Stiles gave him a chance to fight for him.
For Derek and his wolf, that was more than enough.
Every day for the next week Derek was there from the moment the shop opened to the moment the shop closed, from 7 AM to 7PM, 12 whole hours spent there, he just kept to himself and from hour to hour asked for a coffee, spending money there to eat and drink. Stiles wanted to make him suffer a little bit, but the way he looked at him like a lost puppy always managed to make Stiles hesitate before striking on his girlbossing gaslighting gatekeeping, he couldn't do it to Derek, so he kept sending Taylon to poke Derek where it hurt- Telling him bits and pieces of how Stiles suffered through the years without him, always pondering why he wasn't enough for Derek that he just left without even saying goodbye or some nightmares he had, how he would wake himself up shouting and crying before and now always woke up silently, how he would call his name whenever he was crying while having a panick attack
Or when Stiles called Taylon by his name when he woke up from a nightmare, thinking his mate was there for him.
Every time it would sting, but Derek knew he needed to hurt to make Stiles feel better and if that made Stiles happy- He would hurt and hurt bad. Sincerely, a part of Stiles felt like it was too much, Derek's been through so much in his lifez to make him suffer through more was just cruel of him- And another part of hin wanted to make Derek feel worse, feel hurt, feel at least a little bit of how he felt- Stiles didn't want to make Detek suffer, so after the end of that week he no longer sent Taylon to poke Derek but went himself to look at him in silence while he tried to make small talk about random things. It's been three weeks since Derek and his pack came to New York to find hin and it's been a week since Derek found him- And he still doesn't know why.
Why are they here? What do they want? Because he is sure as hell they aren't here because they are worried about him, they had three years to look for him before his dad died, now he lost a part of himself he doesn't know he can get back- The ability to love without the fear of loss.
"Void dear, I've come to bargain." A flamboyant and slightly annoying voice made Stiles sigh before turning to look at the young man before him, he was wearing a black tight top shirt that exposed his abdomen and stomach, as well as a beautiful black skirt. His long eyelashes and big brown eyes were- pun not intended- eye-catching, his name was Alan Jack, and he was one of Stiles' most persistent pursuer. The man was charming and confident, why else would he wear a skirt and heels in public other than being hot? Confidence is hot, everyone knows that. "Yes Alan?" Stiles, however much he wants to deny it, has only eyes for Derek. He has an idea why, he has seen many Werewolves with their mates, chosen or true mates, and the possesive behavior is great among them- True Mates are even more so, not being able to reject them without risking your and their death by grief is also something that must be taken in consideration. So yes, the fact that he ks utterly attracted and in love to Derek Hale and everyone else seems bland in his eyes just proved the fact that they are Mates.
True Mates.
However, this does not erase the 5 years he spent suffering alone, he has a huge bone(r) to pick with him about that.
"I want you to come on a date with me! We'll buy many clothes." Alan's invitation to go shopping reminded him of the time he would go shopping with Lydia, which made him smell like sadness for a solid second before it went away, Derek of course was listening to everything they were saying to each other, so he heard Stiles say: "Of course i would go on a date with you Alan, you have always been here for me when i needed your help with the decorations for both the shop and my home." The hidden meaning behind his words was easily caught by Derek's ears 'He have always been here when i needed him, and you wasn't.' Alan beamed happily as he took Stiles' hands in appreciation and said: "Then it's a date!"
"It's a date." Stiles repeated his words, he felt a little hollow inside but he was able to perfectly hide it away from anyone hearing him. "Wait, Void! You'll go out with him and not me?" Another man asked from behind Alan, a tall, ruff-looking man with short red hair and ginger beard. He had a Scottish accent and his chest vibrated when he spoke: "What does this slutty cat has that i don't?" Alan's irritation was clear as day when his cat tail sprung out of his skirt in an angry hiss, the red-haired man growled at him as his eyes shone red, making Alan huff and flash his red eyes as well. Both were Alphas of different Werespecies, while Alan was clearly a Werecat, the red-haired man was a Werebear by the name of Bernard. "Bernard, what Alan has that you don't is the courage to ask me out on a date, if you asked i would've said yes and you know that."
"I know." Bernard huffed, his large body lowering in stance while Alan proudly puffed his chest, making Stiles chuckle at these two. "You can still ask me out you know?" His words brought back the fire in Bernard's eyes while extinguishing the fire in Alan's eyes, while Derel had to hold on a wince or whine from escaping his lips as his wolf wanted to just jump out of his body and ravage these two other Weres that dared to ask his Mate out! "I can!?" Bernard's excited exclamation was what everyone else who had an interest in Stiles (Half of eveeyone inside the shop, really) thought when they heard him say they could ask him out if they wanted. "Of course you can, I'll just have to write down the date of our date, like, where and when, It can be on Saturdays since i plan on closing the shop on Saturdays and Sundays from now on too."
"Can our date be the next Saturday then?" Alan quickly asked, his eyes scanning his competition who was wearing a stripped red-orange shirt with dark green baggy leggings and black boots, he at least had nice clothes, a handsome face, and thick arms- "Then our date will be on Sunday, if that's okay for you?" Bernard's surprisingly shy and cute request had Stiles smiling sweetly at the cute bear: "Of course we can have a date by the next Sunday." Soon another man asked the same and Stiles had another date for the next week's Sunday, the another, and another, and another, in the end, Stiles had four months worthy of dates with several hot men and women, both supernatural and mundane.
After everyone had asked him out, Derek hesitantly approached him and touched Stiles' shoulder, who immediately turned around with a dark glow on his hands, ready to strike, but when he noticed it was just Derek he relaxed and looked at him indifferently. "I..." Stiles cut him out: "Wanna go out with me?" Derek only nodded and Stiles looked down at the notebook on his hand, he signed Derek's name at the bottom of the list and signed [Sunday, 7:00 AM, Void Caffee, wear unformal clothes]. Derek just observed with curiosity as Stiles' hand suddenly vanished from thin air and when it appeared again, he was holding a piece of paper with the same words on his notebook. "Be here, or else I'll cross you out of the list." Saying this, he turned around seemingly indifferent to Derek's stunned face, he was smiling happily and exposing his bunny teeth which was utterly adorable to look at.
