Chapter 3: Stats And Goddess
"To see your stats, you can call your status. Your level along your main skill will be displayed. Use your status point however you want but wisely." Khione said.
"Status." I called out to my status.
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[Nathan Parker]
Lvl 1
<Strength> 10
<Agility> 10
<Stamina> 10
<Mana> 100
<Vision> 10
<Luck> 10
<Charm> 11
SP: 20
Skills: [E-Rank: No-Name???]
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"Your Main Skill is the very first ability you acquire after the awakening process," Khione explained. "Its rank serves as a marker of your potential, with SSS-Rank standing as the pinnacle. Additional skills can be acquired through training or by using Skill Books, though mastering a new one proves to be quite challenging. The skill's level is denoted beside its name; the higher the level, the more effective and potent the skill becomes. Your main level is prominently displayed at the top, just below your name. Advancement in levels comes from battling, training, and defeating the various monsters you encounter. Naturally, we'll assist you in this aspect, ensuring your rapid improvement."
Absorbing Khione's words, I glanced once more at the description of my No-Name skill.
It was intriguing.
Truthfully, it seemed rather lackluster due to its low success rate, but...
"Are you doing well, Nathan?" a gentle voice asked.
I pivoted to find my elder step-sister, Sienna Parker, standing nearby.
"Oh, uh, somewhat?" I responded with a touch of ambiguity.
Sienna and I shared an odd relationship, much like the one with Siara, incidentally.
We'd become step-siblings seemingly out of the blue and seldom engaged in conversation. Yet, at least Sienna made an effort, albeit while keeping her distance. I suspect—no, I'm certain—she caught glimpses of the real me beneath my facade. She possessed sharp eyes.
Things were even more strained with Siara, my younger step-sister who, mind you, was barely a few months my junior. She harbored a crush on Jason and engaged in a fierce competition for his attention, vying with all the other girls, including Courtney.
I attempted to strike up conversations with her, noting her more approachable demeanor compared to her elder sister's, but alas, she was firmly fixated on that cringe-inducing 3D protagonist, Jason Spencer so I gave up on making her my girlfriend. There was no way I could compete with Jason except if I did some surgery on my face and changed my speech into cringe-worthy protagonist-like.
Yeah, no thanks, I will remain a mob.
Thinking about something, I asked Sienna. "Uh can I see your status?"
Sienna nodded contrary to what I expected.
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[Sienna Parker]
Lvl 1
<Strength> 15
<Agility> 12
<Stamina> 15
<Mana> 100
<Vision> 12
<Luck> 10
<Charm> 25
SP: 20
Skills: [SS-Rank: Sword-Hero Lvl 1];
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Are you kidding me?
She clearly outclassed me in every stat.
It was downright embarrassing to see her superior strength, speed, and stamina.
What was this unfairness?
It felt like some divine prankster had bestowed upon me these lousy stats.
Was it because I had an E-Rank as my Main Skill?
"And you?" Sienna asked.
"Nothing impressive, just an E-Rank for my Main Skill," I replied with a nonchalant shrug.
Sienna, on the other hand, was truly blessed with her SS-Rank.
Perhaps from my tone, Sienna picked up that I wasn't keen on flaunting my pitiful stats, so she simply nodded politely.
Yeah, it wasn't like those scenes from Japanese manga.
Real step-sibling relationships were undeniably awkward.
At least Sienna made an effort to converse with me, unlike Siara who was giggling around with Jason.
He was surrounded by girls who seemed to have turned off their brains after getting isekai'd.
It often happens in Isekai animes.
Just the thought of Sienna's impressive stats with her SS-Rank Skill made me shudder to consider what Jason's must be like with his Protagonist Skill and aura.
Once again, life's unfairness hit me like a ton of bricks.
Luck certainly played a role, but when luck wasn't on your side, you had to forge your own.
I decided to invest all 20 of my Skill Points into my Luck stats.
And it didn't end there; I could even reallocate points from my other stats to further boost my Luck.
"Before we proceed to the palace, we've prepared suitable attire for you to be warmly received by the Emperor and the capital's populace. They're eagerly awaiting the parade and your arrival," Khione announced with a smile.
