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Chapitre 4: Choosing a Path, Part 3

After Astaroth left the old mage's house, he walked toward the barracks. His next intended step was to learn about the swordsman class.

He didn't know how he wanted to specialize right now, but he thought 'Might as well learn them all for later.'

After walking a short while, he made it to the open portcullis and walked through it. Inside the yard were many training dummies and a few trainees, striking at them fiercely.

Astaroth looked around, trying to find the instructor with his eyes, but to no avail. He then walked up to the closest trainee and asked him where he could find the instructor.

The man looked at him weirdly for a few seconds and then pointed to the building behind him with his thumb.

"He should be inside the barracks. If he's not there, he might be out training." He briefly said before going back to his striking dummy.

"Thank you." Astaroth said, with a slight bow.

He then walked towards the building in the back and entered through the door. Once inside, he saw many other men resting at the small tables and bar.

Many of them looked over at him when he entered, but they quickly got back to their conversations. Astaroth looked around, trying to identify the sword instructor, but failed to see him.

He walked over to the closest table and asked the men there where he could find him, but they shooed him away. He kept asking around until one of them finally answered him, saying that the instructor was out training.

Astaroth quickly thanked him and left the barracks.

'Those men were brutish' He thought to himself, walking out of the yard of the barracks.

He then asked a passerby for the path out of the caves they were in. The woman pointed him to the east and said there was an entrance that way, and she then went back to her things.

Astaroth thanked her and started walking towards the east.

A short while after, he made his way to what was just an enormous hole in the wall. He could see a slight blueish veil on the hole.

He slowly passed through, not knowing what to expect. As he went through, he got a system prompt.

*DING*

*You are leaving a safe zone. From here on out, creatures you meet will attack you on sight and you can die. Please be mindful of your environment and tread cautiously. Good luck adventurer!*

Astaroth quickly read the prompt and swooshed it aside. There was no way a creature from this starting zone could kill him, anyway. He walked away from the village entrance in search of the swordsman instructor.

After walking for a few minutes, he had still to cross paths with any sort of creature. He guessed the man he was after probably cleared the path out, securing the village outskirts.

He kept walking on the path, and shortly after, he started hearing howls in the distance. As he walked closer to the noise, he also started hearing screams and fighting noise.

Astaroth quickened up his pace and went towards the noise. The closer he got, the more he could feel the ground shake.

Soon enough, he saw something flying at him through a thicket. He ducked down, and with a loud *Thunk* the object hit the tree behind him.

He lifted his head and what he saw flushed the blood out of his face. In the tree trunk, at the height his chest had been a few seconds prior, there was a longsword impaled in the tree.

Astaroth quickly walked through the thicket it came out and arrived in a glade. In the clearing, a man was fighting a huge black bear.

Huge was probably an understatement at this point. The black bear was the size of a school bus, and it was bleeding all over, its eyes bloodshot.

The man, on his side, was also bleeding quite a lot. He had vicious gashes across his chest, with cuts and bruises all over the rest of his body.

He was holding in his left hand a short dagger. Astaroth quickly guessed that the sword was his and that the dagger was his measly spare weapon.

Astaroth snapped out of his staring and looked at their info. In the bar over the bear, were his name and level.

Same thing for the man. Yet, as Astaroth looked at them, his jaw dropped.

*Giant Black Bear*

Level: 36

Grade: Special

Health: 278/44'250

*Kloud Stryph/Weapon Trainer*

Level: 30

Grade: Rare

Class: ???

Health: 356/45'750

The bear was level 36! How was this a starting zone creature!?

Astaroth gasped for air as he realized what he had walked into. He wanted to flee as quickly as possible but as soon as he stepped back; he snapped a branch under his boot.

*Crack*

The bear and the man both turned their heads to the newcomer. The bear roared and faced Astaroth.

His level being so low was an instant aggro pull on the bear. The man looked at Astaroth and yelled.

"RUN!!!"

Astaroth quickly spun around and became one with the wind, running with all his might. He felt the ground rumble as the bear quickly gave him chase.

He looked back after crossing the thicket and saw the bear was already close on his heels.

'There is no outrunning it at my level' He thought.

He changed directions, trying to bring the monster back to the glade by circling around. As he ran, he zigzagged across trees, hoping to slow down the bear.

To his great relief, it did work, albeit barely, in slowing the creature down. They were now running at about the same speed.

Astaroth tried setting the bear's fur on fire while he was running, to damage it. The fire caught, and it started spreading all over the fur.

*Ding!*

*You have created the spell 'Ignite'*

Astaroth was happy. With that, he might kill the bear and get a lot of Exp. He glanced at the bear's info bar and his joy was short-lived.

*Giant Black Bear/Burning(28s)*

Level: 36

Grade: Special

Health: 276/44'250

(Burning) The creature is on fire and will lose HP/sec depending on the caster's magic power and the creature's resistance. (Caster magic power 5) The creature will lose 1 HP/sec.

"What the fuck!!" Yelled Astaroth.

"That won't even tickle him!" He added angrily.


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Chapitre 5: Choosing a Path, Part 4

The bear kept running after him, barely noticing its fur burning. After a few more seconds of running, they were both back into the glade, where the man was still huffing, barely standing up.

The man looked up at the duo running back towards him and struggled to lift his dagger in an attack position.

As Astaroth ran by him, the man told him in a low voice "Get out of here, kid" and then he let out a loud shout.

The bear stopped in his tracks and turned to face the wounded man.

'Did he just taunt the creature?' Astaroth thought.

He did not want to stay anywhere near that dangerous creature. So he kept running.

He arced towards the path he had come from and exited the glade. As he ran, he felt ashamed of himself for running away.

He knew he couldn't do anything, but he also knew that the man was going to die. There was almost no strength left in him and he still gave himself up for him.

Feeling disgusted in himself, Astaroth came to an abrupt halt.

'I can't let him die.' He thought.

A sharp look appeared in his eyes as he resolved himself to die fighting. He turned around to go back, but a glint flashed in the corner of his eye.

He turned his head to look and saw the sword, still embedded inside the tree trunk. An idea flashed in his mind.

He hurried to the sword and tried pulling it out of the tree. The bastard was well stuck, and he had to use all his weight downwards to free the damned thing.

The sword fell heavily to the ground. Astaroth got a system prompt and skimmed it.

*Player level is too low to wield this weapon. Please level up before trying to fight using big boy toys*

"Fuck!" Astaroth cursed.

The system was making fun of him too. Astaroth thought back to the old elf from the character creation and thought he might have something to do with that last sentence.

He would not give up though, so he gripped the weapon tightly and dragged it on the ground towards the fight.

As he walked back into the glade, the bear hit the man. He barely lifted his arms to brace for the hit, but he got knocked away many meters, flying away like a cannonball.

He hit a tree, and his flight stopped abruptly. The man was heaving heavily on the ground but could no longer stand.

The Giant Black Bear slowly walked towards the weapon trainer, intent on finishing him. Astaroth had but a few seconds to react.

Unfortunately, he couldn't reach there in time with the sword as it was too heavy, and if he left it there, he would be useless against the bear. He put his mind into overdrive trying to find a way of helping him.

An idea finally flashed across his mind.

Astaroth concentrated on the sword and conjured wind around it, making the blade slowly float up. When it got to eye level, he looked at the bear, which was almost next to the sword instructor, and grinned.

He poured all his remaining mana into his wind creation and used it to propel the sword in the bear's direction.

"FLY!" He yelled.

The man looked at the bear slowly looming over him and thought 'This is it.'

He smiled at the bear and whispered " I hope you choke on my bones, you bastard " and started closing his eyes.

As he closed them, he heard Astaroth yelling, so he opened them back up and barely saw something flying in at insane speeds. The object hit the bear in the neck, and that's when he finally saw what it was.

It was his sword! It had impaled the bear in the neck almost up to the hilt and now the bear was turning around to face the kid he had told to leave.

Astaroth was looking at the bear when the sword hit and he saw the damage number appearing

*154!*

*Giant Black Bear*

Level: 36

Grade: Special

Health: 94/44'250

"Shit!" Astaroth cursed under his breath.

The damned bear didn't die on impact. He knew now he had caught its attention but he couldn't do anything more.

*Ding!*

*You have created the spell 'Propel'*

As the bear turned around to face him, the man on the ground slowly got back up. It looked arduous.

The Giant Black Bear started walking towards Astaroth and as he did, the man yelled " DIE! " and jumped up to his neck, grabbing the hilt of his sword.

He used his feet as an anchor and yanked upwards, pulling the sword out and ripping the neck of the bear.

Blood gushed out of the creature from the new gaping wound and the man fell back to the ground. The bear died from that last assault and it fell to the ground, hitting it at the same time as the man.

Astaroth was taken aback. Where had the wounded man found the strength to do that, he was nearly dead!

He ran to the man's side, brushing away the system prompts. He needed to help him before the poor guy ran out of blood.

He tore the man's tattered shirt off and bandaged the man up. Once he finished, he laid back and sighed.

"This game is out of its mind." He mumbled.

He had been online for less than 2 hours and already; It had confronted him with a life-or-death situation. Things like that weren't supposed to happen in games, right?

He lay there on his back and started looking at his earlier system prompts.

* You have helped in killing a Giant Black Bear (Special)(lvl36). Exp awarded in function of help given. 60 Exp (Extra 300% for kill 3 tiers higher level) awarded in function to help given on kill (0.42% damage dealt). *

*Level up! Level up! You are now level 3. From leveling; you gained 2 skill points, 2 free Attribute points, and all Attributes increased by 2. *

Astaroth was happy with what he gained out of his folly, but he kept the allocation of those points for later. He first had to rest and get back to town. He felt exhausted.

"Gosh, this was a crazy day already. Can it get more exciting?" He wondered, laying down to take a nap.


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