Stiles couldn't help but sigh in relief once he was back at the kitchen, he squealed as he threw his hands in the air in excitment: "I have a date with Derek fucking Hale, ohmygodohmygodohmygod- Wait, you can't go soft on him Stiles, make him beg! On his knees, with preferably a ring in hand- No, can't think about that yet, we didn't even start to date yet- I haven't even forgiven him yet! And i don't even know if i can forgive him! He's been through so much and I'm making everyone worse for hin- Well, he kinda deserve it to be honest- but it's kinda cruel as well-" Stiles didn't notice how fast he was talking to himself, if he were to try to become a rapper he would destroy Eminem completely. "Boss?" Taylon's shocked voice broke Stiles out of his stupor, he coughed awkwardly and smiled professionally to him before asking: "Yes, Taylon?" Taylon looked behind himself again and then turned to Stiles: "There's... Uhm... Someone with Derek- A red head girl and argh- A black haired one, they're holding hands while talking to Derek... I think they're Lydia Martins and Allison Argent, the ones you told me about."
Stiles closed his eyes as memories rushed through his head, Lydia's hands holding the bleeding corpse of the dead Argent Matriarch and screaming really loudly... "Well, did they ask for something?" Taylon on shaked his head while Stiles got to the kitchen cabinet and began to make somr dough, turning the tea kettle on and watching the water boil, he was going to make olive and citrus fruit flowers tea mixed with mint and apple juice. This may sound weird, but it's great. It was sweet and sour, it calmed the body as well as it gave it energy. The baking process was easy to do for Stiles, he tends to stress bake, so maybe he should expand his menu and be also a bakery as well as a coffe shop- It sounds wonderful.
"I'll personally deliver this to them." Stiles got the same cake he made for Derek alongside his chocolate milk, he remembers how sad Derek looked when he said his favorite drink was something he avoided because it brought some resemblance of joy to his life of suffering and grief, Stiles understands it now, he hasn't eaten curly fries ever since his dad died... He finds them bland now. That's something he'll never understand why it is- Why he can't seem to just lose all apetite whenever he puts the fries in his mouth!
The first thing he saw was Lydia and Allison sitting at the same table on the down left corner Derek always does whenever he's inside the shop. "Ah, here we go. Can't have you three starving now, can we?" His voice seemed to disrupt the heated conversation they were having, both girls froze as they recognized his voice, heads turning slowly towards him... He smiled at them as more memories of how he stabbed Allison and almost killed her came to his mind, before they could get up from their seats he placed the trays down and said: "Here, a special for Derek Hale, Lydia Martins, and Allison Argent. You three are very welcome on my shop, the name's Void and it's nice to see you after 5 long years, isn't it? And congratulations on your wedding i guess" Stiles looked down at their intertwined hands with a expressionless face: "An invitation would've been nice, but i guess it's kinda awkward to invite your murderer to your wedding so i can understand where you're coming from."
His harsh words and flat tone brought the duo out of their stupor, Lydia looked at Derek who looked to be a lot paler than a Nosferatus, her face got red like her hair as she turned towards Stiles and asked: "Stiles Stilinski, why are you acting like you don't know us?" Stiles was frustrated at this, he knows Lydia is smart, so why did she ask something so dumb now? This must be a trap of some sort, she's maybe trying to fish some information by feigning ignorance, or maybe she's trying to irritate him, make him angry at her so she can have control over the conversation like she always does- But not today, not now, Stiles won't fall for her tricks so she can manipulate his reactions and learn what he's been through so she can better apologize or understand or something like that, who knows why she's doing this anyway?
"Well, you see Miss Martins, when someone you thought would stay at your side whenever you needed them leaves you alone to deal with your worse nightmares, it makes you question ever knowing them in the first place." Stiles calm smile seemed to catch Lydia off guard, which was rare for him to do so, but he didn't care about it. "And when they suddenly reappear to you asking how you are, checking up on you, acting like they care, makes a man paranoid, y'know? So of course i have to keep myself afloat in such circumstances, right? Like right now when you feigned very falsely ignorance at the circumstances surrounding you to get control over the conversation and learn something, anything- which is kinda abusive not gonna lie- i couldn't stop thinking that this-" He gestures to the trio. He looks back at the Alpha Werewolf at the table and holds the urge to hug him when he sees the sadness in his eyes "That you came looking for me when I just stabilized... I still am trying to find what you want from me, you can't possibly not have an ulterior motive..."
"Stiles-"
"Void."
"What?"
"The name's Void, Mieczyslaw Stilinski is dead. Died after his father Johnathan Noah Stilinski died after being bitten by an Alpha Werewolf."
There was shock in the trio's eyes, they of course didn't know how Stiles' dad died, if they knew they would react better than this. "Oh, you didn't know? I thought old pal Scotty boy told you how it was my fault, didn't he? Or how sickening right he was about that too. Well, it doesn't matter anymore, does it? He's dead, I'm alive, and that's it. Can i get you anything else or is this enough for you three?" Silence reigned among them, Stiles took it as a cue to just leave, and leave he did.
Later that day, after the shop closed, Derek was back at the Venus Pack House together with every single member of the Hale Pack: Cora Hale, Peter Hale, Malia Hale, Chris Argent, Allison Argent, Lydia Martins, Jackson Whittemore, Vernon Boyd, Isaac Lahey, Edward Lahey, Erica Reyes, Danny Maheallany, Aiden and Ethan Duelly- Apparently their surname was Duelly? The fuck?- (Oh, Kira's there too, she doesn't leave Malia's side...) They all were together to discuss the matters at hand, them being three:
1: They found Stiles.
2: Stiles is, unsurprisingly, not even bothering to look at them (But he's hurt and it's their fault, they all just wanted to leave that city, and they ended up leaving him behind to deal with all his shit) and as Erica says "BAMFed up and super hot, Derek was drooling when he saw him, surprisingly cold though."
3: Stiles dad died, but only now did they find out how he died. Alpha Bite, two years ago! And Scott didn't even say anything about it... Derek of course is not saying it was Scott who bit the Sheriff- Cora disagrees, she thinks it was him- but not sharing how Stiles' dad died was way worse than saying he kicked him. No wonder Stiles thinks they want something from him, he wasn't safe with Scott and they all left, he must think they all just want to use him (Erica: "Well, Derek wants to use him in a different way")
Knowing this hurts them, knowing Stiles doesn't trust them, or no one else... (Derek: "There's no way to know, he's been unnaturally calm, whenever his scent shifts to show panic or fear, it chanhes back to this dull, sickening calm scent.")
They want Stiles to forgive them, that's only natural, but they don't seem to understand that they abandoned him- in his eyes they did, in their eyes they left him beside his best friend, which vowed to protect him from any danger- and left him there to suffer, they need to at least try to make up for it.
