Lyl_Ctr
patreon
- 1/ The birth of the looter
🕑 Added 2022-02-07 22:32:49 +0000 UTC"No don't kill me! What did I do to you?" (???)
"Nothing, you didn't do anything to me, but you have something that interests me." (???)
A sword then pierced the throat of the young man who had begged for his life. His mouth filled with his own blood, choking to death.
Reduction in consumption obtained: all attacks using mana consume 1.5 times less mana.
"Well, that was another good reward." (???)
"I wonder what kind of excuses we'll make to justify his death. Ria another man.
"Well, we've always been imaginative, that won't be a problem, right Alfred ?" (???)
"You're right Lewis, but as usual we're going to have to keep a low profile." (Alfred)
"The next skill will be for me." (Reinard)
"Yes, we take turns, nothing changes don't worry." (Alfred)
"Still your skill is really a blessing." (Lewis)
"The privilege of birth is really cruel, I'm really jealous." (Reinard)
Human looting: You are able to take a desired skill after killing a human. You can take it or give it to the target of your choice. (You can only loot the skill from the human race and from someone you have killed).
"Well if continued our harvest of skills." Said Alfred with a smile on his face.
And then these companions also smiled viciously think about the skills they were going to steal.
------------------
Pov Alfred
When I was 10 years old and had reached the age of reflection. I discovered that I possessed something very rare. This was called an exclusive skill, an ability that only one person could possess. There was very little information about it, but the one I had was particularly powerful. The ability to steal the skills of others on one condition, to kill them with my own hands.
With this skill I could become the strongest by accumulating many different skills. But to do that I had to kill, but I had no problem with that. I lived in poverty with my two brothers Reinard and Lewis. Our parents were poor merchants, selling food at the markets, barely making ends meet. Our meals consisted of poor boiled potatoes every day. Punctuated by work in the field every day under the hot sun and we had been doing this since we were 7 years old.
When I was 10 years old, I couldn't stand it anymore and I wanted to leave this poverty as soon as possible and live properly. And for that there was a way that many people took, that of becoming an adventurer. So I started to make a plan that would allow me to do this. A plan that I did not hesitate to discuss with my brothers who also agreed to it. Because this life displeased them as much as it did me.
"Hey come and see Émy we found a treasure in the forest!" (Alfred)
"Ah good, I want to see it show me!" Said she enthusiastic.
-------
Having now been deep in the forest for several long minutes, the girl starting be impatient.
"Are you sure it's this way?" (Emy)
"Yes a little longer we're almost there." Smiled broadly Alfred.
Then after a few more minutes, abruptly Lewis and Reinard tackled the girl violently to the ground.
"Ah! What do you make drop me! You hurt me." She shouted.
Then I then pulled a knife from my clothing as she watched me pull it out.
"What are you doing !" She said scared.
I moved closer to her as she began to struggle violently.
"Stop, this is not a game!" (Émy)
She then started to cry realizing what was going to happen to her.
"Lewis, Reinard we're friends don't do this get off me! Get off me, please! (Emy)
But neither of my brothers answered her, while I was now standing over her with the knife in my hand.
"Alfred no... no, no, no, please!" (Emy)
But without remorse my knife, went down into her belly. Causing a violent twist and pain in her.
"Arg, ahhhh, ahhhhh!" She screamed in pain.
But deep in the forest, none of these cries could be heard. As I continued to stab her several more times.
"Ahh, ahhh, ahhhh!" (Emy)
She was screaming so loudly that her voice echoed as her clothes filled with blood and she couldn't hold back her tears. This struggling so hard that Lewis and Reinard were now having trouble holding her back. She even managed to get away from them and started to run, but I tackled her to the ground. Before I stabbed her several more times, looking her straight in the eyes. Still screaming so much that her cries pierced my eardrums.
Then after several minutes her strength left her and the screaming stopped. As her body continued to bleed to death, and my hands and face were stained.
<The conditions have been met you may choose a skill to loot.
- Singing
- Improved strength
- Silent
"Improved strength huh that's why this bitch got away from Reinard and Lewis. But now she's mine!" (Alfred)
Reinard and Lewis had also received multiple blood spatters on their clothes. While Emy's body lay lifeless on the ground, her face still bruised from the pain.
"It worked I got a new skill with this we can leave this rotten place and become powerful adventurers." (Alfred)
As tears streamed down their still bloodstained faces, they stood up.
"We can't go back now." (Reinard)
"That's right." (Lewis)
They then wiped their faces and dried their tears. The slightest sign of empathy and remorse was already leaving them.
"Well, we have to dig a hole to bury the body so no one will find out." (Alfred)
So we dug a hole and buried the body deep and then threw away our clothes. Then we washed in a small stream out of sight. After that we went home as if nothing had happened.
After Emy didn't come back, her parents informed the village chief. They gathered a group to look for her, but they never found her. After all, we taked care of this problem.
After more than a week, her parents mourned her, and the village also considered her dead. Her disappearance remained a tragedy in the eyes of all, but above all a mystery. But it was not going to end there, after all we were going to need skills my brothers and I. And we still had many friends. And we still had many friends to plunder.
And then every 6 months a child would suddenly disappear.
"Ahhhhhh, Ahhhhhh!" (???)
<The conditions have been met you can choose a skill to loot.>
<The conditions have been met you can choose a skill to loot.>
<The conditions have been met, you may choose a skill to loot.
<The conditions have been met, you can choose a skill to loot.
<The conditions have been met, you can choose a skill to loot.
<The conditions have been met, you can choose a skill to loot.
Then the village chief forbade the children to go near the forest thinking that a monster had appeared. But that wasn't going to stop us.
<The conditions have been met you can choose a skill to loot.
---------------------
End of the first part : 1/2
