Chapter 91: Ch 90 “The Gift”

"Status effects such as Bleeding are a bizarre aftermath of the great System. After being sliced with a mundane weapon the person will bleed normally depending on the wound itself but if we had applied Bleeding upon wounding our opponent, the blood will seemingly be forced out of the body for the effect's duration upon end which the unnatural blood flow will instantly cease."

Exert from "Medicine and its Four Elements"

  A dying light entered the large room through the open windows staving off darkness for as long as possible. Nobody dared to enter the bedroom to close the curtains for the night for fear of waking up the two slumbering undead.

"On the sky and the mountains holding it." An awfully old fashion phrase was muttered by the tall figure kneeling beside the large bed as she touched her head with one hand. Her skin glistened in dim grey light as she tiredly looked around the room in confusion.

  Iris looked at the bed beside her finding it empty with the heavy cover unceremoniously kicked into a large mound at the bottom of the bed. A small frown formed on her groggy face as she looked around in search of the necromancer.

"Warm... smelly..." A quiet mumble came from behind the elf. She turned her head toward the voice and saw Kia curled up behind her with her arms wrapped around Iris's waist. Contrary to her own words, the sleeping undead rubbed her face on the elf's back while purring softly.

"This feels fur-miliar." The risen turned her body toward the sleeping cat. "Purr-haps I can cuddle you too." She said before her hand touched the kitten's cold cheek. While she filled her need to look at the gorgeous being peacefully resting beside her with not a sign of the distress she experienced in the elf's sight. She looked inside her mind besieged by a headache, finding system notifications filling her vision.

As she mentally dismissed the repeating notification, she managed to dig her way into her status sheet.

Status

 

Iris

Race: Risen {Undead}

Age: 2 months

Title: [Anchor of Undeath]

Classes: [Risen Level 30 ] [ Hoplite Level 20] 

Talents: [Masterful Translator] [Pure Mana Manipulation(awaken)]

HP 1750/1750

Strength 420

Constitution 416

Dexterity 426

Wisdom 418

Intelligence 418

Charisma 415

MP 2000/2000

 

Combat;

Active Abilities: Mana light, Mana Shockwave, Mana Missile, Flame, Touch of Decay, Shackles Off, Fortitude, Sparks, Infernal Mirage, Calm Mind*, Crippiling Blow*, Firebrand*, Self Combustion*, Bouncing Shield Throw*.

Passive Abilities: Combat Precognition (F+), Regeneration (E), Nightvision, Enhance Vision (A), Enhance Hearing (B), Mental Resilience, Immunity to Magical Domination, Immunity to Magical Charm, Strider

Physical Resistance (E), Monster Experience Gain (B), 

Magical Talent (E+), Taunt Aura, Mark of Darkness*, Anchor*.

{New attributes detected}

[Calm Mind]* Due to reaching level 15 in the Hoplite class, you are gifted with the Calm Mind ability. This ability cleanses mental effects affecting the caster. (Example of mental effects: Fear, Terror, Panic)

[Crippiling Blow]* Due to reaching Level 20 in the Hoplite class, you are gifted with the Crippiling Blow ability. This ability inflicts a Crippled effect causing the target to be slowed and inflicted with Bleeding II.

[Bouncing Shield Throw]* Due to reaching level 20 in the Hoplite class, you are gifted with the Bouncing Shield Throw ability. (This ability requires a shield-type weapon to be used.)

[Firebrand]* Due to reaching level 30, you are gifted with the Firebrand spell. Upon casting, your weapon is infused with flaming attacks alongside Immunity to Fire for the duration of the spell.

[Self Combustion]* Due to reaching level 50, you are gifted with a Self Combustion spell. Upon casting, the caster's body is engulfed in flames causing a medium-sized explosion to occur. 

(Upon casting there is a 15% chance of draining a small part of your total Hit Points)

Due to reaching Level 50 as a Risen some of your racial attributes are increased.

Basic;

Abilities: Cooking (Level 5), Survival (Level 6), Maid (Level 6), Fishing (Level 1), Cleaning...

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  Iris read the long list in front of her, she could feel her throat hurt as she stared at the ludicrous line of text in her mind. She pinched her forearm trying to prove she was in some sort of delirious state caused by yesterday's events but the muffled sting didn't cause her status to magically change.

