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I stared at the screen for a good while, weighing the pros and cons.
I definitely wasn't investing in Pyromancing for now. It seemed like it could be cool for sure, but right now I wasn't sure I could take my time progressing the skill tree if threats like the exorcist appeared again.
If I went and waved my flaming hand at him he'd just proceed with beheading me… although the finger gun bit was mighty tempting, I'd admit.
That left the Perfectionist skills.
The shot-splitting one seemed really good, but I didn't think that the fuckers I could encounter here would just stand still and let me shoot them in the same exact place twice.
The exorcist was proof enough of that. That left the coin one and the ricochet one.
Both were disgustingly useful. The ricochet one rewarded me for doing what I always did, plus letting me ricochet a shot as much as I wanted.
The coin one essentially served two purposes, first as a damage multiplier (although the fact it drew from my funds was a bit concerning) and second as an instant surface for ricochets.
Ideally I'd get both and that's that, but I needed to choose the best one now and later see if I even bought the other, since new skills from the tree would roll around.
Hnnghh, I knew that the ricochet upgrade was the safest bet. All ricochets got a boost, plus ricochet as much as I wanted. Literally flawless, zero risk, go team.
…But I wanted to shoot some fucking coins, dammit.
Besides, the damage multiplier on the coins was absolutely fucking ridiculous. No upper limit!?
I knew that it would cost an obscene amount of money to even produce the coin required for an ungodly multiplier, but if we thought about it long term, once I was rich as all shit and dominated this puny fucking game like I'm meant to…
It could do some serious, serious fucking work. And in my afterlife we planned for fucking success, you shitheads.
Certain and expectant, I clicked on [Coin Flipper], and after clicking yes on a prompt asking me 'Are you sure?', I felt the new power right at the tip of my finger tips.
Idly, even aware of the fact I was inside a dream, I do the motion someone would normally do when flipping a coin, putting my thumb against my index finger and thrusting it upwards.
As I did so, thinking about the absolute minimum value, a coin formed itself from thin air at my thumb and instantly launched itself lightly, making a small arc in the air and falling to the ground (or, well, whatever this void-floor thing was called), disintegrating the second it made contact.
…I felt cool.
I looked back at the computer screen.
Name: Daniel, [the Perfectionist.]
Level : Level 3 [Perfectionist] Undead Gunman.
XP: 3500
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Skill List:
- [Perfect Shots]
- [Perfect Stacks]
- [Stylish Twirl]
- [Coin Flipper] (NEW!)
Perk List:
- Eyes Everywhere
- Sharpest Shooter
Trait List:
- Darksign
Conditions:
- Undead (Darksign)
Ah, would you look at that, they finally updated the photo in my character sheet.
Now instead of the awful previous one, now there's one of me looking like a fucking recovering addict, taken right after I used Humanity to stop looking like a zombie.
Cool, very cool.
CHARACTER CHANGES HAVE BEEN CONFIRMED.
DAY-END SUMMARY DREAM CLOSING…
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DREAM CLOSED.
SWEET DREAMS, INCURSOR!
Finally, the world went black and I resumed my sleep.
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For once, I woke up without something smelling like piss and/or shit… okay, it still smelled awful, this was a refuge made in an abandoned space, which meant that plenty of hobos before have pissed here, and so would the hobos after me.
But the fact that I actually felt rested was enough of a rarity that it deserved a standing ovation.
In front of me, the bonfire was still lit, the flames drifting ever so slowly and gently, providing warmth with no pause.
It gave this whole shithole a homey vibe that it truly didn't deserve in the slightest.
Set on proving that feeling right, I stood up and began taking a piss on one of the walls nearby.
Daniel, if this was your way of moving past being homeless then you weren't doing a very good job.
I would prove that fact once I actually had some property under my belt, thank you very much.
Right now I was street waste, and if the city was gonna treat me like fucking trash then I could piss anywhere I wanted as retaliation. Fuck you, Kuoh.
As I discharged my absolute fury on this ratty abandoned wall, I began charting out the course of action for today.
It was becoming quite clear that keeping myself moving every day was the most I could do for now, since it didn't seem like hustling gave much XP to level up.
If I wanted levels I needed to kill shit, and so far all of the hostile, killable assholes have been chance encounters.
So, what I could do that was under my control was either hustling (which was unnecessary for now since Rias gave me that fat donation) or information gathering, and my only source of information right now was Rias herself.
I frowned as I recalled that tidbit. I actually didn't even know what to ask her, or if I even needed to ask anything.
She already said everything that was of interest to me yesterday, I truly have no fucking clue what else I was supposed to gather from her.
…Right! I needed to know the greatest question of them all. I was sure that if I at least could have this answered, this whole fucking mess would make a whole lot more sense. Hopefully it'd be enough to chart a good course to another city or whatnot.
As the last drops of piss fell on the wall, I nodded to myself.
I was going to find out what the fuck Highschool DxD meant.
Before that, however, I needed a change of clothes and a fucking shower. And even before THAT…
I looked at the bonfire, frowning. I pocketed my lil' fella back in my pants, zipped it up, then got in front of the magic fireplace.
Extending my hand, I began to feel for something, something within me…
Using the bonfire's warmth as a guide, I looked within myself and- oh, there it was. I could feel my Souls.
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