"So, suggestions?" Cora sips on the tea she was drinking, green tea without whiskey, it felt horrible. "Maybe leave him alone?" Peter sarcastically suggests from the sidelines, his usual smirk is nowhere to be seen, which means he is truly considering it. Derek huffs a little but can't help but somewhat agree- he just wants to run away from him, it would he easier if he did, but he can't do this to Stiles again. "I got a date with him." As soon as Derek finishes his phrase, everyone is looking at him, most of them with their jaws haging low. "What?" Derek asks, he sounds a little offended by their shock and gaping mouths, what? He's bad at feelings but he can do it when its a life or death scenario- Which when it comes to getting Stiles to at least be happy, it is a life or death scenario for him.
"You? Date? Stiles?" Cora, Malia, Erica, Isaac, Danny, Chris, Allison, and even Boyd asked at the same time with the same incredulous look on their faces, making Derek growl, him and his wolf were very offended at that. "I mean, I'm not that bad am I?" Derek muttered under his breath but everyone there that was a Werewolf xould hear him, so everyone- but Lydia, Danny, Allison, and Chris heard him, Lydia and Allison and Chris, however, can read lips and Danny's only a Witch, he still doesn't know that though. "But it's... you." Cora just stares at him up and down, making Derek feel self conscious about his appearance for a second before Peter interrupted his self loathing: "But it's Stiles, everyone here knows that he has the hots for Derek, i mean, he always smelled like fear amd arousal around him when they first met, and then it turned just to arousal, and then the sickly sweet scent of love... Now i really am curious if i could sniff anything on him though..."
All the Werewolves who were with him back in Beacon Hills, Danny, Lydia, Allison, Chris, and even Edward snicker at him when he turns to look away, pretty sure his face is completely red with the blush he had, he's pretty sure he heard Erica call him cute, but he doesn't want to hear that from them- He wants to hear from Stiles' little mouth, calling him cute, calling him Alpha, moaning his name every time he- "Okay! You reek of lust now, so whatever you're thinking if, stop it." Malia makes the best disgust face she could while most of the pack can't keep their grins to themselves, Derek's always so stiff... It's nice to tease him a little, brings this great feeling to the pack- There's only one person missing though, and most of them don't even remember his scent anymore.
"Does Stiles know?" Lydia suddenly asked, her eyes locking with Derek's, giving him a hard time, hw wanted to break eye contact with her, but if he did it showed he was weaker than her- And although that may be true- he isn't. "Know what?" His voice was flat and his heartbeat steady, in any way showing that he, in fact, knew what she was talking about. But of course, he couldn't fool Lydia Martins, and of course a few peolle scoffed together with her, them being Peter, Cora, Malia, and Allison, who all knew what she was talking about. "About the fact that Stiles Stilinski, or should i call him Void now? Nah, Stiles is good. Does he know that you are his True Mate or are you keeping it from him?" Edward, Chris, Aiden and Ethan are all shocked to learn this, Isaac, Boyd, Erica, and Jackson are all bitten wolves so they don't know what True Mates are, meanwhile Chris is just giving him this look alongside Peter who just nodded to his beloved Mate.
"I... No. He doesn't. But i think he suspects it at least." Derek flinches at the sudden hand that touches his shoulder as Boyd asks: "Is it something he needs to know?" Before he can answer, Lydia beats him to it: "Definitely." Boyd grins, Derek can't see it, but he can hear it in the way Boyd says: "Then you should tell him exactly that." Derek couldn't help but sigh, he wanted to add something but everyone else seemed to agreed to Vernon 'voice of reason' Boyd's reasoning, so he would have to tell him that. "What if he rejects me?"
"We were there and we saw him giving you a chance at fighting against all of your competition." Erica's new information just made everyone look at her like 'Really? Derek's got competition?' like it was difficult to believe Stiles could get some people attracted to him- First of all, rude, second of all, yes he can! And Derek has a lot of competition, he's literally fighting against several packs of different Werespecies and other Supernatural Creatures out there that wants to get in Stiles' pants! "It's not that hard to believe... I got on the waiting list to go out with him. At the bottom of it to be more specific." Derek feels a little bit down at that, his wolf whines inside his head when all the excitement of actually having a date with Stiles dies, making him realize he had several people before him that could very well destroy his chances- if he has any to begin with.
"He's got a waiting list!?" Jackson's clear disbelief was heard through his voice as Erica chuckles: "I didn't know that!"
"Well, it started when this Werecat asked him out, then a Werebear asked him out and he created a waiting list for his future dates, soon the list was full and i could only get on the bottom of it." Derek feel clearly sad at that, but determination just seems to come to him when he thinks about the way Stiles always brought him his favorite drink and cake whenever he was there, which okay, can be just Stiles being a nice human being- If it wasn't for the fact that one day he was late and couldn't get in the shop when it opened, but instead he arrived then minutes later and found the exact same thing he always ate there, on the table he always sat at. As if Stiles was waiting for him...
"Who would've guessed... Stiles Stilinski with a list of people that want to fuck him? The world's gonna end." Jackson whispered as his face broke into a grin, Boyd huffed beside him while pressing his lips and the blond's forehead, successfully silencing him when Jackson blushed slightly at the display of affection between them. "Anyway, the real issue here is not Stiles not wanting to bone Derek-" Peter chose to wisely ignore Derek's growl at his comment, but kept talking anyway: "But the issue here is how we didn't know that Noah died by an Alpha bite and Stiles thinks its his fault somehow."
"We need more information..." Derek tiredly mumbled as his face lit up, he looked at Danny and said: "Danny, can you try one thing for us?" Danny opened his eyes, recently he has been having terrible nightmares, so he doesn't get much rest. "Yeah?" He whispers as Ethan cuddles closer to him while Aiden just watches, Derek tries to hide his envy to show on his face, but the smirks that the trio had clearly showed he didn't do it well. "Can you try and hack around and find out what happened? You're our only person here that can do that."
"Sure, i can look around... After i take a nap."
Stiles took his time and went on various dates with various different people, they were apl unique and interesting to talk to, some even kissed him- But that was it. And while on the dates, Stiles kept comparing them to Derek Hale, even if he didn't want to. Alan was a fun catman, Bernard was a surprisingly shy guy who took him on his first romantic boat ride where they had dinner by candlelight, he kissed Bernard that night before sadly rejecting the man- It broke his heart but Bernard understood him, they became truly great friends even if it was never meant to be.
