Liam’s pov:
The surge of power within me is overwhelming. It’s like a torrent of light coursing through my veins, awakening every dormant fiber of my being. The system interface appears before my eyes, a radiant testament to my transformation into the God of Light.
“I can feel it,” I whisper to myself, my voice a mixture of awe and determination. “This is the power—the awakening. It’s coursing through me, empowering every fiber of my being.”
My eyes scan the interface, absorbing the details of my heightened attributes and the S-rank skills now at my disposal. Then, the system interface appears.
[System Interface]Name: Liam Joseph
[Class: God of Light (God rank)[ [Level: 1] [Power Level: F rank]Attributes:
[Strength: 40][Magic Power: 40][Mana: 500][Defense: 40][Agility: 40] [Unassigned Stats: 20]Skills:Radiant Surge (S) – Unleashes a blinding surge of light to vanquish darkness.
Divine Aura (S) – Emits a healing aura that restores health to allies and cleanses them of debuffs.
As the boss monster prepared to deliver the final blow to Arthur, a surge of determination pulsed through me.
“Is this the power?” I thought, feeling the energy within me coalesce into something tangible. Without hesitation, I unleashed my first S rank skill, Radiant Surge, directly at the boss.
The beam of blinding light shot forth from my outstretched hands, a celestial beam aimed at the heart of the boss.
The burst of energy collided with the boss, disrupting its impending attack on Arthur. The dungeon trembled as the radiant force of light clashed with the monster.
In the aftermath of the blinding confrontation, the once formidable boss monster now lay defeated, vanquished by the overwhelming power of Radiant Surge.
Arthur, his life spared by my intervention, stared in awe at the now-dispersing remnants of the boss. His expression transformed from the shock of impending doom to disbelief and gratitude.
The dungeon echoed with the aftermath of the clash, a silence broken only by the fading echoes of our struggle against the darkness.
It was a moment frozen in time, the boss monster eradicated by the celestial light.
The weight of the battle lifted, replaced by a newfound sense of accomplishment and the lingering glow of Radiant Surge.
“As I stood against the vanquished boss, the glow of my awakening subsided, leaving me empowered in its wake.
[System Voice] Congratulations, Liam Joseph! You have defeated an E-rank Necromancer and reached Level 2. [Congratulations! You have reached Level 2] [System Interface] [Name: Liam Joseph] [Class: God of Light (God Rank)] [Level: 2]Attributes:
[Strength: 80 (40 + 40)][Magic Power: 80 (40 + 40)][Mana: 580 (500 + 40)][Defense: 80 (40 + 40)][Agility: 80 (40 + 40)][Unassigned Stats: 40]Skills:
Radiant Surge (S) – Unleashes a blinding surge of light to vanquish darkness.
Divine Aura (S) – Emits a healing aura that restores health to allies and cleanses them of debuffs.
Shocked by my stats and skills, I approached Arthur, who was still recovering from the shock of the vanquished boss.
I couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment. My class, my skills—they were not just tools but manifestations of a divine force.
Arthur’s stunned expression mirrored my own astonishment. “Liam, what… what happened back there? That light, it was incredible,” he stammered, struggling to find words.
With a confident smile, I replied, “I’ve awakened into a powerful class, Arthur.”
As we conversed, I turned my attention to my fallen comrades, Morgan and Isabella, both unconscious from the fierce battle.
Determination fueled my steps as I extended my hands over Arthur, channeling the divine energy of my skill, Divine Aura.
A warm, healing glow enveloped Arthur, and I could sense the restoration of his vitality. His eyes widened in disbelief as the radiant energy worked its magic.
“Liam, this… it feels incredible. Are you some kind of divine healer now?” he exclaimed, gratitude coloring his voice.
I nodded, “Divine Aura—it not only heals but cleanses. It’s a high-level skill.”
Arthur, seeing this, didn’t pry further on it.
Turning to Morgan and Isabella, I extended the divine aura to them, mending their injuries and dispelling the lingering effects of the battle.
The unconscious duo stirred, gradually regaining consciousness.
Morgan, blinking away the haze of unconsciousness, surveyed his surroundings. “What… happened?” he groaned, slowly getting up.
Isabella, her mysterious eyes fluttering open, looked at me with a mix of curiosity and gratitude. “Liam, did you… heal us?” she asked, her voice soft.
I nodded, “The monster was finally defeated with the pursuit of Arthur and me. I have gained some powerful skills, allowing me to aid him in killing it.”
Isabella nodded.
As the team gathered, a newfound sense of camaraderie enveloped us. The divine light lingered, a testament to our triumph over darkness and the bonds forged in the crucible of battle.”
With the echoes of battle still lingering, our gaze turned to the remnants of the defeated boss monster. Among the dissipating shadows, the loot left behind caught our attention—a manifestation of our hard-fought victory.
Approaching the loot, I could sense the lingering energy within the items. Among them, a worn book with fiery motifs drew my attention. As I picked it up, the system interface updated to reveal its details.
[Skill Description]Skill Name: Fire Whip Rank: E
Description: Fire Whip is an introductory-level fire manipulation skill. When activated, it conjures a whip made of controlled flames that can be wielded by the caster.
Next to the skill book lay a short sword, modest in appearance but radiating a latent power. As I examined it, the system interface provided its information.
[Item Obtained: Short Sword ] [Rank: E]Basic Stats:
[Attack: 15] [Durability: 50/50] [Material: Enchanted Steel] [Description: The sword, while not extravagant, held promise. ]“Arthur, Morgan, Isabella,” I addressed them, showcasing the Fire Whip skill scroll. “I found this. It’s an E-rank Fire Skill, and I think it would suit any of you.”
There was a moment of hesitation among them. Arthur spoke up, “Liam, we didn’t contribute much in the battle. Are you sure we should take these valuable items?”
I smiled, “We fought as a team, and these items are for the benefit of all. Each of you played a crucial role. Take what suits you.”
After a brief pause, they nodded in agreement, recognizing the unity that led to our victory.
It was decided—Morgan, our stalwart warrior, would receive the short sword. while Isabella claimed the fire skill.
The atmosphere in the dungeon was charged with a mix of excitement and anticipation as Morgan gripped the newly acquired short sword, a weapon that seemed to resonate with their warrior spirit.
