(Patreon) The Only Thing I Can Upgrade is Strength chapter 2

I thought about wanting to see my attributes, and got an image in my head.

 

Name: Llyr Merrick Class: None
Level: 0 Attribute Points to Distribute: 100
Base Levels Class/Magic Items Special Total
Strength 10 +0 +0% +0 +0 10
Dexterity 115 +0 +0% +0 +0 115
Constitution 88 +0 +0% +0 +0 88
Toughness 90 +0 +0% +0 +0 90
Intelligence 102 +0 +0% +0 +0 102
Wisdom 98 +0 +0% +0 +0 98
Willpower 140 +0 +0% +0 +0 140
Focus 108 +0 +0% +0 +0 108
Luck 70 +0 +0% +0 +0 70
Skills:
Passive: None
Active: None

 

Hmm, I thought. Isn’t this… pretty bad? My luck is not great at all, and my willpower just barely makes up for that. My strength, though… yeah, it’s terrible. No, the worst. I have 100 points, huh. Well, I knew what I wanted. I could distribute them to a few of the stats that are lacking, or make some of the higher ones even better… but I didn’t want that. What I wanted… well, it was obvious by what I said. “Put everything in strength!”

 

Instantly, I could feel the increase in my strength. I hadn’t realized how much I felt weighed down by my own clothes. It was hard to even stay sitting up to read that sign. Fortunately, I came here in that position.  Then, suddenly, I was strong. Idly, I looked at the values again.

 

Name: Llyr Merrick Class: Barbarian
Level: 0 Attribute Points to Distribute: 0
Base Levels Class/Magic Items Special Total
Strength 10 +100 +0% +0 +10% 121
Dexterity 115 +0 +0% +0 +0 115
Constitution 88 +0 +0% +0 +0 88
Toughness 90 +0 +0% +0 +0 90
Intelligence 102 +0 +0% +0 +0 102
Wisdom 98 +0 +0% +0 +0 98
Willpower 140 +0 +0% +0 +0 140
Focus 108 +0 +0% +0 +0 108
Luck 70 +0 +0% +0 +0 70
Skills:
Passive:
All In (Strength)

 

For some reason, there was an odd value in strength. More specifically, I now had a special +10%. It was easy to guess what it did, but I didn’t know where it came from. Plus, I now had a skill? What did it do? Conveniently, thinking about it brought me information.

 

All In (Strength): Having chosen to go all in, you have gained a bonus to your Strength attribute. 10% will be added after all other factors. No limit on increase in Strength through training.

 

Up to this point, it sounded pretty good. No, it sounded great. Then, I finished reading it.

 

Can no longer distribute points to any other attributes. Points will automatically be added to Strength upon Level Up.

 

I was shocked. This meant… all my other attributes would only be able to advance to whatever limit they had through training? That was fine for Willpower, sure. However, most everything else was mediocre. Toughness and Constitution… well, they surely went with Strength, and they were pretty bad. I didn’t even want to think about Luck. Could that even be trained? It was even worse that my Strength was still a bit lower than Willpower with all of my bonus points put into it. And a 10% bonus.

 

Then, I didn’t have any time to think about it, as I found myself in a forest. It appeared the tutorial, such as it was, had ended.

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I didn’t feel like I was transported to the forest. Instead, I was just there. I had been somewhere else, and then I simply stopped being somewhere else. The first thing I did was to stand up. It was shaky, not because my muscles couldn’t support me, but because I hadn’t done it in so long. What had it been, almost a decade? Maybe even a bit more. I stood up, and immediately expected to fall over, to lose my strength and collapse. Instead, I didn’t.

 

Maybe this was still a dream. Even if you think you’re dreaming, you might be able to convince yourself otherwise subconsciously. Dreams are weird like that. It certainly felt real, but dreams sometimes feel as real as you are capable of comprehending at the time. It was also a more logical answer than dying, going to a magical? world, and being able to stand. Was there magic here? I don’t think the sign said, but I can’t read it again because it’s gone. Or rather, I’m not there anymore.

 

I took a step. It was strange, to actually be walking. Then I took another step, and another, and soon I was running. Shortly after that, I wasn’t running anymore. Well, I could certainly run, but I got tired pretty quickly. I could have gone further, but I didn’t want to exhaust myself in a strange forest.

 

There was still that. I looked down at myself. I had clothes on… and luckily shoes. Those normally didn’t have any meaning, but there they were. Thank goodness. Maybe my luck stat wasn’t 70 after all. On the other hand, I died. But I came here, and became strong… ish. My arms… were still tiny like twigs. My muscle size hadn’t grown at all. Did I still have muscular dystrophy? Maybe my muscles would grow to match, given time, or… I shuddered at another thought. Perhaps my Strength might degrade, and I would return to how I was before, minus one hundred bonus points. I had made a bad choice.

 

Then, I heard the voice of my father. Well, it wasn’t like he was there behind me, but I remembered what he said. “Son, never make a hasty decision. Always think things through. Otherwise, the consequences can be unimaginable.” I grumbled at my dad for me remembering his advice too late. Then, I remembered what he said after that, “There are very few choices that can’t be undone, with some effort and consequences. However, if you make what seems to be a bad choice that you can’t change, don’t dwell on the other options. You can never know if they might have been worse. Instead, make the best of what you got.”

 

That wasn’t the most encouraging thing at the moment, but I tried to follow it. I could have distributed my points differently. Sure, maybe my Strength would decay… but without it, I couldn’t stand. If I couldn’t stand, I could only die on my back in the forest. Maybe I could have gotten away with less points in Strength, and saved some for something else… but it was too late now. Besides, it was way too soon to start thinking about having messed up. Instead, I should think about how to survive. First, I needed food.

 

Forests should have all kinds of food… but I couldn’t say I had ever been a boy scout. Wilderness adventures aren’t really advisable in a wheelchair that you can’t move yourself. Still, I knew the basic ideas- plants or animals. I mean, what else could people eat anyway? Fungi? Those were technically something else, but with a greater-than-average chance of being poisoned and dying. Still, I decided to start looking for food… and shelter and water. Not long after, I stumbled across a rabbit. I suppose you could call it a rabbit. That is, if you were okay with calling a unicorn a horse. Why that comparison? Well, this rabbit had a horn. It looked sharp. I decided not to bother it, but it decided to bother me. That was how I found myself in mortal danger immediately after having just died (probably).

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