Surprisingly or not surprisingly to Stiles, Alan and Bernard started boning. It started with the hate sex but it quickly developed into aore meaningful relationship between them when Alan came to knock on the door of the shop in the middle of the night dragging a bloodied Bernard, he told him after that Bernard got on a fight against a whole pack of Werewolves just because they were- pun not intended- cat calling him and slut-shaming him for his outfit, which was rude. Stiles banned the entire pack from his shop of course.
That was when they confessed and confirmed their feelings for each other that went from hate sex to true love in less than two weeks... Stiles wasn't jealous at all
At all.
"You should give him a chance you know?" Standing on the little balcony on his window where some of his potted plants were, Stiles heard Bernard's rough voice as he spoke slowly, Stiles turned around to see the Scottish Werebear holding a green mug of hot chocolate in his left hand and a blue one of his his, givinf him the blue mug, he got to the balcony and stared into to starless sky with him. "I mean that Werewolf... The gruff one? I see how he looks at you, that utterly look of adoration and earning, but the hesitation is also there too." Stiles couldn't help but just sigh deeply at that. "I don't know what happened between you two but i can see that he genuinely cares about you"
"Then why did he left!?" Stiles shouted, his eyes glowing dark as a sense of dread spread around , the pressure was enormous but Bernard stood tall jusr looking at the lost look in Stiles face, the fear, the hesitation, the sadness and much more there, but he saw the same expression the wolf did when he saw him, the face of longing, desire, but also the same hesitation and earning. "Why did he left me if he loves me so much!? whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy!?!?"
Tears. That's all Stiles could do. Tears and wail.
He wanted to hate him, but why can't he!? Why can't he just hate him!?
It would've been so much easier.
But life is never easy, is it?
Stiles hated to do this, but he needed to. He reached into the wards of the shop and deactivated a certain memory wiping ward, giving him back a certain memory he didn't want, the certainly that Derek was his Mate. At the same time, everyone who had seen his face would remember how he looked, but he can deal with that later. He used this to make Derek suffer just a little bit, making him doubt if Stiles knew they were Mates or if he didn't know at all... It was to make Derek suffer but also to take away the pain he felt, but now that he accepted that fact, he could remember it perfectly without a doubt.
Derek was his Mate. True Mate.
He also unconsciously did it to himself. Why? Because not being sure made Stiles hesitate about forgiving Derek completely. Now, however, he has a reason not to hesitate anymore.
There was a bittersweet taste in his mouth as he slowly knew what to do. He couldn't forgive Derek, even though he wanted to, he would have to give him a chance on his own way. Stiles is strong, really strong:
[Status]
[Name: Mieczyslaw Stilinski]
[Age: 22]
[Gender: Male]
[Lvl: 68] (+10 Extra Stats Points per Lvl)
[Race: Human (Spark)]
[Class: Wizard lvl 6]
[Familiars: [Erebus (Lvl 05)]
[Wizard: Int MP Multiplier ×10]
[Titles: [He who runs with Wolves], [Spark], [Survivor]
[He who runs with Wolves: You are a human who has run among Werewolves. (+5 to Agility when running alongside Werewolves)]
[Spark: You are a rare spark, a being of pure magic, trapped within a mortal anchor. (+ [Spark Magic])]
[Survivor: You survived something that you shouldn't have, this makes you stronger than ever before (+10 to Endurance and Will when below 50% HP)]
[Apprentice Fae Slayer: Does +10% Damage to all Fae/Fairy Type Creatures]
[Experienced Undead Slayer: Does +30% Damaga to all Undead Type creatures]
[HP: 500/500] (Vit ×5)]
[MP: 40,000/40,000 (Int ×20) = (10× Wizard lvl 3 + 10× Archmage lvl Max)]
[SP: 1000/1000 (End ×10)]
[Strength: 25] (Physical strength, physical damage)
[Endurance: 100] (Resistance to damage, pain, and physical ailments such as disease and poison)
[Dexterity: 104] (Flexibility and control over your body)
[Agility: 100] (Moviment speed, reaction speed)
[Vitality: 100] (Life force, life span, health)
[Intelligence: 200] (Memorization, gathering of information)
[Wisdom: 100] (Experience, knowing how to use said information)
[Charisma: 100] (Aura, Presence, Beauty)
[Will: 100] (Resistance to Mental ailments such as Confusion and Pain)
[Spirit: 100] (Strength of the soul, ability to sense things beyond human senses)
[Extra Stats Points: 280 (+40 Will) 240 (+20 Endurance) 220 (+50 Agility) 170 (+70 Dexterity) 100 ]
[Skill List:
Passive: [Sharpshooting Mastery lvl 18], [Lying lvl 32], [Hand to Hand Combat lvl 18], [Blunt Weapon Mastery lvl 9], [Reading lvl 80], [Research lvl 80], [Mumble lvl 60], [Driving Mastery lvl 15], [Pain Resistance lvl 43], [Physical Damage Resistance lvl 40], [Magical Damage Resistance lvl 40], [Charismatic lvl 55 (Char +50)], [Iron Will lvl 47 (Will +50)], [Magic Manipulation lvl 84], [Elemental Magic Affinity lvl 86 (Int +50)], [Supernatural Senses lvl 47 (Spirit +50)], [Rune Making lvl 65], [Enchanting lvl 65], [Writing lvl 43], [Cooking/Baking lvl 78], [Bladed Weapon Mastery lvl 69], [Sage Wisdom lvl 45 (Wis +50)], [Intimidate lvl 55], [Elemental Damage Resistance lvl 63], [Crafting lvl 85], [Magical Talent lvl 98 (Int +100)], [Superhuman Agility lvl 63 (Agi +50)], [Increased Lifespan (Vit +50) lvl 23], [Potion Making lvl 65], [Attractive Aura (+100 Charisma) lvl 55], [Sturdy Soul (+100 Spirit) lvl Max], [Accelerated Thinking Process (+100 Wisdom) lvl 45], [Perfect Memory (+150 Intelligence) lvl Max], [Archmage (+200 Intelligence) lvl Max], [Meditation lvl 97], [Underwater Pressure Resistance lvl 28], [Iron Body (+50 Endurance) lvl 45], [Regeneration (+100 Vitality) lvl 67], [Magic Forging lvl 31], [Unbreakable Will (+100 Will) lvl 1], [Enlarged Endurance (+100 Endurance) lvl Max], [Superhuman Reaction Speed (+100 Agility) lvl 1], [High Flexibility (+50 Dexterity) lvl 1], [Elasticity (+100 Dexterity) lvl Max]