She sure had a knack for acting.
That seemingly genuine smile of hers was nothing but a facade.
I would have almost believed it if not for the contemptuous look she gave me upon seeing my E-Rank Skill.
"A parade?" Amelia echoed, clearly taken aback.
"Yes, let's not dawdle," Khione urged, gesturing to her knights, who promptly escorted us out.
As everyone began to filter out one by one, I halted my steps at the door leading outside.
"Nathan?" Teacher Amelia glanced at me, puzzled.
I offered her a smile. "Just need some advice from the Goddess. I'll catch up with you all later. Please go ahead."
"Alright...but do be careful," Ms. Carter cautioned, her wariness visible.
The knight gave me a brief look before exiting and closing the door behind them, leaving me alone in the hall with the Goddess, who stood by the altar, her gaze fixed upon it.
I couldn't discern her expression.
"Do you require something, Hero Nathan?" She asked without turning around.
"Oh, you remember my name? I was under the impression you couldn't care less about Heroes with a Skill of D-Rank or lower, Goddess Khione," I said with a laugh, the sound echoing through the hall.
Khione slowly pivoted, a gentle smile gracing her features. "I apologize if there was any misunderstanding, Hero Nathan. All Heroes hold significance to me."
With her truly divine beauty, she was quite convincing, I had to admit. But I wasn't like those naive fellows. My mindset was different, without a hint of arrogance.
My safety above everything else.
And at present, my safety was under threat in this damn fantasy world teeming with monsters and demons, and I was utterly defenseless against them with those stats.
If I didn't take risks now, I might as well resign myself to being devoured alive by creatures of the dark.
Between taking a risk against a hot Goddess or a monster, the choice was quickly made.
"Well, let's say I believe you. I'm currently in a great pinch because of my stats so can you do me a favor?" I asked with a smile.
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Chapter 4: Enslaving The Goddess (1)
"Well, let's say I believe you. I'm currently in a great pinch because of my stats so can you do me a favor?"
"A favor?" Khione's gaze held an inquisitive spark.
"Yes," I affirmed, maintaining a safe distance as I walked around, wary of the divine aura she emanated.
Let's just say it was a safe distance to keep.
Khione observed my movements with her piercing, icy blue eyes.
"You're a Goddess, so I thought perhaps you could provide me with other powerful Skill Books, as mentioned earlier," I began. "Or even better, equip me with magic weapons and armor for protection. As you've seen, my Main Skill is merely E-Ranked. I wouldn't last long with such a Skill. Strengthening me would benefit both myself and your cause."
"Our cause?" Khione's expression genuinely reflected confusion.
"Well, yes," I nodded. "If I become stronger, it would undoubtedly aid all of you, wouldn't it? You're aiming to defeat a Demon King. It's wise to gather more allies, especially when I'm a Hero from another world."
"That's an interesting perspective," Khione mused, placing a finger to her chin in acknowledgment.
But I could sense the undertone of mockery in her gesture.
"In that case, I suppose I'll receive a powerful Skill Book and weapon?" I suggested, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. "An SSS-Ranked Skill would be ideal, along with the finest weapon from your arsenal. After all, I did ask first, so priority should be given to me," I stated matter-of-factly.
"You raise a valid point, Hero Nathan. But why should I waste valuable resources on an E-Ranked Hero when there are more talented individuals?" Khione questioned, her tone carrying a hint of coldness.
"Waste? I thought I held as much value as the other Heroes. It's disheartening to hear otherwise from such a lovely Goddess," I sighed, feigning disappointment.
There was a brief silence before Khione's countenance turned cold, a divine aura beginning to radiate from her as the ground beneath us started to freeze.
"You should depart, Hero Nathan. Your companions await," she stated icily.
"Unfortunately, I have no comrades who genuinely care about me, so that statement is untrue," I retorted, taking a cautious step back.
Khione's icy gaze seemed to pierce through me.
"Is that a refusal?" I pressed, my voice steady despite the chill in the air.
She didn't bother responding.
