The Primal Hunter

Jacob felt a bit of excitement for the first time in quite a while reading his notifications. He had barely opened any of the system menus for weeks, and when he did, he only did so to either check the tutorial panel or his stamina. But now things had changed, as he had perhaps finally found a path for himself in this new world.

With the blessing, a title apparently also came. The only other title Jacob had besides the one they all started with. He had honestly kind of forgotten the existence of titles before that moment.

[Holder of a Primordial's Greater Blessing] – Obtain the Greater blessing of a Primordial. In the vast multiverse, many gods exist, many pantheons rule, but the Primordial are few. To be blessed by a Primordial personally is a rarity, so bear it with pride. Grants the skill: [Lighthouse of the Holy Mother (Epic)]. +5 all stats, +5% to wisdom, willpower, and vitality.

Another massive gain and another stat-increasing effect. They were even the same stats Jacob got a lot of from his class. As for the skill it granted, he wasn't too sure.

[Lighthouse of the Holy Mother (Epic)] – A beacon amidst a sea of confusion. A light for all to follow in order to find safe shore once more. Allows you to take in emotions from those around you more easily, understanding their most profound inner desires. Passively makes you appear more trustworthy to those who have faith in you. The effect of Lighthouse of the Holy Mother is based on wisdom and willpower, respectively.

It sounded downright creepy - the perfect superweapon of any stalker. But from the perspective of a leader, it was invaluable. Morale and happy employees were the cornerstone of a highly efficient company, especially one focused on knowledge rather than physical labor.

Being able to convince others easier was also very helpful. It just rubbed Jacob the wrong way to imagine him quite literally mind-manipulating others into it. At least the skill appeared only to reinforce the trust others already had in him...

After the meeting, he had naturally also gotten the level… as well as a whole bunch of lost skills.

*' DING!' Class: [Augur of Hope] has reached level 25 - Stat points allocated, +8 free points*

*Skill lost*: [Strike (Common)]

*Skill lost*: Basic One-Handed Weapon (Inferior)

*Skill Lost*: Basic Two-Handed weapon (Inferior)

*Skill Lost*: Basic Sword & Shield (Inferior)

*Skill Lost*: Basic Throwing Weapons (Inferior)

*Skill Lost*: Balanced Approach (Common)

*Skill Lost*: Basic Blocking (Inferior)

He had lost all of his skills but two. One called Amplify Voice, which did exactly what it sounds like. The other one was Motivating Presence, his only uncommon-skill before the events that had just transpired. It was a skill that reduced stamina expenditure for all allies around him.

But of course, he had also gained several skills. four to be exact - the first one a mana-affinity skill, something he had heard about before.

element of light is an affinity of two faces. The light can shine upon allies, bringing them comfort and strength, but also burn your enemies, along

mind, he could vaguely feel small wisps of knowledge on how to use the light element. However, as he had no idea how to

next skill was also a bit weird but had

lost is the one who forges the path of all those he guides. Allows the user to more easily influence the Records and thus

influencing Records thing was about. No, what he cared about what the second to last part. Grant experience. He could help others gain levels without having to go through the horrors of fighting. The

Gained* [Divination of the Augur (Epic)] – Fate is everchanging, but some can begin to understand the flow. Allows the Augur of Hope to peer into the rivers of fate and destiny to interpret

He had a feeling it was far more complicated than that. And the knowledge that came with the skill didn't help him much either. It just allowed him to know how to start

just downright

will remains. In the sky of a million stars, when one's time runs out, One More Light remains. The Augur of Hope cares when the light goes out, even when a moment is all that we are. So his light shall remain alit to further guide the lost and the fallen. The lights

Jacob had never even heard of before. He remembered Richard boasting about getting an

basic knowledge of how to use it too. It was like that with all his other skills. But with this… he came up blank. It seemed to do nothing, and

that question. Even if he couldn't figure out, he had a

a path forward. One could live with the system without fighting. He could become someone leading people just like he had before. He

found a new

in the side as it tried to wrestle him off. But the man didn't let up but kept holding on as his hands grasping unto the beast gave off

sticking out of it everywhere, and a huge hole that had left one of its claws hanging limp. The blood was oozing out of every wound, and the sword was

beast stopped moving, as its attacker received

have slain [Alpha Venomfang Badger – lvl 77] – Bonus experience

[Ambitious Hunter] has reached level 44 - Stat points

reached level 46 - Stat

hanging on his lips. Not caring at

entered. All

The common-rarity hemotoxic poison was still underway, but he was getting close. Really close. He had even managed to get another level under his

second to last was the only one that hadn't awarded one. He didn't know if it was natural to get that many levels or if it was his Mark of the Ambitious Hunter showing its

exited his sphere, but now he

a beast, dealing damage to it, what felt like a wave or maybe a small wisp of energy drifting out and consumed just a bit of health from the target. It was subtle but noticeable over a long

more

dealt damage directly to

he had killed the easiest was the second to last, coincidentally also the only one that didn't award him a level. His Infused Powershot

side and penetrate through the ear canal and into the beast's brain. The damage released from the Mark was insane, looking like a wave of energy

out to be very much true. None of the badgers had shown the slightest reaction

He had a feeling he maybe could, even without making the new poison. But he had already

he needed another period of restoration. He had rushed the fight with the final badger quite a bit, not bothering to fully reconjure all his arrows, which was

poorest homeless person around. The other survivors had banded together, meaning they had tailors in their midst. Jake, on the other hand, had to make do with his