Chapter 2: Character build +18 warning
My hands bore a light tan, reminiscent of days spent on the beach, a stark contrast to my original light Japanese complexion. The callouses and scars that had marked my fingers, earned from years of laborious work, from being a fast-food cook to a construction worker, were gone. My arms now seemed frail, akin to those of a child who had never engaged in physical labor. The only notable feature was the clarity of my eyes; glasses were no longer a necessity.
I found myself within the confines of a medieval city, its architecture reminiscent of the 16th century. As I walked, I stumbled upon a grand water fountain, likely the town's square, surrounded by various shops and stands. Gazing into the water, I noticed my reflection had altered.
I appeared as a 16-year-old teenager with olive skin, standing at 177 cm tall. My hair had shed its dark hue for a dark blonde, yet my eyes retained their deep shade. My looks were average, neither strikingly handsome nor unattractive, simply ordinary.
I turned and shielded my eyes, looking up through the trees at the emerging sunrise, pondering how I arrived here and if there was a purpose behind it. Attempting to recall my name, the names of my family, pets, girlfriend, and their faces, proved futile; my memory was riddled with gaps. Suddenly, the remainder of my memories assaulted me with the force of a locomotive.
Perhaps it was a cruel joke played by a deity; that was my initial recollection. Then, as memories flooded back, overwhelming pain brought me to my knees.
I was in the shower, turning the faucet on quickly inside the sliding glass shower. The water pouring over the pair only highlighted the attractiveness of him with a Milf, with huge full tits an hourglass waist, and a fat rear end that exploded out of her hips. In a second I had her legs spread, kicking her ankles spread past shoulder-width and pressing her forward.
She turned her face to one side, cheek pressed against the glass, her massive tits were as well, further highlighting how huge they were as they were pushed against the shower glass. Her butt was pushed outwards, towards me. She hoped that I liked what I was seeing and she sure liked showing it all off.
She looked over her shoulder, running her eyes over my muscular body. I looked good. And the smile on my face looked good as well. She licked her lips, feeling the heat inside of her, and swayed her hips from side to side, working her rear.
Then I grabbed her rear, my fingers digging into her large, fat, perfect butt. The sound of wet skin slamming into wet skin could be heard, as I grabbed her hips and wasted no time in just ramming my cock deep inside her sopping wet mature pussy.
"Fuck, your tight, babe. Fuck I can feel your pussy squeezing me! You're coming your brains out all over this cock, aren't you? You little cheating bitch!"
I said as she moaned, not even trying to keep her voice quiet as she got fucked by me. It was amazing, feeling my thick shaft pressing deeper and deeper inside of her, stretching her out, pushing her pussy walls apart, and making her legs go weak at the knees.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Increasing my thrusting into her cunt I began to mercilessly ram her rear. The water all over her ass only made the impacts louder, She jumped at each impact, her moans and cries of pleasure only growing more ecstatic and loud, clearly getting off on the rough treatment.
Soon, the shower door was shaking on its frame as I rammed her from behind screwing. She lost what little brains she had left, as I fucked her causing her constant orgasms.
She could feel my dick moving so deep inside of her. It was amazing, how great my cock was making her feel as it stirred her pussy up and spread it apart. She lustfully sighed as she got fucked, pushing her body backward to take the cock inside of her, to make her feel better and better.
"You're gonna take it all, babe! I'm gonna turn you into the good fuck toy you were meant to be!"
Smack! Plap! Smack!
"Oh god yes! Please, give it all to me baby, just like that! Ruin my nasty cheating pussy! I won't ever go back to pathetic husband cock again-oh shiiiit!"
She cried, closing her eyes and shivering as she felt herself get stuffed with my cock. I was to big and was buried so deeply inside of her. She shivered, closing her eyes as she felt my cock twitching inside of her.
And then I was cumming, shooting jet after jet of hot, sticky seed inside of her fertile garden. She moaned, eyes rolling up in her head as she felt the thick strands of cum clinging to her inner walls. It was making her feel good orgasming once more and feeling wonderful again, as she gasp and cooed and sighed as she felt the pleasure spreading out from her pussy.
The next day, Karma paid me a visit In the form of the Milf's husband I fucked last night. In my job working in a cubicle of a black company where the Milf's husband went postal and shot me and everyone else.
Expecting fire and brimstone for all my misdeeds, I was surprised to find myself in an empty space, where an elegant woman sat on a throne, idly twisting a Rubik's cube.
She bore the combined allure of Marilyn Monroe and Pamela Anderson at their zenith. Her beauty was breathtaking, with aquamarine hair and piercing deep green eyes, clad in a seductive teal green evening gown with a daring side split.
Her exquisite leg was exposed, drawing my gaze. Her inhuman nature was betrayed not by her stunning looks but by the three straight black horns emerging from her head: two smaller ones arching to each side and a larger one at the center.
"Ah, you've arrived at last. Let us begin~."
She declared.
"Oh, wandering soul, I am the Goddess Gaia! I have extracted you from your worldly cycle and granted you a chance to be reborn in a realm of swords and sorcery."
"Do I have a choice?"
The wandering soul asked the goddess.
"You actually do! You can accept my offer and live a life filled with adventure and fun, or you can take your chances in the Lifecycle. You could be reincarnated with no memories or face oblivion. It's really your choice, and considering your history, I don't expect you'll be seeing the Pearly Gates anytime soon."
'Yeah right, as if you're actually giving me a choice.'
The soul muttered to himself.
"You know, I can hear your thoughts."
The goddess replied with a Cheshire grin.
"Shit! Okay, I'll take your deal."
The soul responded quickly, in a panic.