Active: [Spark Magic lvl 99], [Run! Lvl 72], [Observe lvl 58], [Summon Fairy lvl 62 ], [Draining Touch lvl 54], [Ghost Transformation lvl 53], [Mana Shield lvl 45], [Mana Manifestation lvl 42], [Mana Blade lvl 43], [Mana Thread lvl 41], [Spinning Mana Arrow lvl 42], [Root Strike lvl 33], [Mana Barrier lvl 44], [Mana Entanglement lvl 26], [Void Form lvl 11], [Void Walker lvl 11], [Void Control lvl 11], [Mana Eyes lvl 1]
Class Skills: [Thunder Clap lvl 54], [Telekinesis lvl 55], [Telepathy lvl 52], [Minor Illusion lvl 45], [Magic Missile lvl 43], [Firebolt lvl 35], [Frostbite lvl 33], [Shocking Grasp lvl 32], [Catnap lvl 30], [Find Familiar lvl 15], [Prestidigitation lvl 11], [Fireball lvl 12], [Dancing Lights lvl 11], [Earthquake lvl 10], [Counterspell lvl 1], [Dispel Magic lvl 1], [Internal Illusion lvl 1], [Syphon Life lvl 1], [Slow lvl 1], [Haste lvl 1], [Ray of Frost lvl 1], [Control Flames lvl 1], [Control Water lvl 1]
Unique: [Gamer Body], [Gamer Mind], [Dungeon Creation/Destruction lvl 15], [Inventory], [Allspeak], [Wizard's Book of Spells], [Touched by the Void]
Dungeons:
[Lvl 1: Fairies], [Lvl 10: Zombies], [Lvl 20: Ghosts], [Lvl 30: Forest], [Lvl 40: Sea], [Lvl 50: Underdark], [Lvl 60: Dragon Mountain]
[Time Dungeon]
Inventory:
Loot: [Fairy Wings (259×)], [Fairy Glitter (30×)], [Fairy Hair Brush (10×)], [Long Battle Needle-Sword (3×)], [Zombie Teeth (195×)], [Zombie Flesh 107×)], [Zombie Heart (49×)], [Zombie Core (10×)], Ectoplasm (128×)], [Broken Ghost Core (127×)], [Ghost Essence (32×)], [Pure Ghost Essence (2×)], [Pure Ectoplasm (2×)], [Ghost Core (3×)], [Treant Wood (84×)], [Magical Leaf (33×)], [Brown Mushroom (29×)], [Treant Core (6×)], [Magic Treant Core (2×)], [Rabid Beast Fur (12×)], [Giant White Rabbit Fur (33×)], [Giant Fox Fur (21×)], [Giant Rabbit Meat (30×)], [Giant Fox Meat (32×)], [Giant Bear Fur (55×)], [Giant Bear Meat (32×)], [Giant Deer Fur (76×)], [Giant Deer Meat (79×)], [Dryad Core (7×)], [Dryad Flower (2×)], [Wood Elemental Core (4×)], [Wood Essece (2×)], [Giant Fish Scale (55×)], [Giant Fish Meat (89×)], [Giant Eel Hide (66×)], [Giant Eel Meat (77×)], [Giant Leviathan Scales (157×)], [Giant Leviathan Meat (105×)], [Giant Leviathan Head (1×)], [Giant Leviathan Heart (1×)], [Deep Sea Kelp (179×)], [Sea Dragon Scales (133×)], [Sea Dragon Bones (187×)], [Sea Dragon Head (1×)], [Sea Dragon Blood (166×)], [Sea Dragon Meat (134×)], [Sea Dragon Hear (1×)], [Water Elemental Core (7×)], [Water Essence (8×)], [Dragon Turtle Shell (1×)], [Dragon Turtle Scales (225×)], [Dragon Turtle Meat (356×)], [Dragon Turtle Head (1×)], [Dragon Turtle Heart (1×)], [Shadow Creeper Hide (384×)], [Shadow Creeper Fangs (223×)], [Shadow Creeper Core (121×)], [Shadow Demon's Fang (122×)], [Shadow Demon's Shadow (9×)], [Shadow Demon's Eyes (21×)], [Shadow Crawler Skin (77×)], [Shadow Crawler Fang (88×)], [Giant Spider Venom (98×)], [Giant Spider Silk (126×)], [Giant Spider Venomous Claws (66×)], [Giant Centipede Carapace (150×)], [Giant Centipede Paralysing Venom Gland (76×)], [Giant Bat's Leather (76×)], [Giant Bat's Fangs (71×)], [Lich's Bones (77×)], [Lich's Core (2×)], [Red Dragon Scale (12×)], [Green Dragon Fang (3×)], [White Dragon Hide (2×)]
Bought on Shop: [Fairy Seeds (30×)], [Spiral Seeds (30×)], [Gook Seeds (30×)], [Peluny Seeds (30×)], [Burum Seeds (30×)], [Holy Water (10×)], [Zombie Venom (10×)], [Steel Long Sword (1×)], [Dust of Deliciousness (999×)], [Ghost Detector (1×)], [Cursed Mirror (1×)], [Ghost Essense Compactor (2×)], [Ectoplasm Compactor (2×)], [Long Steel Bow (1×)], [Steel Arrow (78×)], [Woodland Seeds (999×)], [Elder Treant Seed (2×)], [Burhir Seed (30×)], [Firecracker Flower Seeds (30×)], [Vermilion Root (30×)], [Woodland Bow (1×)], [Random Magical Plant Seeds (999×)], [Deep Sea Sword (1×)], [Dragon Hunting Sword (1×)], [Woodland Magical Staff (1×)], [Dragon Staff (1×)], [Deep Sea Aquarium (80×)], [Dragon Turtle Egg (1×)], [Sea Dragon Egg (1×)], [Giant Leviathan Egg (1×)], [Deep Sea Ore (99×)], [Woodland Heavy Battle Hammer (1×)], [Dark Ore (99×)], [Long Darksteel Sword (1×)], [Dark Steel Arrows (999×)], [Dark Steel Longbow (1×)], [Sturdy Darksteel Shield (1×)]
Miscellaneous Items: [Water Bottle (2×)], [Condoms (10×)], [Pan (1×)], [Kitchen Knife (3×)], [Paper Sheet (109×)], [Blue Pen (2×)], [Candle (7×)], [Backpack (1×)], [Headache Medicine Pills (2×)], [Butter (1×)], [Plastic Containers Tupperware (10×)], [Important Notes by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (8×)], [Broken Pen, Poorly Fixed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (1×)], [Poorly Crafted Red Wool Sweater by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (1×)], [Poorly Crafted Clay Pot by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (5×)], [Special 2.0 Menus by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (99×)], [Standard 2.0 Menus by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (99×)], [Potion of Healing brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Antidote Potion brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Overdrive Potion brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Potion of Fast Digestion brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Potion of Pure Wolfsbane brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Wolfsbane Alcoholic Drink brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Giant Battle Hammer poorly magically forged by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (1×)], [Magically Enchanted Rune Carving Knife Magically Forged by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (1×)], [Deep Sea Longsword magically forged by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (1×)], [Water Breathing Potions brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)]
Money:
Copper: 31
Silver: 20 (1= 100 Copper)
Gold: 39 (1= 100 Silver)
Platinum: 12 (1= 100 Gold)
Black Gold: 6 (1= 100 Platinum)
Stiles didn't spend much time leveling up, or else he would be 20 levels above his own, he focused more on his Familiar Erebus, taking care of the little dragon to try and clear his thoughts about what he should do with Derek, he thought about it for a long time before deciding on one thing. Make him prove himself in a few trials was not a bad idea as well as making he go through his memories of isolation and pain- Then he would understand, but Derek's been through enough isolation and pain alone, maybe he should just go with him- A powerful illusion would be enough to share his memories with the man, emulating his emotions at the moment he so vividly can remember at will.