Was this how insignificant I appeared to her, this Goddess of ice and indifference?
Let's start then.
I first decided to transfer all my remaining status points to my Luck stat, leaving only one point in each of the other stats.
BADOOM!
A wave of weakness washed over me, my body shrinking, my face contorting, and my hair falling out in clumps. I struggled to remain standing, my vision blurred as I strained to see Khione's face through the haze of my deteriorating body.
"What are you doing..." Khione narrowed her eyes, clearly alarmed by my drastic action.
"Status. Convert fifty years of my lifetime into Status Points and allocate them all to my Luck stat," I managed to utter through the effort.
BADOOM!
My body grew even more emaciated, barely able to support itself. I could hardly see anything clearly now, but I could sense Khione's growing wariness.
New Status!
A blue screen appeared.
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[Nathan Parker]
Lvl 1
<Strength> 1
<Agility> 1
<Stamina> 1
<Mana> 1
<Vision> 1
<Luck> 10 543
<Charm> 1
SP: 0
Skills: [E-Rank: No-Name???]
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I might have a ugly grin right now.
But yeah I was happy just by seeing my luck stat.
If even with that much luck this Skill doesn't work, I might as well die here of exhaustion.
"E-Rank Skill activate!"
Description: E-Rank: No-Name???: allows the user to attempt copying any skill from another being. Success rates vary with skill rank: E-rank skills are guaranteed, while higher ranks decrease chances significantly. D-rank skills have a moderate success rate, C-rank lowers it further, and B-rank and above are exceptionally rare to copy. Users must weigh risks, as failure could result in wasted effort or consequences. Once copied, it cannot be undone!
As I engaged in this seemingly mundane conversation with Khione, I was actually carefully analyzing which Skill I desired. Even with my E-Ranked Skill, I could catch a glimpse of her formidable SSS-Ranked Skills.
Yet, what I truly sought lay beyond what Khione had mentioned.
[Divine-Rank: Forbidden Seal]
Allows the user to place a seal on a chosen Target. Once sealed, the Target is compelled to obey the User's commands. The User can also***********
I cut off the analysis there, refraining from delving further to avoid blatant cheating. However, the initial description was sufficient for my decision.
Copy Forbidden Seal.
My E-Ranked Seal began to glow.
Copy initializing...
Analyzing Divine-Rank Skill...
Processing possibilities...
I waited for a few seconds, relieved that Khione seemed oblivious to my actions. Despite being confused, she likely believed I posed no threat, given my E-Ranked Skill. And to be fair, that was a reasonable assumption.
But in that moment, she unwittingly lowered her guard.
Successfully acquired Divine-Rank Skill: Forbidden Seal!
When I saw the Forbidden Seal shining rainbow replacing the E-Ranked one, my lips twisted sadistically.
I ignored the long ass description and immediately aimed the Goddess in front of me.
"Divine Rank Skill: Forbidden Seal."
Khione, whose calm and icy gaze had been a constant until now, slowly widened her eyes in shock. Horror contorted her features, and she was about to utter a word when—
It was too late.
From the palm of my hand emerged a brilliant white seal, expanding steadily before her. Khione's body froze entirely; she couldn't move a muscle, lift a finger, or even speak.
Helpless, she could only watch in terror as the seal gradually shrank and entered her chest.
An invisible shockwave rippled through the air around us, leaving a heavy silence in its wake as Khione fell to her knees.
Her earlier confidence and composure vanished, replaced by sheer panic.
"No... no!" she managed to gasp out, her voice barely a whisper.
"Don't speak," I commanded, my voice carrying an authority I'd never felt before.
Khione tried to form words, but they failed to leave her lips.
"And don't use any Skills without my orders," I added, just to be safe.
With an effort, I dragged my frail, emaciated body in front of her, almost resembling a zombie in appearance.
Perhaps it was the twisted satisfaction in my smile or the unsettling visage I now presented, but Khione seemed utterly terrified of me.
Standing before her, I smirked, revealing my deteriorated, rotten teeth. "Making a Goddess kneel is quite an exhilarating feeling, wouldn't you say, Khione?"
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