The Primal Hunter

The silence within the throne room was absolutely deafening. The king, queen, general, and ministers stared at the now broken roof, all unable to utter a single word. Finally, the silence was broken as one of the ministers fell to his knees and muttered: “No, it cannot be… it was meant to be a legend…. how?”

This was the very same minister who only days before, claimed that the rumors going around were simply just that: rumors. But who could blame him? Who could possibly believe that such preposterous stories could be true? Who would ever believe in this silly tale that in the many different kingdoms, even in the one empire, this very same figure had appeared? A masked man wearing all black clothes suddenly showing up out of nowhere without any warning, wielding a bow in the middle of the throne room. Sometimes even in the middle of festivals or other large gatherings with many powerful people. It all sounded so incredibly silly.

In fact, the minister’s theory had been that the other factions had made up this mystical figure to excuse some grand magic ritual they were working on. Many had observed the pillars of energy shooting up where each “attack” happened, but who would believe all of this was due to some person firing an arrow into the air with enough power to slay the most powerful person in the realm?

Well… perhaps they should have believed.

“Your… your majesty… should we follow or-“ the general began to utter.

“No!” the king quickly yelled to shut down the notion. “No… we cannot risk angering such an entity further. Even without provocation, it attacked us within your heartlands.”

“I wonder,” the queen muttered. “Why did he speak as if we assisted him?”

The king shook his head. “Who are we to try and understand such a being? Who is to say it even possesses logic similar to ours?”

“Are you sure it wasn’t a human?” the queen questioned further.

“Impossible,” the king said as he suppressed a shiver. “I met the eyes of that thing before it delivered its message of destruction. That was no man.”

No one else spoke for several more seconds before someone finally raised a hand. “Should we… you know… find someone to fix the ceiling?”

A good idea… sadly for the kingdom, all the craftsmen who specialized in building castles were already busy repairing the roofs of other royal buildings throughout the land, even if some held back on repairing, fearing the entity would return.

Alas, he never did… but the legend of the mythical Roofbreaker would live on for generations to come.

“Submitting two Creations at once, I see,” Nevermore – the Architect – said right as Jake entered her room.

“I figured I would shake things up a bit,” Jake smiled. “Why, isn’t it allowed?”

“No rules state if you can submit more than one Creation at a time. Even if you couldn’t, what would stop you from submitting them one after another, having to merely exit and enter a few times? That simply sounds like wasted time for both of us,” the Architect answered. “Also, it isn’t uncommon for people to submit all ten Creations at once. Likely to ensure they have ten they are satisfied with before locking themselves into any of the Creations, considered a submission cannot be taken back.”

“Wait, should I have done that?” Jake wondered out loud.

on my observations, your creation process is very sporadic, and I doubt your methods are

of planned Creations I made,” Jake muttered. “And, in my defense, it isn’t like I haven’t stuck to it for the most part. Besides, the best

that case, you truly are an expert strategist,” the Architect definitely called him out, but before Jake could further respond, she cut the

to submit the Creations

storage at all times when in the common areas where the gods who had a watch party could observe. He had a strong feeling that just revealing the cover of the book wouldn’t be a good idea,

the Grimoire wouldn’t leak and be revealed to the outside world. Jake was fully aware his Path would

the Grimoire, the Architect took it and actually had a

your submissions hidden. This little tome could cause quite the uproar if I leaked its

its value, right? People love forbidden things,” Jake said in a cheeky

Bound God answered as the Grimoire disappeared.

thought you already knew,” Jake

I need you to vocalize it to make the

I improved? Also, will anything happen to the

how you submit it… simply say what you

said. “I want to submit the skill-improvement of Arcane Stealth evolving into Unseen Arcane Hunter.

flashed golden for a second before she gave him a smile. “Submission complete.

“No, tha-“

he was thrown out of the room again, finding

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he felt a little bad, but that was trumped by the happiness he felt from his newly improved stealth skill. He was also confident it was a damn good submission, especially when you considered he improved it all the way from rare to legendary in less than a year. Jake really was a genius if he

came to the stealth skill itself, Jake was more than happy with its effects. Did the thought of trying to upgrade it to mythical rarity strike him? Sure, but Jake had a feeling he would be thrown out of Nevermore from running out of time before that would happen. Even an upgrade still staying within the legendary rarity would likely take long enough to piss off Jake’s party members due to Jake taking years in excess doing

a skill selection, the skill already suited him incredibly well, and he had a high level of innate understanding. Of course, there was still plenty of room to

menu, he admired the description of the skill one more

you unseen even to the eyes of some of the most alert predators as your form escapes the very realm they are capable of perceiving. A layer of stable arcane energy covers your body, suppressing all energy and aura emanating from your body, making you near-undetectable to anyone who cannot

scaling and the ability to make himself look like a rock. Instead, he could create a stealth field where no one could see or feel any of his energy within. Only while

that it was now a skill at all, meaning system assistance had set in. Before, Jake had to dedicate some mental energy to make sure the skill didn’t lose its effect, while now, everything was on auto-pilot. He didn’t have to think about anything but

upkeep, the cost was also nearly non-existent. The skill did require an upfront investment that was quite steep to create the arcane layer and ”shift” Jake’s entire being on the visual spectrum. It also took a good ten seconds to activate the skill fully, meaning it wasn’t exactly made

was to give Temlat a good jumpscare. His little student was improving nicely even while Jake was busy with his stealthy escapades and

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his own Sin

far more than merely being able to resist someone at a higher grade; but also helped Temlat handle energies that were usually too powerful for him and tempered his

not needing any help, Jake was left to figure out what to do next. He needed to make five more Creations, assuming Temlat would be one, and he wasn’t quite certain what those would be. He did know one of them had to heavily involve his Bloodline, though, and he definitely wanted to throw a little bit of the already limited Jake Juice he