Frizz slowly gained consciousness, finding himself stuck and tied down to a cell. The cell was dark and moldy, a terrible stench lingered. There was a dead body next to him. Seeing that, he was reminded of his older brother, Weng.
He was bound to a chair, tied and restrained with metal chains. "Easy work." He said, straining against it and eventually breaking it.
He reached for his inventory, took out two baseball bats, and proceeded to kick down the metal cell door. He forced himself to believe that his brother was still alive but his intuition told otherwise.
(Weng. I am so sorry.) He said with teary eyes, looking for the exit.
The place was devoid of any illumination but Frizz could see clearly in the dark. He then spotted two guards who were taken off guard. The two weren't expecting their prisoner to escape.
"Call the bo- " Whack! Whack!
Frizz threw both of his baseball bats, hitting the two guards in the head. Their faces were cracked, blood pooling beneath their broken faces. They've stopped breathing.
Frizz attracted the bats on his hands, walking forward to the exit. His face devoid of any emotion, he was deeply thinking about their older brother.
Upon exiting what seemed to be a basement, four guards trained their guns at him. "Surge." However, in one swift motion, the four collapsed.
Frizz had struck their heads with ruthless speed, and they all fell to the floor. Dead.
A barrage of gunfire interrupted him momentarily, however his forcefield had stopped them all. He held out both his hands and crushed his fist, instantly breaking and exploding the firearms.
The three gunmen died, bleeding on the floor with shrapnel all over their bodies.
In the distance was the exit, he rushed towards it.
*Wham!* He was hit in the face with a powerful force. A huge hulking yet familiar figure stopped him.
"Heavy... Cheng Gou." Frizz muttered, glaring at the figure with cold eyes.
"I thought you'd be sleeping for a lot longer. You second-rates are really impressive. Your kind progresses a whole lot better." Heavy said, brimming in confidence.
"You're going to pay and trust me. This time. I am going all out." Heavy threatened while his figure grew even wider, the steam intensifying.
"Cheng Gou is my civilian name and since I am working, call me Heavy. Now, activate your skills and spells. I won't be satisfied unless you're using everything that you have."
"Ward, Fortress, Dash, Surge, Guard, Lesser Power." Frizz complied.
[System]
[Wind Dash] perk is active.
[Adrenaline Rush] perk is active.
"These notifications are annoying. Always flooding my vision but it's better to be informed." Frizz muttered, charging towards Heavy.
Heavy smiled, punching the ground but Frizz was already in the air. Frizz delivered a double bat strike on Heavy's face, staggering him.
"Ah, you little shit." Heavy winced, punching but hit nothing. Frizz effortlessly dodged.
Frizz then remembered Divine Hesoyam Rosa's words after their spar.
"You're treating everything as if it was a game and that is holding you back. Also, your attacks have no motivation behind them. You're striking for the sake of striking, you need to put some intent into it."
"It could be hate or the intent to kill. Put something behind your punches. You're powerful already but your gamey perception and refusal to fight seriously is holding you back."
"You're already more powerful than me. Amongst other second-rates, you're an outlier already. In short, stop holding back. A lot of your problems would go away if you could only stop holding yourself back and actually go all out."
Divine Hesoyam Rosa critiqued, propping up Frizz and walking him home after their spar. Frizz then opened his eyes, seeing his opponent with a bloodied nose.
(I am already strong huh? Then why did I fail to protect my family?) Frizz mused, tearing up as he effortlessly and subconsciously dodged another swing.
(This guy!? He's dodging my attacks!? Matthew did say that he had several defensive perks.) Heavy's expression intensified as he was struck in the face again with a bat.
"You fucking a - !" *Whack!*
He was cut off again. He had been hit several times now, the opponent had a lower level yet had a plethora of skills, talents, and perks to make up for it.
Normally, it would be an easy fight. However, things are going seriously wrong.
(I, Cheng Gou. The Heavy, will not lose to this under-leveled whelp!)
A fast torrent of water struck his face and then soaked the floor, causing him to slip when he stepped forward. A strike in the back of the head, the back, his legs, his arms, and his neck. The relentless assault of Frizz continued, each strike delivered with the intent to kill.
Heavy, could feel his movements slow and his body heats up. He could see in his system notification that he was bombarded with several status effects.
"Enrage! Fortress! Ignition!" Heavy roared, tackling and charging Frizz into several walls. The two were now outside, witnessed by several dozen guards.
Frizz tried to fly away but was grabbed in the leg. Heavy then slammed him into the pavement several times, only stopping due to a powerful telekinetic explosion.
"Tag!"
[System]
[Mark of Decrepitude] perk is active.
[✬Unfair Duelist✬] perk is active.
Surge, Dash!" Frizz activated his skills again, rushing at Heavy and striking him with the two baseball bats as fast as he could.
Heavy was stunned, he couldn't move. "Piece of shit!"
"Duel!" Frizz and Heavy were locked in a duel. He continued his barrage of blunt blows, aiming for the critical and sensitive regions. Heavy's form faltered, slowly losing its size.
Frizz's figure was damaged, his head was full of blood and his body was full of purple bruises. However, the endless rapid blunt barrage continued until Heavy lost consciousness.
(I am level fifty.... a level twenty-five...how?)
[System]
New Name is now level 28 (Perk selection gained at level 26).
Select a perk: [Friendliness II], [Advancement], [Pilfering], [Small Magnetism], [Refreshing Exchange].
"Refreshing exchange," Frizz said, huffing and puffing.
New name received: [Refreshing Exchange].
Displaying descriptions:Every time the perk user defeats an enemy, a small health and fatigue regeneration buff is activated.
Fighter perk upgrade: [✬Unique Battle Sense III✬]
Description:Instincts are sharpened to near-precognitive, evading melee/ranged attacks effortlessly. The perk user gains a small speed buff upon each dodge.
Fighter skill upgrade:
Description:Upon activation, physical attack damages are significantly dampened. (10)
Fighter skill acquired:
Description:The user glows and explodes in a harmless flash of light, blinding anyone.
Fighter skill upgrade:
Description:A passive skill. Each melee or unarmed hit will significantly scorch the target.
[System]
<⬪ Daily Talent Creation and Acquisition Mechanic ⬪>
<⬪ Talent requirements met!⬪>
⬪ Rewarding:『Rampage』
New name received:『Rampage』
Displaying descriptions:The talent user's physical and telekinetic prowess is slightly boosted per hostile entity around them.
The bombardment of text annoyed Frizz as he desperately and infuriatingly scratched his eyes and face. "Goddamned fucking notifications, stupid piece of shit. Stupid fucking system."
[System]
Name: New Name
Level: 28
Experience: 1000/3000
Health: 61/96 (+23) [SL+2] [IF+9] [HM✬+12] [RF+2]
Mana: 93/93 (+2) [SL+2]
Fatigue: 40/100 (nigh-peak)
Class: [Fighter]
Subclass: [White Knight]*
⬬ [Prowess Minimized] … >>
⬬ [Perks Minimized] … >>
⬬ [Talents Minimized] … >>
"Cheng! He killed Cheng!" A distant henchman shouted in fear. Frizz then glared at the fearful men.
There were twenty of them. All of them aimed their firearms towards the teary-eyed Frizz. With heavy steps, Frizz slowly approached the cowering men, baseball bat in hand.
"AH!" Several screams echoed.