"But i fear what it'll do to him... Pain with Derek's not something i wanna do..." Stiles muttered to Erebus, the baby dragon sleeping in his lap like a kitten would sleep with their mother in a tight hug, it was incredibly adorable and it soothed the pain his Stiles' heart at the duality on wanting to show Derek how him leaving hurt him and not showing Derek and not making him suffer and loathe himself... After a lot of thought, he decided that he'll show him his memories, the time he tried to kill himself, the time he was bitten by a Wendigo and laid on his bed, crying for help and no one came, the time he was alone at his room after having the worst nightmares ever, crying silently while sobbing Derek's name, the two years he spent on New York like a robot, working and not having enough time to cope with the death of his dad, barely sleeping 4 hours a day amd resulting to self-harm to just fucking feel something.
He doesn't have the scars anymore.
They disappeared after he got [Regeneration], they simply slowly healed and vanished, every single scar he had, expect the mental ones, those are still here and throbbing with pain every time he has a flashback. He had the Illusion spell already ready to use, all he needed was an Alpha Werewolf by the name of Derek Hale.
It surprised Derek when instead of opening the shop today, Stiles opened the door, looked at him, pulled him by the hand into the shop before closing the door behind him. There was no one else other than the two of them, no fairies, no Poltergeinst, no one. Derek remembered this morning, just like everyone that was with him that Stiles knew he was his Mate, Peter deduced it was a protective ward, blocking their brains from accessing those memories, but to do something so complicated, the person must have a great knowledge of the human brain or have a great knowledge on magic, which Peter doesn't think Stiles has any of the two, so probably pure belief and emotion that he channeled through his spark to make them all forget.
It pained Derek, but he thinks he knows why he did it though...
"Derek." Stiles' soft voice broke him out of his thoughts, making his look at the handsome young man before him. He was 22 years old while Derek himself was 28, he would still look young even after his 100 years due to him being a Born Werewolf. Born Werewolves have a greater lifespan than Bitten Werewolves, why? No one knows. "Yeah...?" This was the first time since they found him that Stilss called him by the first name, without adding Hale, so of course he was feeling a little giddy and nervous due to Stiles' serious tone. "I am willing to accept you." Derek's heart almost stopped then and there, there was a rush of euphoria and happiness through his bones, muscles, and nerves, he was so happy- "But" his happiness ended pretty quickly... "You'll have to prove you deserve me."
Nervously, Derek looked at Stiles with determination and love in his eyes, Stiles gave him a chance he didn't know if he deserved it, but he would take it: "How?" His voice cracked a little bit, it sounded so unlike him, confusion, hesitation, and fear was clearly heard on his voice. He looked down and counted his fingers just like Stiles said, he had 10 fingers, 5 in each hand, so he wasn't asleep. This wasn't a dream, he could have a chance with Stiles! "How can i prove myself?" He asked again, this time more determination to win over Stiles' heart was becoming his objective now. "Well, you'll have three tasks." Stiles said, his heartbeat was faster than usual, which wasn't sometimes Derek would notice if he wasn't so focused on Stiles.
"Three? I would do 20 just to hold your hand." Derek was dead serious with this, he wouls do anything just to touch Stiles once, just once. "You won't have to, because these three trials are going to be difficult for you. Are you sure you wanna come?" Derek simply nodded at Stiles' question, he would go with his Mate through the fire and smoke, through the gates of Hell itself, just to hug him once if necessary. "Very well." As soon as these words were spoken, Derek found himself in a green field of grass, a blue sky above and an endless horizon in every direction, he didn't know what happened but this place was beautiful.
"You accepted. Now I'll make sure you don't die, so pick up the sword and shield, we're gonna go hunt monsters." Stiles turned to look at Derek, his three personal trials were three different aspects: Head, Heart, Hand. The test of the Hand was the test the one going first, Derek will accompany Stiles to the [Lvl 50: Underdark] Dungeon (No, it's not because Stiles is afraid of those little Shadow Creepers or all the darkness around, or the feeling of being constantly observed... Of course not, shut up) so that he could experience what is like, if he could accept this reality that was Stiles' new life and survived through the dungeons he would clear through the Hand and Head trials, leaving only the Heart trial that would see Stiles' memories and suffering. "Now, I'll give you a weapon because claws here are now very useful." Putting his hand forward, Stiles pulled out of thin air a nazure blue sword and threw it in front of Derek.
"Pick up your weapon and be ready to fight. We'll start with the easy things." Derek picked up the sword, it was surprisingly enough, heavy to him.
[Derek Hale (Alpha Werewolf?)- Lvl 71]
His level was not a surprise to Stiles, Derek killed a lot to protect his loved ones... And he would have to kill many more now if he wants to clear the trials. "Where are we...?" Derek whispered to himself, he couldn't be sure but there was no time to think, the world around him shattered like glass and he felt the ground below his feet vanish, he felt like he was falling for a second before he had to take a step back, he was now in an endless field full of a rainbow of colors, there was so many flowers here that he couldn't help but be worried he would be sneezing a lot due to the pollen. He moved his hand when suddenly a little insect bit him- "Ouch." Derek unhappily slapped the little thing- It popped like a balloon and a pair of wings dropped on the ground. "What...?"
