Ping!…Tsszzz…Whrm. Our heroine hums alive again - sort of. The fellow researchers of the “Scientific Corporate Inventors Empowering Nexus-Centric Emissaries” (or S.C.I.E.N.C.E.) were ambitious enough to aid our fallen warrior by reviving her faster than natural means, though this came at a unique price: she is no longer of flesh and blood. They tampered with Dr. Terrible’s technology, then fused them with the dark magiks to recover her ashen soul from the depths of those depraved chambers where she lay, victim to forces not dissimilar to what makes the Inner Workings and the so called “Oryx Lag” that the Mad God falsely claims as his own powers.
Our heroine is no friend to S.C.I.E.N.C.E., despite their efforts. It is a well known fact that they help to perpetuate the endless cycle of slaughter on both ends of the conduct, treating everything as their test subjects, despite the claim of “alliance to the Nexus.” It is selfishly rendered. Dr. Terrible was once one of their lead officiators before going rogue, his lust for knowledge consuming any impaired morals he had left.
The only significant memory our heroine recalls after breaking out of the L.A.B.S. via summoning some of the plentiful lab rats to assail her “caretakers” (who were, fortunately, only Initiates to S.C.I.E.N.C.E., and thus generally inexperienced) was them programming her a name: Xion. It was hard-coded into her (non)fiber of being, so Xion it would have to be. And now, into the wilds! Perhaps some reflection in battle will jog the memory. Reincarnation can be such a pain…
I don’t know guys. I had way too much time on my hands at the time of writing this, and only half a brain available. I seldom name my characters, and usually they’ve been more along the lines of “nicknames” than actual names. Why not try now when writing on a thread anyway?
Anyway, most of you are probably just looking for the gear portion of updates. Let’s get to the meat of things, shall we?
Xion strode across the beaches and mushroom infested lowlands. She briefly pondered on the reason for there being so many of them. Was it the natural remains of those millions of fallen pre-Level 20 adventurers? We may never know.
Xion also harassed Dreadstump for kicks and giggles, then Mama Megamoth both for the inspiration to summon cute squirrels rather that rats from L.A.B.S. and… an Eldritch wand? “Is- is that where her children suddenly spawn from? These wands are well known for summoning demons when used en mass, so, one wand = demon baby moths. Got it.” Xion then proceeded to embarrass Mixcoatl in front of his aspiring tribes again, this time in the form of pillaging him of his garb. “Who needs defensive abilities and security when you’re a robotic half-dragon with those sweet magic bonuses? I feel that I’m compromising nothing here. c;” This was enough to fully bolster Xion to full strength without the aid of potions.
Ok, I’m satisfied with this roll. The worst stats are manageable, and that att is spectacular, especially for a Summoner.
A slightly better weapon?
Xion didn’t mean to anger Craig’s mother, but the other two (PPE, hah) warriors of the entirety of the Realm, one, a fellow dragon, trampled on her children before I contour even set step foot into her domain. How rude! Out of sheer boredom, Xion snapped a twig off one of the trees steer vanishing Limon to another plane. The flora harbors immense power here, but reality wavers in the presence of mortal souls. Xion, not being fully dragon, falls under that category, and the Sprite wand retains that same instability as the plane it grew in. Oh, and Limon also dropped a robe more worth wearing. That enchanting cloth was for cosplay, but this robe is for fashion.
I’ll take it. I can aim with these, and I’ll deal with it until I find a suitable wand to take its place. Your standard Glands robe isn’t bad either.
“Yeah, never mind. Fashion is for weirdos, especially eccentric weirdos who have nothing better to do with their time.”
Another tiered upgrade
“Aha! That’s why this monster was so abominable. Dr. Terrible’s twisted genius knows no bounds. Combining one of his creatures with the skull of a minor demon and stimulating it with the arcane energies of a tree that literally grew from leeching off of magic would do that to you.”
Just my luck.
Xion trudged through more trivial overworld menaces and lowly dungeons, including a happenstance TCave. There were no rich rewards, but the former vessel of the Void Entity itself had a bounty on its head placed by the mysterious Tinkerer. The true reward lay inside the collected chest! A mace meticulously mounted with the head of a grotesque spider. Xion absorbed its magic, then promptly threw the hideous leftovers into the ocean. “Perhaps there’s fish out there that have the stomach to consume that.” Oh, and having the power of the moon at her side isn’t horrible, either. At least tiered robes are more beneficial at aiding the user in ways beyond mere defense!
Color me impressed! I even forgot to consume my loot boosters that came with the chest. So worth it! I ditched the tiered mace, solely because I’ll pick up a better one later. I need the room, and though this mace is pricey in mp, I’m pretty good about knowing when to save it and when to use it. (This is already a better mace than my last incarnation…)
Oryx isn’t worth the time yet.
Xion didn’t particularly care about the bellowings of Oryx, in contrast to the warriors around her fighting Daichi, ordering everyone around to “hurry”, that our fighting efforts had “inferior dps,” and so forth. She had wandered off with another, far more pleasant adventurer, and skipped half of the clashing with our possessed magician. Everyone but myself and this other adventurer dashed back into the Realm though the portal, leaving us with the loot. And indeed, it was worth it, in the short run.
At this point, this probably would’ve been better loot than Oryx would’ve given me. I came to find out that I’m too slow to rush to O2 still, and I’ll happily take the extra speed at this point of my rebuilding.
The newfound speed was a breath of fresh air, and so was obtaining the eye of Stheno. Some claim that it’s the pinnacle of rings, providing bursts of speed to outrun even the more devious of foes, but she’s not a believer. It’s a niche tool that can be easily replaced by other methods, not a legendary artifact from a lowly queen.
It wasn’t long thereafter before Xion found amidst the mangled remains of some horrific creation a near perfectly severed hand! The magic is potent as a result of the frequent usage of magic with science in this particular outdated L.A.B.S. facility. Everyone is so careless with their attacks, and frequently damage what could otherwise be very useful gear! Those sword wielders are especially clumsy. Xion absorbs it’s magic, and now has the ability to have the benefits of enhanced claws in battle, albeit somewhat grotesque looking.
I accidentally lost the file for the snake ring, but I trust you all believe that I obtained it legitimately. Snakes aren’t that hard! >:
It’s been a while since I’ve had this particular ring! I used to find them all the time, but after I died with the Abominable Sorcerer set, I stopped finding them. Once I find a better ring, I’ll probably save it. Sorc and pally aren’t bad in my eyes, but they aren’t as fun to play as, and that sorc set was really fun to play as, even if it isn’t “good.”
A finishing touch!
“What on earth am I going to do with these? Heh. Everyone seems to have an inc these days. Heh, I should just run a solo O2 when I’m stronger. Also, some other denizen of the Nexus less fortunate than myself can have this health ring. They seem popular with the masses.”
Neat find! I don’t know what to do with it, though.