Bab 4: chapter 3
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Character Sheet:
Blade Hunt:
Age: 14
Status: Civilian
HP: 40 (Healthy)
-Strength: 5 (5)
-Dexterity: 6 (5)
-Constitution: 5 (5)
-Perception: 6 (5)
-Will: 5 (5)
-Charisma: 6
-Spirit: 7 (5)
-Skill: None
-Attribute point = 1
EXP: 1/1000 (Once the EXP bar is filled out, you may level up. Each level shall grant you one attribute point and one skill point.)'
Blade eagerly stared at the blue screen in front of him like a kid does their present. That description was not too far off as what the blue hologram provided him was nothing short of present-worthy. Blade noticed his stats had all levelled up by 1 and he was now stronger than an average person despite the lack of an arm.
The character sheet was Blade's cheat in this world of pirates. Thanks to it, he could rival powerful foes in the future and that's not counting the fact that he could power up further with the use of a devil fruit and haki. Blade grinned, sweat running down his face profusely, "This seems useful."
He sat down in the shade of a nearby tree, wondering where he should spend his hard earn attribute point. From the many options he had, there were only a few ways he could effectively spend his attribute point. Charisma, Will, spirit and dexterity were all immediately crossed out in his mind. Although, they did provide improvements to his body, they did little in comparison to if he'd improved his strength. The answer was obvious, strength, that's where he would pump all his attribute points. Blade however knew the importance of having a balanced character sheet, hence he made a mental note to spend his next attribute point into something else.
Blade realised his system was not the exact same as it was in solo levelling. The lack of a weapon shop was proof enough. Heck, the only similarity so far was him being forced to train. It would be more accurate to say it's a nefed version of the 'solo levelling system'.
After spending his point on strength, Blade realised there was no noticeable improvements to his body. 'I'll have to test my strength,' Blade wondered, getting up.
Blade threw his gaze at the massive tree and pondered, 'No, it's too stern. I'll need something smaller.' He gave up on punching the tree and settled on a smaller one. The tree he chose was barely double his height with minimum branch outgrowths. 'This'll do,' Blade threw a solid punch at the tree in front of him, making a decent dent in its body.
Blade smiled at himself, and made his way back to the rest home. He'd definitely improved his strength by a large margin, however it wasn't enough. To defeat Arlong, he needed at least 100x the power he currently has.
Nako sat idly in his office chair working on a patient when Blade walked in. Noticing his movements, Nako responded, "You're back, Blade. I'll be done with the patient in a minute, then we can feast." It was midday when Blade arrived back, the bright, yellow rays of zenith shined brightly at the village. Blade sat himself out at the rest home's sunshade, enjoying the breeze. The air was warm comfortable. Cocoyasi was a beautiful village, despite being small and far behind in technology. The houses were stuffed closely to one another, which empowered communication, something you wouldn't find in the modern age.
It didn't take long for Nako to complete his duties, barely 10 minutes. The door rang open and the customer – who was inside – walked out. "Blade, that was a powerful thing you did there," Manley (that's his name) smiled at Blade, "I doubt even I could have done such a thing. I hope you well." Manley stared at Blade before turning his gaze at his lost arm, gritting in anger. "One day, Blade, we'll get our revenge from the fishman. I swear to god." Manley walked off, clenching his fists.
Manley, from Blade's memories, was a town's policeman who had lost his wife at Arlong's hands the day the fishman invaded Cocoyasi village. Manley's wife, Safinah protested against the invasion but lost her life to her good nurture, leaving Manley with his 13 year old kid.
A while later, Nako walked out, calling Blade, "I made some chicken soup. It'll help with your recovery, Blade. Why don't you come inside?" Nako went back inside and Blade followed. The family table – if you could it that – consisted of a badly cut wooden slab and two worn out, uncomfortable wooden stools. Blade sat himself on the wooden stool and waited for Nako to hand out his dish. "Better it eat slowly, it's still hot." Nako placed the pot containing the soup atop the table, and poured some for himself and Blade. Blade carefully munched down on his soup, blowing out air the first couple of spoon-feeds. The soup wasn't the most delicious, but being asleep for 3 days straight would make anything edible.
At first, Blade didn't consider the old man a family member, however, the previous body owner's memories slowly influenced Blade. An accumulation of 10 years of trust and bonding isn't something that can be removed easily. Plus, Blade was in a way the same person who he overtook the body of, memories is what makes a person and Blade still contained his memories. It would be more accurate to say, Blade had 2 sets of memories.
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