I shut the door behind me, the lock clicking into place, and slumped down on my couch. My whole body still buzzed from earlier, but the first thing I did—like a junkie chasing a hit—was open the main menu.
The blue window shimmered into view, crisp text scrolling in front of my eyes.
Good, good, good. I'd leveled up. The screen confirmed it—clear as day. Not only that, but I had five unspent points just sitting there waiting for me. Three from leveling up, two from completing that risky quest.
Though… credits. Shit. I was still tight on those. Couldn't buy much from the shop unless I scraped more together, and that meant grinding it out through quests. But whatever—credits were secondary. If I leveled high enough, I wouldn't even need half the shit in the store. Power beat currency any day.
I tapped the window, pulling up my profile:
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Name: Evan Marlowe
Age: 21
Height: 179 cm
Weight: 73 kg
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Level: 3
EXP: 85 / 239