"Wonderful. Let's roll your stats and create your character sheet. Here," Gaia said, tossing four six-sided dice to him, which he caught deftly.
"Roll the dice 11 times. We'll discard the two lowest numbers. Then we can proceed."
She instructed.
He rolled the dice, getting the following results: 7, 9, 13, 13, 14, 15, 15, 16, 17, 17, 18. The numbers materialized in the goddess's hands.
"Ooh, good rolls. We'll remove the two lowest numbers, 7 and 9. Now, choose a race from these information sheets."
She said, conjuring multiple sheets of parchment that floated around him.
Human= one Ability scores increased by 1.
Dwarf= Constitution score increases by 2
Elf= Your Dexterity score increases by 2
Halfling= Dexterity score increases by 2
Gnome= Intelligence score increases by 2.
Half-Elf= Charisma score increases by 2, two other ability scores increase by 1
Dragonborn= Strength score increases by 2, Charisma score increases by 1
The Dragonborn class captivated him; it seemed like the best choice until he perused the information sheet and noted all the drawbacks. Choosing a race alters one's mindset significantly. To a Dragonborn, the clan's welfare surpasses even their own life.
Dragonborn resemble dragons in humanoid form, standing upright but without wings or tails. Their devotion and respect are owed to their clan above all, even the gods. A Dragonborn's actions mirror the honor of their clan, and dishonor could lead to expulsion and exile. They are acutely aware of their place and duties within the clan, and honor dictates they adhere to these roles.
In essence, Dragonborn are forthright, never deceiving anyone. They may be unequivocally noble or malevolent, with no middle ground.
This narrowed his options to Half-Elf, Human, or Elf. Casting aside hesitation, he decided on the Elf race.
"I'll choose the Elf race."
He declared.
"Great! Now roll the D10 and the D100 to see if you win a special class," came the response.
He rolled the dice, landing a 90 and a 2.
"Ha! You've earned a special class! Let's check the book for your prize."
She chuckled.
The Goddess Gaia leafed through a hefty tome.
"Here we are. You've been blessed with the special class of Sun Elf."
A parchment materialized in his hands, and he eagerly began to read.
*High Elf (Sun Elf)- Skill score increases by 1
- Have tan skin. keen mind and a mastery of at least the basics of magic. Haughty and reclusive, believing themselves to be superior to non-elves and even other elves.
"Oh, Fufufu. The lucky soul has drawn a problematic race. Let's see how you fare with this supremacist race."
She said, stifling her snickers and laughter, maintaining her elegant appearance.
"You tricked me! I never intended to choose a problematic race; that's why I opted for the Elf race."
Then, she began to laugh wildly.
"Hehehe! Hahaha, ha! You'll serve as an amusing spectacle," she declared, her gaze reducing him to nothing more than an insect.
"What do you mean 'to watch'?"
Asked the wandering soul, fear evident in his voice.
"Oh, you naive boy. What do you think my purpose is? I'm bored. I need new amusement. As a reward for making me laugh, I'll grant you a system. With this long-lived race, you'll provide entertainment for centuries."
"I'll live for thousands of years? That's not a bad trade-off."
He thought, seeing the silver lining in his plight, unaware that this was the worst outcome, for the goddess required a plaything that would last her a long time.
She proceeded to elaborate on the high elf race.
"Yes, naive one. Elves mature at the same rate as humans until their late teens. Then, they cease aging and reach adulthood after a hundred years."
"Now, complete your character sheet. I'll clarify what each stat signifies. But be cautious; you cannot elevate your stats to 20."
She warned, proceeding to describe each stat thoroughly.
"Strength determines how strong your character is, It also determines how much you can carry. Attacking with melee weapons, Strength modifier is added to your attack and damage impacting how accurately, and how hard, you can hit things."
"Dexterity determines initiative. Dexterity determines how agile your character is and how good their reflexes are. You'll use it for sidestepping traps and hiding from foes. Dexterity modifier to attack and damage made with ranged weapons. Hiding and performing sleight-of-hand tricks is also Dexterity-dependent.
"Vitality determines your character's Health Points."
"Endurance determines the actions that you can perform with the exception of walking, your ability to take a hit and keep on pushing."
"Attunement determines your character's Mana Point pool."
"Skill determines how clever your character is, how much you know, and your ability to use logic and reasoning. You'll use it for knowledge checks, recalling details about history or the natural world. Your character's awareness and intuition, of other people and of the environment. Used for Perception and Insight checks, to spot traps or hidden foes and work out other's intentions. Skill determines all casting abilities."
"Charisma determines how your character fares in a social situation, and how likely it is a random stranger will like them. used for lying, cajoling, intimidating, or persuading other people."
"Luck determines your character's Hit rate, Saving throws, and Critical Chance. How likely it is for a random accident to happen to your opponent. the more likely favorable outcomes on bets will be. Chances of better loot."
She conjured another sheet of parchment, which materialized between his hands. This time, however, it was partially blank, ready for him to complete.
Name: Eli Rivers
Attunement: 13
Vitality: 13
Endurance: 17
Strength: 14
Dexterity: 17+2
Perception: 15
Skill: 15+1
Charisma: 16
Luck: 18
"Eli Rivers, be gone from me! Transform into a source of amusement," she commanded.
The goddess stood, her clenched fist aimed at Eli. With a mere flick of her wrist, she banished him from her domain.
RACE: Sun Elf
NAME: Eli Rivers
Job Level: 0
Health Points: 65
Mana Points: 65
Stamina Points: 170
Attunement: 13
Vitality: 13
Endurance: 17
Strength: 14
Dexterity: 19
Perception: 15
Skill: 16
Charisma: 16
Luck: 18
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