Raven sat on a rock with his eyes closed and whispered, "System, grant the reward."
"[Ding! Reward granted! Please check your status panel, Host!]"
Aira's voice echoed in his mind.
Raven opened his eyes.
"Status panel."
[STATUS]
Name: Raven Draxel
Age: 27
Nickname: The Most Disgusting Bastard in the World
Level:17 (3500/80,000)
Talents: Strength (B), Endurance (B), Intelligence (S), Magic (D), Agility (C), Speed (C), Charisma (S), Vitality (A)
Class: Necromancer
Summoned Subordinate: Migel (12)
First Awakening: None
Second Awakening: None
Third Awakening: None
Skills: Gluttony (F) 1200/5000, Appraisal (S), Shadow Movement (F), Slick Tongue (A), Woman Satisfaction Technique (S)
Storage: One Box of XXL Condoms, Golden Chest
Love Points: 8500
Description: You have begun your journey as the most terrifying bastard in the world. Your very existence is an anomaly that should not exist. Your future is bleak, and no one can see it—not even the gods.