She couldn't stop herself from reading the entirety of her sheet, at the very end of her status page two notifications caught her attention.

[Mark of Darkness]* The creator of this mark choose to edit it. 

Mark of Darkness now greatly improves [Inspect] spell. (Level too low to forcefully decipher fully)

[Anchor]* The bond was strengthened.

"I still can't equip my clothes." Kia complained as Iris opened her eyes.

"You casted an illusion spell on me, didn't you?" 

"Why would I do that?" The ancient undead mage replied with confusion, not understanding the elf's bizarre question. "You are still weak, though."

"Purr-don me but this 2-month-old just reached a level of a forty-something-year-old human with far, far better stats." The tall undead nitpicked back at the ungrateful kitten. "Do you know what happened?"

"Vesa gave you some Exp from killing the daemon." The necromancer explained.

"Isn't this too much?" The elf still couldn't believe the status sheet presented by the System. This has to be a mistake, she thought.

  The ancient undead gave her older-looking companion a perplexed glance. "She gave you very little raw experience points, she converted a bit of the experience into the Mark of Darkness. Remember you have a different system of experience gain than a non-magical being. I think she ate the vast majority of the experience." Kia looked unhappy with missing the ridiculous amount of experience points, she just described.

"Kia, how do you know about Mark of Darkness?" The elf asked not feeling the disgusting feeling of Kia rummaging through her soul.

"Hehe," The pale girl smiled for some reason. "Now I know when you are checking your status." She responded. 

It wasn't too difficult to know if someone was checking their status, you just had to look for a person with closed eyes with rapidly moving pupils under their eyelids. Nevertheless, the elf was all ears listing to Kia's voice. "And when you are checking your system I can sneak in and peek at your status." 

"You are a naughty kitten~" Iris shifted away from the girl, who had openly admitted to peeking at extremely intimate things every person held very dear.

"Nyaaa!" The girl refused to let go of the playful elf, who was trying to stand up.

"A bell?"

"Nyo." The pale blue crystal alongside the golden ember hid in Iris's chest as Kia nestled herself on top of Iris's lap.

"Two bells?"

*Grumble* 

"Three bells?..." Iris tried to negotiate with the pale mage but was met with dismissive purrs. "...Fifteen bells~?" She ran her nail alongside Kia's spine trying to get the clingy kitten to reply, finding her body's reactions fascinating. "I guess we can rest a little more." She reached over for the duvet and covered herself and the pretty parasite latched around her body under the warm and soft cotton shroud.

"Kia?" 

"Yes?"

"Stand up."

"No." 

"It has been two days, Kia." Iris remarked. Even if they were undead she wasn't sure if sitting still in a dark room was healthy for their psyche.

"You stay," The necromancer pressed her body against the elf as she sensed the movement beneath her. "I don't want to go outside, I order you to stay with me."

"Everything will be alright, Kia." The elf said while moving the long onyx black hair away from the girl's face. "Sometimes here things happen that we have no control over and you have to stand up and try fix what was broken or better, learn how to prevent things from breaking in the first place. How will you do this while sitting in a dark room, Kia?"

"B-but I don't want that to happen to me again."

"Everyone has to face their fears and overcome them. That is what makes us strong." The risen consoled the ancient undead, who existed alone in the city of the dead. "You managed to leave Necropolis with me and you thought the outside was terrifying, remember?"

"I didn't think that! I-I was just testing you!" Kia chirped in embarrassment.

"Whatever my scared little parasite says~" Iris said before using her superior strength to stand up.

"Where are you going?" The undead mage asked, still hesitant about leaving.

"To the dungeon, don't you want to see what we can do now?" Iris couldn't suppress her excitement. She quickly stepped out of the room and sluggishly walked further from the room, buying the necromancer time to join her.

  The door to their room swung again as Kia stepped out of the room already covered by her cloak. She quickly jogged to the elf at the end of the corridor, her eyes staring at the floor as she walked a step behind the tall elf.

  

  The two adventurers left the mansion and headed to the dungeon, the taller undead feeling somewhat sad about the maid which will have to clean the mess they left behind.