The Primal Hunter

Shadows danced on the cave wall as the flame flickered back and forth heating a bowl with green liquid within it, taking on a stable form. With a smile, Jake took a deep breath of the aroma as a notification appeared.

*You have successfully crafted [Stamina Potion (Inferior)] – A new kind of creation has been made. Bonus experience earned*

*’DING!’ Profession: [Prodigious Alchemist of the Malefic Viper] has reached level 45 - Stat points allocated, +5 free points*

*’DING!’ Race: [Human (E)] has reached level 34 - Stat points allocated, +5 free points*

Jake had finally managed to craft a stamina potion. It was a bit weird that he felt so much happiness from making something of inferior-rarity considering him pumping out common-rarity poisons like it was nothing. But it was still very satisfying nevertheless.

Looking at his creation, he was quite pleased.

[Stamina Potion (Inferior)] – Restores 485 stamina when consumed.

He couldn’t help but think back on the first mana potion he had crafted. It would only restore 87 mana, which was so bad. He still had the potion saved away within his spatial storage, as a memento. He somehow had managed not to consume it during his initial grind, and for sentimental reasons, he kept it around. It reminded him of how far he had come.

Putting the potion into his storage, he took out a bed instead. It was a bit paradoxical how physical exertion seemed not to affect Jake's exhaustion level, but reading about alchemy and doing alchemy seemed to tire him out so quickly.

He felt like getting some well-deserved rest and recuperate his resource and mental energy in the meanwhile.

Sitting on the lonely bed in the middle of the small cavern, he distributed his free points. He had decided to start investing in perception once more as he was beginning to feel comfortable with his level of strength and agility. Besides, he was closing in on his class evolution, which was sure to help his more combat-related stats immensely.

Opening his status screen, he nodded to himself at the progress. It wasn’t overly much, but he was slowly and surely improving. His main goal, of course, was to evolve his class as fast as possible.

Status

Name: Jake Thayne

Race: [Human (E) – lvl 34]

Class: [Archer – lvl 23]

Profession: [Prodigious Alchemist of the Malefic Viper – lvl 45]

Health Points (HP): 3182/3220

Mana Points (MP): 2587/3900

Stamina: 516/1150

Stats

Strength: 124

Agility: 145

Endurance: 115

Vitality: 322

Toughness: 166

Wisdom: 390

Intelligence: 126

Perception: 277

Willpower: 195

Free points: 0

World],[Holder of a Primordial’s True Blessing],

One-Handed Weapon (Inferior], [Basic Stealth (Inferior)], [Advanced Archery (Common)], [Archers Eye (Common)], [Powershot (Uncommon)], [Basic Twin Fang Style (Uncommon)], [Basic Shadow Vault of

Poison (Rare)], [Palate of the Malefic Viper (Rare)], [Touch of the Malefic Viper (Rare)],[Sense of the Malefic Viper (Rare)], [Blood

[True Blessing of the Malefic

(Unique)],

of the Primal Hunter (Bloodline

good to see that his physical stats were no longer

all. His control of mana had seen vast

not break upon use, and the occasional levitation work. Of course, this was outside of alchemy. But he knew that mana

was a great example of this. The aura Jake felt from the man reminded him more of stamina than mana. Yet the effect it had achieved was

driving force behind it. But if it were anything like his Alchemical

fight in top-condition, Jake guessed it was draining a hell of a lot of energy. If it were instead Jake, he

Especially if he could get one that used mana,

all of that was for later. For now,

possibly even allowing one never to require sleep at all, Jake still liked sleeping. Besides, he trusted his instincts

pretty much all he had, really. The dream felt oddly lucid and only made Jake… sad. He couldn’t help but feel how wasted it all was, how

money to buy anything he ever really wanted. The only real ambition he ever had was to be a professional athlete

had meaning. Every level was a new goal, every skill or evolution a huge milestone. He never really had an existential crisis before the system; he just worked and spent

a rough idea of how their life would go. Be born, get educated, work, retire,

away with that entirely. Taking the concept of finite life and throwing it straight in the garbage. Jake could feel it even now, and the Malefic Viper's existence had proven that immortality was a possibility. One could imagine the chances of it happening were

permanent upgrade to who you are. An advantage that could potentially stay with you forever. Even if the realm of immortality were never reached, one’s lifespan would

wanted except seeking more challenges and more levels,

had had little time to think in general. Always focusing on something. But now,

locate his family members the second he got out of here. But he also realized that needless worrying would do him little during his own tutorial. No… instead, he should focus on what he could do now. Get stronger and try to help his colleagues. Help his only friends...especially

away as he slipped out of his lucid state and simply became a spectator to the imaginations of his own mind. He dreamt of events he had gone to,

even the dream faded away, or perhaps he

been as panicked as she was at this moment. Wandering back and forth in

expected. Despite her endless imaginations of their encounter, the way the actual meeting went had never occurred even in her wildest dreams. The great Malefic Viper had not been as she believed he would but instead seemed too… relaxed. If not for his aura, at the risk of sounding blasphemous, she wouldn’t have thought for him to even be a god.

All of the different hall branches would send their important members to the headquarter, and a great meeting would be held. It was both a meeting and a celebration of

instead of being in a celebratory mood, the Hall Master was instead wrought with worry. Disregarding her fears of disappointing the Malefic Viper and the Lord Protector, now she was also deathly afraid of the branch-leaders’ reaction when the Malefic Viper would make

the Viper was sure to mark the start of massive changes. The return to glory, if you may. The Order had once in its history been

one colossal headache, however. One relating to a particular mortal the Viper had spoken of only a few

The Lord Protector asked, with a perplexed look on his

- a mate. You would like him for sure Snappy,” the Malefic Viper said with a

been dumbfounded. What did the Patron mean by a friend? Friendship indicated a certain degree of equality between

Who is this mortal to be deemed worthy for you to refer to him as a friend?” The Lord Protector asked, clearly skeptical of the quite ludicrous sentiment. The Hall Master could only