelations Ceremonial Candidate Armor(set)/Grade: Mortal/Durability 50/55. Attack +30% defense +30%, health + 300, speed + 30%, stealth +10%]

[Equip Armor...…Armor Equipped. All bonuses added. Due to increase in health, wings have been healed by 30%]

There was loud crack and white hot pain lancing through my body as the bones in my wings reset themselves back to their old positions. They were not exactly healed, but at least they were no longer broken. I was on my knees catching my breath, when the man started speaking.

"There will be compet.i.tors coming in from all over New Gaia, most of them otherworlders like you, and others original members of this world. First of all, you have to survive, and not just survive, but actually win five battles. The first battle you win gets you ten battle points that you can use to exchange for either consumables, weapons, armors, women or men if you prefer. The second battle doubles the points you receive, and so does the next, till the fifth. With more points you would have more tricks under your sleeve, but winning is not the only way to gain points. You could get points from sponsors or even the tree of revelations itself, though that's never happened before, so don't put your hopes up. You must win all five of your battles consecutively, if you loose at the third, or even the fifth, you loose...….. well it means you're dead seeing as all battles are to the death. If you miraculously win all five battles, you stop being a candidate, and start being a chosen of the tree, it means you get better treatment, a good house, women, booze, more women or men, and you get all of your confiscated properties back. Including your elephant and rubies. Though you only have a week to get five wins, before that, it's too late for the little guy."

"She's a girl!"

"I know that. I just don't care. Also your first fight it compulsory, but after that it's up to you to challenge and be challenged during a period of fifteen days. So it's better for you to win in a week, preferably less. If you're killed, you're out of the trial. Once you resp.a.w.n, you'll be sent to another arena, where you'll fight for us until you drop dead. Which is the most probable outcome seeing how weak your stats are. Well then I should leave you to get ready, before your fight, which is in three hours by the way, you'll be given five battle points to purchase either a weapon or armor of choice, though I doubt it'll do you any good. So prepare yourself, and I'll see you after you resp.a.w.n. Bye"

For all of the time he had spent talking to me, he didn't even raise his head up from his tablet. I don't know if it was disregard or what was on that tablet was a whole lot more interesting than me.

I understood one thing, and that's the fact that he did not expect me to survive my upcoming battle, which also brings me to a startling realization. Whatever he used to check me, did not show him my level, just my stats. He had judged me based on how weak all of my stats looked, but that could not be helped. I've not allocated a single point to it since I started playing. I guess it's not too late to start now.

[Quest! Alert!/ Grade: Heaven/ Time Limit: 15 Days/ Rewards: t.i.tle- Chosen Of Patmos, 5m XP]

[Win Five consecutive battles in the trial of revelations. The quest is forfeit if you're defeated or killed. For the duration of this quest all skills can not be grown automatically by practice, only through Skill points.]

Well isn't that wonderful, and annoying. I don't really care about this trial, though it seems my streak of bad luck is not going to be ending anytime soon, I had to win this and fast, so that I can get Sky back. After I win all five battles and get her back, then I'm so out of here. But first I have to allocate my stat and skill points.

Currently I had 57 stat points and 26 skill points. Since I didn't have a cla.s.s, I couldn't exactly decide what kind of build I'll be going for, but I would prefer to be a hard hitter with a good amount of speed.

Besides due to my previous h.o.a.rder t.i.tle, I now have twice as much skill and stat points than an average person. My Hp and MP were based on my defense and magic stat, and it's summed up by doubling the amount of points in both my magic and defense stats. So first I'll share the points in an equal ratio between all four of my stats. So there would be ten to attack, defense, speed and magic. I'll be left with seventeen, but that should be enough for a rainy day.

I added 3 skill points to precise aim, and I was given two new skill to choose from, expanding my archery skill tree.

