“I cannot tell
a lie.”
Bernard
Lawrence "Bernie" Madoff*
Well can't say
much. Grandma came over so I didn't have much time to write a post
and this story may also be a bit quickly wrapped up at the end
because of it too.
The Last Two
Hit Points
I wonder if my
prayers will reach the angels in enough time to save me. I'm at a
miserable two hit points. Two hits points. Me the mighty Echo Knight.
Master of the Echoing. Sword Technique, my namesake, the technique
that lets me attack seven times a round for thousands of points of
damage. My magic sword Sky Breaker lets me bypass the weapon
resistances of monsters I face with its powers. Most swords would
come up with a miss on a ghost type enemy and I rip them to
shreds. I collected enchanted armor from elementals from all across
the lands to give me resistances to hundreds of forms of attacks. My
defense stat reaches the thousands. I've had arcane mages and armies
of soldiers beat on me for hours for zero damage. I've trained myself
to level ninety-nine in my class. The maximum. With my equipment and
levels my stats went to godly levels. I was the definition of the
ultimate adventurer.
And here I was
reduced from my fifty thousand hit points to two. By a goblin.
“So how does
it feel Echo Knight? To be pushed off your pedestal?” The goblin
asked me with a sneer.
“Shut up.”
I was on my knees. Seconds went by reaching the next combat round. He
had initiative now. He could toy with me as much as he wanted.
“Hah! You
adventurers have been using your skills to cheat the system and use
your classes and abilities to make yourselves above us for too long.
We've been fodder for you long enough.” The goblin looked at me
angrily. “How long have my people just been experience to you? Well
now you'll just be a few points to my next level. Well actually
you'll be my first step as I slaughter every single adventurer I come
across on my hunt for every single powerful adventurer I come across.
No. I'll kill every human. They provide the quests and equipment
after all. I have the power to. I'm a god now.”
“You beast.
You may be powerful but your no god.” I glared at him. At least I
could talk without losing a turn.
“But I am.
Normally monsters can't equip things or level very high or change
class. But now I've found my own way to break the system and beat you
at your game. I can now customize myself greater than you can. Are
you familiar with the fact that humans can bind monsters to their
will and turn them into creatures that can be customized and leveled?
Well my tribe made it so I was bound to a human... then killed him!
Raised that human as a zombie, making him a monster then bound him to
another human and killed that human. Then raised that human as a
zombie, froze them with ice magic, preserving them forever. So now I
am a customizable monster that can level... but without a human
master!”
I was baffled.
“So. You still should have caps on your levels.”
“But see this
is where it gets interesting! I fight my brethern and now that I am
an enemy monster they can cast transformation magic, kill me to raise
me as a zombie, and I can become different monster after different
monster with my level reset to one over and over. But my stats and
skills stay for an infinite loop. I may appear to you as a level ten
goblin. But in reality... I have been hundreds of monsters and have
leveled up thousands of times.” He laughed.
I mumbled. “So
that's how you knew all that magic.”
“Exactly. And
now I will cast ZX Lighting. Nothing like overkill to make your death
all the sweeter.”
He cast the
spell and I expected death. But then I heard him scream.
“Bounceback!”
Someone yelled. I knew that name. That was the name of reflect spell.
“So you're the
Echo Knight?” A woman in robes said to me.
“H-how are
you faster than me? You're quickness stat should be way lower than mine!” The goblin asked startled.
“I'm not
faster than you... normally. You cast a slow spell. And now you're stunned
because of your spell and have lost another three rounds. You could
have just whacked him y'know.” She lectured the goblin.
“Who are
you?” I asked.
“The reason
you're not dead,” She said. “And the thing that's going to teach
you to never fight alone and always bring a healer
along for everything. Idiot.”
“Fairy's
Love,” she said, and with a wave of her hand my hit points restored
to maximum. “Now I'm going to cast Mega Quickness and a billion
buffs to make you able to rip this guy apart so just do you slashy
killy thing your famous for because I'm tired of hiring weak 10 gold
mercenaries at the tavern to hit my enemies and would rather have you
along. I also have 99 Dragon Blood potions to restore my magic to
full so we can outlast this guy.”
The goblin
yelled, “You humans and your adventuring parties! I'll be back!”
And after all that the goblin fled.
The woman then
said to me, “And there goes the biggest bundle of experience I've
ever seen. You'd better join my party so this trip isn't a total
waste otherwise I'm not going to be happy. You are not going to like
me when I'm not happy.”
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