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I took a deep breath, savoring the light of the bonfire. I had planned to revert to my human visage as soon as I had this shit lit… but I wanted to sit down for a second. Just enjoy the flames.
And so I did. I dropped my backpack to the side, stretched my arms, then sat down by the fire, its flames hypnotic and relaxed. Even if it was useless, I closed my eyes, and let the warmth of the flames wash over me.
As if by magic, I could feel all of my exhaustion wash away. The wear and tear provoked by the day suddenly felt irrelevant and nonexistent. The beautiful flames… they were so pretty that I-
I let out a small (and most definitely manly) scream as I laid witness to something horrible with E.E.
"Oh! This- This is fucking disgusting. Jesus Christ."
I focused my gaze, adding another pair of eyes, to the process of my right arm growing new bones, meat and tissue.
I saw in full detail how my sad little stump began to grow and reform, granting me sights that I wished I could erase from my memory.
They weren't kidding when they said the bonfire fucking healed you. This was traumatizing.
One concerning minute later, it was done. I stared perplexed at my brand new right arm, hand and all.
It was exactly as I remembered, clenching my fists and flexing my arm as if to test if I had finally lost the mental warfare against the ever elusive DxD.
But nope, it was all real. Brand new arm, and all it cost was killing a weird fucking exorcist for his Humanity. One good deed at a time, folks.
Speaking of which, I turned my head to the bonfire and extended my hand, again closing my eyes for proper effect.
I searched within me, poking and prodding for anything I could sense. Something like this would've been unthinkable this morning, but ever since I died and turned into an Undead, it seemed as if my connection with the spiritual or supernatural had grown, at least in regards to my own things.
Sure enough, I felt it. My Humanity, the one piece of it I had inside me.
…This process would consume it. After it, I would be left with no humanity in me. It felt odd and nothing if not concerning, especially considering this wasn't some random guys' Humanity, it was mine. But it needed to be done.
So I took hold of it, and feeling the all-healing heat of the bonfire in front of me, I let the Humanity wash over me, letting it combine with the warmth of the flames.
Eyes Everywhere caught every second of the transformation back, of how the energy I released from my hand began covering every single part of me, putting me back together as I was before. The bonfire, as if giving guidance, helped the Humanity reshape my body as to how it was before.
Not before long, I gazed at myself with E.E, and I saw, despite all that had happened today, me.
It was easily noticeable that the restoration, unlike the creation of that arm, wasn't perfect.
My face, that already wasn't the most flattering, had become much paler, and the already deep eyebags had become completely sunken.
I looked like absolute shit, but at least, I didn't look like a zombie, and that in and of itself was a great achievement.
I glared at the sky above me, already dark and starry. It was too late to go shopping for clothes and it'd be useless to go shower myself only to get back into these clothes that had at least thirty diseases on them. So if all that was out of the question…
My stomach grumbled, comically loud.
"Fucking hungry."
I hadn't eaten since yesterday, after all.
With a grunt of effort, I forced myself to stand up.
I checked my pockets to see if I had my wallet in them, grabbed my backpack off the floor, then simply left the small resting place I set up for myself.
I was confident that the fire wouldn't be put out by anyone while I went to look for grub. One, it was really out of the way for people, and second…
Why would anyone take down such beautiful warmth?
…Because people were dicks, right.
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In spite of still being a couple hours before midnight and the prior plans to hunt some strays, I became unable to step out of the bonfire's warmth for the rest of the night.
With a Teriyaki McBurger down my gullet and with a couple cigarettes for good measure, I inevitably fell asleep by the fire, the comfort of the fire too good and uncommon for someone like me to enjoy.
I decided to give myself a rest for once. It was my fucking afterlife, after all. And thus, by the warm, warm bonfire, I fell asleep.
Peacefully, which was something that not even in life I could truly achieve.
My peaceful sleep got interrupted by my eyes being forcefully opened by some external force. Around me, was an ever-expanding void, with the only thing in sight being an old computer set.
Goddammit.
I trudged to the desk with not a small amount of frustration. Sleep was for rest, not for this leveling business, dammit.
Eager to get this shit done with, I read the text on the ancient, white computer screen.
GREETINGS INCURSOR.
TODAY'S INCURSION HAS ENDED.
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INCURSION SUMMARY:
MONEY= $61 USD ⇒ $196 USD
BULLETS = 40x 0.45 Bullets ⇒ 26x 0.45 Bullets
STATUS = Human ⇒ [Undead] Human
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EXP COUNT:
3000 [XP] required for LVL.3
Ricochet Shots! [3 Times Hit]: 300xp
Avid Hustler! [30+ USD gained]: 300xp
First Canon Character Met! [Rias Gremory]: 100xp
First Taste of Light Damage! [Exorcist Light Sword]: 100 xp
Close Call! [VS. Freed]: 200xp
Killed Stray Exorcist [Freed Sellzen]: 1200xp
Death (1st Time) [Suicide]: -500xp
1800 [XP] ⇒ 3500 [XP]
NOTE: Negative XP won't reverse level-ups.
NOTE: Further deaths will multiply the XP loss by 2.
CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HAVE REACHED LEVEL 3!
+1 SKILL POINT
You have unlocked a new side skill tree, [Pyromancer]! Side skill trees don't conflict with the main skill tree, [the Perfectionist]. You may spend skill points in a side skill tree instead of a main one.
Side skill trees, unlike main ones, don't have the initial 3 free skills.
CHOOSE A NEW SKILL!
[The Perfectionist]:
[Coin Flipper]: Grants the ability [Coin Maker], letting you generate a coin with a custom value (Minimum: 1 USD) by using your own available funds. This coin is specially made for enabling Ricochet shots and cannot be normally used for exchanges. Depending on the value, it can increase the DMG of the shot with a multiplier (2x Mult = 10 US) with no upper limit. You can generate up to 4 coins with no cooldown. The coins will disintegrate after they're thrown and stop being in the air.
[Ricochet Junkie]: For every Ricochet a shot goes through before impact, the DMG of the projectile gets multiplied by 1.5x DMG. You also gain the ability [Willful Ricochet], letting you choose at will when a projectile shot by you will Ricochet instead of landing.
[The Hood Splitter]: Your shots gain the ability [Shot-Splitter]. If a target receives two shots, and the second one lands on top of the previous one, [Shot-Splitter] triggers, making the first shot explode in shrapnel and giving the second shot a 5x DMG multiplier while vastly boosting the piercing capabilities of it.
[Pyromancer]:
[Basic Pyrokinesis]: Grants the ability [Pyrokinesis], making you able to generate a flame in your hand that can be expanded and controlled. It is limited to your hand and upon throwing the flame or dropping it, it will die.
{Gunman / Pyromancer} skill available for unlocking!
[Actual Finger Gun]: Grants you the ability [Finger Gun], letting you use your hand to shoot fire bullets. The strength of the bullets will depend on the progress of the [Pyromancer] skill tree.
And that's what she wrote.
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