Chapter 33: The Depths.

Chapter 33: The Depths.

*Sigh* as much as I loathe to admit it the beast has a point. I can't really rely on others. If I do so I will get complacent. And when I get complacent I will get weak.

And if there is something I hate most it's helplessness.

But I refuse to open that door for that. I do not know what's behind it. But what I do know is that I hate it.

I hate that feeling of not being in control of my own body. Devolving into nothing more than a cruel beast who only knows brutality.

I know that the moment I open that I will have lost.

The moment I open that door I will be just like the rest. Broken by lordran. Becoming a cruel and jaded unfeeling monster.

I only have my self left.

I don't want to lose that too...

Shaking my head in a vain attempt to get rid of the crushing melancholy I made a plan.

Ever since my stats rose I noticed my memories had become clearer and I could think slightly faster. Probably due to raising intelligence. Alongside that, I had also become slightly taller with more muscles. But anyway, scouring my memories I made a plan.

I needed to get stronger. The only way to not lose to this world is to be strong enough to triumph over it. If I get strong enough I won't have to rely on /it/.

The most beneficial place for me right now was the Depths and subsequently Blighttown. Although I had been avoiding them both because, frankly, I don't want to wade through actual shit. But alas I needed to, so I will just bite the bullet and descend down to the literal cesspits of Lordran.

As I slowly made my way to the depths I practiced and tested my new abilities getting used to them. Like {form shift}, one of the new abilities I got after ''going sicko mode'' on the gargoyles. Upon first glance, it wasn't really much. But from what my ''other'' self looked like I could see its potential.

It allowed me to temporarily shift my physical form slightly. Make my nails and teeth sharper. Edit my muscular structure. And a lot of other stuff. Minor body kinesis basically. Though it can't repair or create additional tissue.

Overall pretty useful. I can use it to mold my body into a shape more suited for combat when I need to. I can also stop bleeding. Though it is fairly tiring and taxing to use.

And the skill that evolved from pain tolerance was pretty damn ridiculous. It was an active skill unlike its predecessor though and it had multiple parts to it. The first part of it basically allowed me to ignore most of my pain, which synergized really well with mad hollow combat. But it was the second part that was ridiculous.

It allows me to ignore the effects of injuries on my combat potential.

For example, even if you didn't feel pain punching with a broken hand it wouldn't do much when compared to punching with a normal hand. But with {Dreadnought} that doesn't happen. Even if I punch with my hand shattered, the punch would still have the same power behind it as a normal punch.

I can run with broken legs. Punch with shattered hands. It is basically the perfect skill for a berserker.

It is also a skill that makes it obnoxiously easy for me to kill myself.

Because even if I can punch with full strength that doesn't mean my hand isn't broken. And with numbed pain, I could basically kill myself without even realizing it. It wasn't like the skill protected my body. No.

I tested the skill by breaking my hand and activated the skill. Then punched a wall as hard as I could. I felt some invisible force pin the broken bones together and hold them in place. In addition to that, I didn't know how exactly but the wall was damaged by the punch like I was in peak condition.

Next, I took advantage of the pain ignorance part of the skill and brutalized my arm. Then tried punching the wall, but when I did so the skill tried to put my arm back together into a useful shape but it couldn't ignore the injury completely. Which resulted in only partial success, most likely due to a lack of skill proficiency. But even then it was still absurdly good.

Yeah after that needless to say common mobs do not pose much of a challenge for me at this point. I am simply too strong and too well-equipped for them. After having dismissed the residents I made my way down to the ''Kitchen''.

I, refuse, to, think, about, what, that, meat, is.

When the bulbous and muscular humanoid wearing a sack over its head wielding a large cleaver noticed me while doing its ''Business'' it immediately charged at me. It swung at my head but I simply ducked and punched its gut with my free left hand.

Just as it keeled over from the force behind my jab I gave a spinning high kick toward where I assumed its temple, discombobulating it and throwing it to the ground. Not allowing it a sing moment I stabbed my sword into its neck. Killing the butcher.

Having taken care of that butcher that was surprisingly easy to dispatch I also went down to the water-logged portion to do some pest control. After that, I remembered the chest behind the butcher so I went up and snatched that ember.

To be honest, I have zero ideas on how to actually utilize embers. I should probably pay a visit to Andre to learn.

Now that I had looted that chest I down to the flooded portion and climbed up the pile of rubble to enter the hole in the wall which lead to a corridor-like section. In which another butcher was waiting for me. It sprinted at me and slammed its cleaver down which I sidestepped. I gave a strong kick to its relatively weaker knee, breaking it, and as it fell down I summoned the black knight greatsword and split them in half.

*Cleave!*

Even though I consider myself a hoarder even I won't loot the body of the butchers. Even if the possibility is nonexistent I don't want my inventory getting infected. Continuing on I came across a doorway which I entered, it was full of barrels of... something.

But all this meant is that I had arrived at my goal. Laurentius of the great swamp. My key to pyromancy.

''You! Yes, you! Over here, please... help me!''

I moved toward the sound while pushing barrels aside, and I came across a man... stuck in a damn barrel of all things. I knew this from the game but that didn't make it any less comedic.

'' Oh, there you are You must help me Or else ... She'll have me for lunch! You're my only hope Oh, please''

I simply grabbed the sides of the barrel he called home and tore it apart. Freeing the man, who seemed ecstatic to be able to stretch his legs and arms after being stuck in a barrel for Gwyn knows how long.

'' Th-thank you. I would have been her supper without you. Being eaten alive! I shudder to think Thank you, thank you dearly. I am Laurentius, of the Great Swamp. I will not forget my debt to you.''

*Nod*

''Wel then, I will be off to the Firelink Shrine if you need me.''

Oh, trust me I will Laurentius.

I need those pyromancies after all.

After that, he began making his way up the depths, I obviously didn't follow him as that would be creepy. I just went around the depths clearing the place of enemies and loot for a while so that I could homeward and talk to him without it being awkward.

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