[Homing shot: level 1 basic: Chase and attack any target in sight with 15% extra damage within a radius of 25 meters./cost 10 MP, cool down 120 seconds]

[Snipe: level 1 basic: shoot from a distance of 70 meters with +15% to power and piercing, +30% to speed and aim./cost 20 MP, cool down 180 seconds]

Snipe was pretty much an a.s.sa.s.sination skill, and it was a skill that needed time to prepare and carry out. Considering I'll be entering a battle that would have my opponent right in front of me, the better option would be homing shot. After that, I put three of my skill points into it, bringing my entire skill points to 20. Next I placed 5 points into hard punch. I've not had a reason to use that skill, but since there's a possibility that I'll have to fight in close quarters combat, I had to cover my bases.

I would have loved if I had a skill for swords or a dagger though, I've been trained to use them by Nanny Florence from a young age, so it would have been comfortable. But I was still deadlier without a weapon than with it. I was also given two new skills to choose from after hard punch got to level 5.

[Due to you dragon and elf race, the auxiliary skills from the hard punch skill tree has been tailored for your racial advantages.]

[Vacuum Palm: level 1 basic: smash away obstacles and opponents with a wind covered element palm for 20% damage and a knock back effect. Has a 5% of confusing the opponent. /cost 7 MP, cool down 15 seconds.]

[Hard hitter: level 1 basic: increase the power and damage of all your physical attacks by 5%]

Hard hitter was a pa.s.sive that improved the power behind my strikes, but it was a pa.s.sive that was only good in the long run. I would have preferred to choose it, but I needed something that would serve me immediately, I needed my chances of wining to be as high as possible.

So I chose the vacuum palm skill, and it helped that I chose that, since I also had a pa.s.sive skill that would make it stronger. I put three skill points into vacuum palm, and 2 into my wind child pa.s.sive, bringing my total skill points down to 10. At the very least this should be enough, and whatever is left can save my b.u.t.t when it counts.

Name: Aaren/ Level: 20(35.472.480/104.857.600)/ Cla.s.s: N/A

Race: Dragon Kin Tribrid(Dragon/High Elf/Human)

t.i.tle: Thrill Seeker

Attack: 20/ Defense: 15/ Speed: 20/ Magic: 25

Hp 30/30(300) MP 30/50

Stat points:17 Skill points:10

Pa.s.sive skills:

• Nature buff (level 1) basic + 2% to all nature oriented skills, spells, or tasks.

• Wind child(level 4) basic. +5% to all wind oriented skills and spells.

• Adaptive(level 3) basic. +2% speed to learning skills and leveling up.

• Precise Aim(level 5) basic. +10% to aim when in motion, +15% to aim when stationary.

Active skills:

• Shoot(level 6) basic. +10% damage and speed for projectile weapons. (Cost 5 MP) (cool down 20 seconds)

• Glide(level 1) basic. Glide in the air for 15 seconds. + 5% to speed during flight. (Cost 20 MP) (cool down 40 seconds)

• Hard punch(level 6) basic. Hit your opponent for 80% extra of your total attack. Speed +10% during skill.(cost 10 MP) (cool down 20 seconds)

• Homing Shot(level 3) basic. Chase and attack any target in sight with projectiles. +15% damage within a radius of 25 meters.(cost 10 MP) (cool down 120 seconds)

• Vacuum Palm (level 3) basic. Hit Targets with a wind element Palm attack. +20% damage and knock back effect. 5% chance to confuse opponents. (Cost 7 MP) (cool down 15 seconds)

Augmented racial trait:

• Gills (III): Breathe underwater for eight hours

• Swim Bladder: +60% to speed underwater, converse with aquatic creatures

I was as ready as I could be. My HP was way high due to the equipment I'm wearing, and that realization made me understand that in Lost Descendants, personal stats hardly mattered in the long run. The true power came from the equipment's owned. I didn't know what to expect, I wasn't even sure if my preparation was good enough or not, I just had to hope for the best, kick some a.s.s, get my elephant and get the h.e.l.l out of town. What could possibly go wrong.