Suddenly, there was a swarm of them all around him, and he could now see... They weren't insects, they were little humanoids with a pair of tiny insect-like wings, they were: "Fairies?" Derek saw them at Stiles' shop, there were hundreds and hundreds of them here, and they all looked so ugly! "Don't die, Derek." Stiles'voice echoed inside his head as the swarm of angry fairies attacked.
"Gruh!" Groaned in pain the tall, Alpha Werewolf who was hit by the tail of a Giant Fox, he's not used fighting with a sword, more claws and teeth and less finesse and technique, but he's managing it pretty well. His azure blue sword comes slashing sideways, cutting the poor fox's tail out of its body, this blade is too sharp and now Derek can carry it easily, he knows he's getting better at this than a few hours ago- How long has be been here anyway? He doesn't know, he knows that every one hour or so, Derek is visited by Stiles, who brings him supplies like food, water, and potions. That's all he's been doing for him, which Derek is more than grateful because he's been looking forward to enjoying Stiles visit to talk to him even if for a few seconds. Like a desperate puppy.
Panting as his body hurts, Derek looks down at his broken fingers, he used his shield to reduce the impact of the tail of the Giant Fox, but some of his fingers were broke. As he watches, his fingers suddenly snap back into place, his regeneration somehow got stronger- It couldn't snap bones back into their places like that- and not only the regeneration, everything about him got stronger. "Derek." Stiles' voice snaps Derek out his thoughts as he smiles at the smaller, skinnier man before him. "Here are your supplies. In the next hour, you'll need a new set of potions... Water Breathing potions. You'll be okay since I'm here to make sure you don't die, but become stronger than you already are." This is what he always says whenever he gives Derek his supplies, it's interesting to hear and it makes Derek's heart skip a few beats, his wolf proud that his Mate wanted to take care od him (technically that's what he's doing).
"I know." His simple response had the weight of a whole planet, but the ones following it had a heavier weight on them: "I trust you." Three words that had the weight of a black hole, so heavy that it made Stiles' heart almost explode. He doesn't deserve it. He doesn't... Not after what he did.
"Good." Was all Stiles said before leaving, making Derek await anxiously for the next hour... Oh, his anxiety was going to be multiplied by infinity plus pain plus agony.
He would then find out he had Talassophobia
"What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck-"
*Leviathan Noises*
*Scared Werewolf Noises*
"STILES!"
"Pffft- It's okay Derek, you're gonna be fine."
*Lightning Noises*
*Dying Leviathan Noises*
Yeeeah... Let's just say Derek didn't like the water that much, but oh well, neither did Stiles so its fine. But of course Derek had to complete this dungeon as well, and by that he needed to kill a lot more monsters before Stiles took him back to square one because no way in hell Stiles' taking Derek to the [Underdark Dungeon], that shit is too scary, even for Stiles who has a skill to keep himself calm. It took some time to Derek to clean the dungeon, and he's probably heavily traumatized by this as well, which Stiles doesn't blame on him, who the fuck wouldn't be if a giant gaping maw of a giant sea dragon appeared from below ypu, ready to eat your whole body? Only insane people.
Now, back at the endless grass field, Derek's literally lying on the grass, completely soaked, panting while holding a broken blue blade in one hand and a completely cracked shield on the other, his bones were broken as well, but they were healing way too faster than before. He doesn't know what was happening, but he knows this is something that Stiles knows about. "You completed the trial of the Hand, Derek." Ah, talk about the devil! Moving his head, he saw Stiles sitting beside him on the grass, only now did he notice that Stiles hair had grown a few extra centimeters, not quite shoulder length but getting there. "You know I've been fighting those monsters every day, right?" Stiles looked into Derek's eyes, making the Alpha shiver under his gaze, Derek just let him continue: "I fight them every day, kill hundreds, thousands of them a day just to get stronger... Are you okay with that, Derek? Because you're not going to stop me, I'll always continue to fight them with or without your help." Derek closes his eyes for a second and says:
"I know. You're too stubborn when you get something on your head, i know you will... But you won't come alone." Derek opened his eyes, staring directly at Stiles with a gentle smile on his face, making Stiles smile as well as he asked: "Are you sure? If you say yes now, you'll have to go through that all again and worse." Derek only shaked his head and slowly, giving time for Stiles to back away, placed a hand on Stiles' left thigh, and seeing that Stiles did jot back away or took his hand out, he felt amazing. "I know... And I'm sure, strangely enough, i feel happy thay I'll be able to protect my pack... I feel so much stronger then before..." Stiles smiled and used his [Observe] on Derek:
[Derek Hale (Alpha Werewolf- Fenrir's Heir)- Lvl 90]
Surprise was the only thing in Stiles' face right now, he thought for a second before shaking his head and looking at Derek: "Then, Derek Hale, you passed the Head trial."
"And there's only one left?" Derek asked, trying to not sound so hopeful, but Stiles' smirk shows that he was shitty at doing that. "Yeah, but it's the hardest one. The trial of the Heart, you'll have to endure it till the end, but remember you can ask me to end the trial, but if you ask it, then you'll fail the trial itself." Derek just nodded at this, his heart feeling hopeful and determined, only one more trial... Only one. "Then let's start."
Derek was prepared to fight against many more monsters with his broken blade and shield, run a whole marathon, and even hide from Stiles if the last trial was a hide and seek game where if he's found he dies- Damn, he needs to stop watching horror movies. But the horror only started, because suddenly he was alone in a dark place, there was no light around him. "Stiles?" Derek called out for his Mate, but did not receive an answer, but soon Stiles was beside him, walking forward and touching the darkness around. "Your third trial... Starts now." The darkness faded away with Stiles' words, he stood beside Derek with his eyes closed and his hands behind his back, Derek soon saw s screen in front of him, floating, the screen shattered like glass and soon he was inside Stiles' room- Oh my Gods, it smelled exactly like it, so much that he would think he was inside Stiles' room if he didn't know this was an illusion of some sorts
Suddenly, he could smell blood. It came from the bathroom? Derek just stormed off, his instinct was to find his Mate and see if he was okay, the door to the room was open, but the bathroom's door was locked, Derek kicked it but his leg phased through, like he was a ghost. "You cannot physically interact with this place." Stiles' voice startled him and he fell through the bathroom door, he got up rather quickly, but was met with his worst nightmares. Stiles' pale, weak body floating above a bathtub full of red water, Derek could see the blood flowing from Stiles wrists that were cut. "STILES!" He shouted, trying to reach out and take his Mate from that bathtub, call Melissa and try to stop the bleeding, but his hands went through him. Dread filled his stomach as the vision faded away, being replaced by Stiles now lying on his bed while looking at his scarred wrists, they were completely fine... But there was this empty look in Stiles' eyes that pained Derek more than seeing Stiles bleeding on the bathtub.
