Chapter 11

It was just another day in the world of Gunea,
monsters and humanoid races bared their fangs at eachother,
amidst all of this a lone pig stood maniacally squeaking in a dark tunnel.
Monsters, observing the whole situation from afar,
bulged their heads out of their hidings, analysing the just recently appeared prey.
From their observation the prey was extremely weird, why would a winged meatball,
show itself so willingly in the hunting grounds of so many predators.

They couldn't believe the situation, so they kept wondering.

Was it a trap, was it dangerous, does it taste good, is it worth it,
they didn't dare to approach it,
the prey gave off a feeling of insanity.
They wouldn't dare to attack such a unpredictable thing.
Just while they were entrapped inside their thoughts,
a smell of blood could be captured by their nose,
but this smell didn't come out of the direction of the meatball,
but from their back, their instincts told them to fall back.
so they wouldn't be the unlucky ones being entrapped by the approaching predator.

From this point on the former so inhabitated cave,
became once uninhabited again,
unless you counted the squeaking meatball standing amidst a tunnel.
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I swear, every damn day, I fucking wake up with a headache after collapsing,
is this the way pigs start their day?
Whatever me, Tom, finally got the power I always desired, the ability to ascend.
Yes, to ascend, the power of ascension, you hear me?
From this point on me, Tom, will have a higher standing than you, lowly ones.
Hahahaha, even if I didn't get anything but wings, just watch me,
I still have a master plan, observe my powers.

" System !"

" Appoint 10 of my Statpoints into Strength and 10 into Endurance!"

" Statpoints will be applied now, be ready for impact!"

Ok , I am ready just do it...

" You received a new Title!"

A Title?

Just when Tom wanted to ask, a similar pain like before started to sprout inside Tom's body,
resulting him, to roll atop off the ground , till the whole thing was over.

FUCKKKKKKK, this hurts so much, but I am sure it was worth it,
let's check it out: " Status"

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Status:
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Race: Winged Greater Domestic Pig
Title: Lifestock, Lunatic ( hidden from Title Owner, shown to others)

Name: Tom
HP: 170 SP: 85

Level: 1/10

Age: 1 Week and 2 days

Permanent Weight: 60kg
Temporary Weight: 70kg
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Attributes: 

STR: 17
END: 17
INT: 10
WIS: 10
DEX: 2
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Skill:

Flight: Gives you the ability to ascend the sky,
the duration depends on your Temporary Weight,
so you better watch out!
( At the moment the duration amounts to 12 seconds!)

Eating: I think the name explains more than enough
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Racial trait:

Feast till I'm feasted on: Ability to increase END, DEX and STR through permanent weight gain.

Stock: 6/10

- ( Permanent weight gain as long as your stock is filled, 10 kg each 5 days, the stock will
be reduced each day by two units)

- the exchange rate for weight is :
- 1 END and STR for each 10 kg of weight

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Well? I am strong right?
I mean look at my HP, 170 hitpoints,
it seems like I get 10 HP for each point Strength,
and 5 SP for each point END..
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Just while Tom was indulged in his thoughts,
a humanoid looking being was running into the
direction of Tom, it had a grey skin, covered in blood-soaked
long hair, long sharp fingernails,
and a split red tongue, protruding out of it's mouth.
It was attracted by the smell of blood and loud noises halling through the tunnels.
And then just when it was about to reach it's prey, it realised that the prey was standing atop of a corpse.
A Hobgoblin? And a truly mangled version of it.
It halted it's footsteps unwillingly,
standing merely several steps away from the wanted prey.

It's instincts were telling it, that the prey wasn't dangerous,
but the remaining capability of thoughts of it's former life, did tell so.
It concluded, that it wasn't a good idea to approach a prey,
which could take down prey, who even itself couldn't take down.
It decided to observe the prey for the time being,
so it could tell if the prey is food or the predator itself would become the prey.
A short time passed, and the predator still didn't come to conclusion,
so it decided to search for other prey.
But just when it was about to leave, it's prey realised the predator's presence.
The predator was sure, the situation wasn't good, now that the prey did realise it's presence,
it would become dangerous, so it prepared itself for the worst.
Just then the gruesome mouth of the prey opened, and halled out hellish sounds.

" SQEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAK"