Chapter 8 Stat Screen

Chapter 8 Stat Screen

Sylas appeared in a world of white.

He didn't panic, as he knew exactly what this space was. Although the Training Ascension had no "training wheels," it didn't throw you out like bait to the sharks either. He knew his choice was stupid, but he also wasn't kicked-in-the-head. If this chance didn't exist, regardless of how excited he was by the prospect, he wouldn't have come.

A screen flashed before him.

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[Name: Sylas Grimblade]

[Species: Human (F)]

[Affiliation: Grimblade Lineage]

[Class: —(Empty)]

[Level: 0]

[Titles: —]

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[Physical: 7]

>[Strength: 5]

>[Constitution: 5]

>[Dexterity: 10]

>[Speed: 8]

[Mental: 6]

>[Intelligence: 5]

>[Wisdom: 10]

>[Charisma: 2]

[Will: 10]

[Luck: 1]

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[Skills: —]

Finally, there was Luck. It was the only stat that started off at 1 no matter who you were, what race you came from, or what Genes you had.

However, it was also the stat both most difficult and most important to improve.

Sylas continued to scan the list.

The Physical stats were straightforward, with strength meaning Strength, Constitution referring to one's durability, Dexterity one's flexibility and Speed one's, well, speed.

The final of the Mental stats, Wisdom, was the one that focused on his IQ, his flexibility of mind, his ability to learn new things and adapt, as well as his EQ.

There were only really two other things of interest on the screen, the first being his Affiliation and the second being his Gene Talent.

The fact his affiliation already said Grimblade Lineage was something his grandfather had warned him about.

Normally, by default, he should be unaffiliated. Because he had an affiliation meant the head of an affiliation could check in on him and his status.

The good news was that this couldn't be done before the establishment of a City, and he would have time to shed this affiliation... though not without price.

Abandoning your affiliation would activate a hidden line in the stat screen that would make things very difficult for him. His grandfather hadn't had more information than this, but he had been warned about it.

Next, there was his Gene Talent. As expected, it was both mutated and weakened. The dashed line was there because it wasn't even good enough to be F-grade. As for what was beyond F-grade, Sylas had no information about this.

That aside, his grandfather had warned him about this as well.

Magnus had a child with someone his father didn't approve of. And then, Sylas' father had a child with his mother, who was presumably also someone the Grimblades wouldn't approve of.

It could be considered a small miracle that Sylas even had some portion of this Gene Talent.

Sylas slotted these things to the back of his mind and then looked toward the three floating objects before him, the real reason he was in this world of white. He already knew what they were.

One was the option to pick a weapon of his choice, the second was an option related to his Genes, and the final was the option of a Common City Stele.

Without hesitation, Sylas chose the second of the three options and he felt something burrow into his body.

This option wasn't for a new Gene Talent or even a Gene upgrade. Rather, it would change his Gene State.

According to his grandfather, this would be the easiest method of changing his Gene State. There would never be something so good obtained so casually again.

Gene State represented one's ability to accept new Genes into the body. The weaker the State, the more difficult it was to absorb Genes and mutate existing ones.

Rigid, Inflexible, Brittle, Soft, Flexible, Malleable, Chaotic, and finally Free. These were the available Gene States.

At Rigid, it was impossible for you to change anything about your Genes no matter how many chances you had.

At Free, your body was practically like clay in your hands, ready to change and be molded to your wishes.

This Gene State enhancer would allow him to have a Soft Gene State for a one-week period before wearing off. In that State, any Gene he absorbed would have a 50% chance of being successful.

Now it was a question of if he would manage to get his hands on any.