He was dead inside, he's just trying to be also dead on the outside.
The scene changed again, this time Derek could hear Stiles talking to his dad on the phone: "Hey, dad?" His voice was weak and Derek hated it- It was too quiet. "Just be careful, okay?" That moment he heard Stiles' voice again, but this time behind him: "He told me about the cases going around town, people dying, i could've told him then and there about how the patterns looked a lot like a Rogue Alpha Werewolf... I could've warned him, but i doubted myself, i doubted if that conversation was even real, i doubted if it was important at that moment." His turned to see his Stiles' expression, and this broke his heart. Tears, no other expression, face cold only tears running down his eyes, like he forgot how to weep and cry, only this broken look in his eyes. "He died that night and i learned about it two days later." Stiles chuckled, but Derek could smell the decaying scent of pain, hurt, dread, fear, sadness, and much more.
Then more and more scenes came up, by this time Derek knew exactly what they wore... Memories. Things Stiles remembers, it's so vivid he can even smell things, hear the surrounding sounds, the wind blowing, feel the sun's heat on his skin, the cold of the snow on his feet, the pain Stiles smelled like. This was torture. He wanted it to stop, but he couldn't bring himself to stop it, he wanted do desperately to stop this trial, but as he watched these memories his guilt only grew and he wanted a way to somehow make up to Stiles, beg him for his forgiveness, he would kill himself if Stiles asked him to.
He watched as Stiles looked at Scott McCall as he said the hurtful words: "You killed your dad, Stiles. It was your fault. You knew about it and yet you didn't say anything... You knew the risk and yet chose to shut up about it, just like you almost killed Allison, how you almost killed Aiden!" Scott slapped Stiles' face, a huge claw injury appeared on his face, making Stiles wince and hiss in pain as the True Alpha shouted and roared: "Get the fuck out of here, i don't kill, but I'll make an exception for you!" The vision soon shattered and changed, Stiles inside his trusted Roscoe, lying as he sobbed, hand on his fading bruise on his face- Luckily it was shallow, it wouldn't leave a scar. Sobbing, he brought his hands to his face and counted his fingers: "Derek... I'm not dreaming... This is a nightmare."
The scene changed once again, Derek watched Stiles being a zombie in New York, how he faked all his emotions, smiled when he wantwd to cry, couldn't cry when he wanted to, couldn't sleep for more than 4 hours... It pained him knowing this was the consequences of his- of their- actions. Stiles was broken, and when he finally fixed himseld, they appeared. He was scared they would break him again...
After all the illusions were gone, Derek stood there, no more tears left to cry. He looked hollow, but Stiles' words brought light to his eyes: "Derek, you've cleared all the trials. You are hereby forgiv-"
"I don't deserve it." Derek sobbed, he really didn't, but sadly that wasn't up to him. "Then, make it up for me." Derek looked at Stiles, his eyes with no tears, but with way more sadness than a tearful face. This was pure sorrow. "How...?"
"Mate me. Mark me. Never leave me alone again."
Derek couldn't help but crack a small smile... Stiles wanted him.
So of course, he'll give himself fully to his beloved, to his Mate.
[Status]
[Name: Derek Wulfric Adam Hale]
[Age: 28]
[Gender: Male]
[Lvl: 90] (+10 Per Lvl)
[Race: Werewolf (Alpha)]
[Class: None]
[Titles: [Alpha], [Hale], [Heir of the Chained Oblivion]
[Alpha: You are a Alpha Werewolf, you are in charge. (+ [Alpha Authority]) plus upgrades on all Werewolf skills]
[Hale: You are part of a very famous ancient family of Werewolves that are from way back to Lycaon, your family contains his cursed blood alongside the blood of a God Eater, Fenrir (+ Influence among Werewolves around the world)]
[Heir of the Chained Oblivion: You are the heir of Fenrir, his spirit lies dormant inside you, waiting to be awaken. Bare your teeth, for the Ragnarok comes. (+ [Ragnarok] + [God Devourer] + [Chained] Unique Skills + 20× HP and SP)]
[HP: 5000/5000] (20× Vit)
[MP: 250/250] (5× Int)
[SP: 10,000/10,000] (20× End)
[Strength: 250]
[Endurance: 500]
[Dexterity: 100]
[Agility: 250]
[Vitality: 500]
[Intelligence: 50]
[Wisdom: 100]
[Charisma: 150]
[Will: 500]
[Spirit: 200]
[Extra Stats Points: 900]
[Skill List:
Passive: [Hand to Hand Combat lvl 82], [Alpha Werewolf Senses lvl 92], [Physical Damage Resistance lvl 76], [Magical Damage Resistance lvl 82], [Reading lvl 50], [Research lvl 41], [Alpha Werewolf Strength (+250 Strength) Lvl Max], [Alpha Werewolf Stamina (500+ Stamina) lvl Max], [Alpha Werewolf Dexterity (+100 Dexterity)], [Alpha Werewolf Agility (+250 Agility) lvl Max], [Alpha Werewolf Vitality (+500 Vitality) lvl Max], [Elemental Affinity (+50 Intelligence) lvl 1], [Alpha Werewolf Wisdom (+100 Wisdom) lvl Max], [Alpha Werewolf Charisma (+150 Charisma) lvl Max], [Attractive Aura (+100 Charisma) lvl 82], [Derek Hale's Unbreakable Will (+500 Will) lvl Max], [Supernatural Alpha Senses (+200 Spirit)], [Poker Face lvl 62], [Lying lvl 12], [Pain Resistance lvl 99]
Active: [Alpha Fullwolf Transformation lvl Max], [Alpha Roar lvl Max], [Alpha Eyes lvl Max]
Class Skills:
Unique Skills: [Alpha Authority], [Ragnarok (Chained)], [God Devourer (Chained)], [Chained]
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