“Huff, huff,” Akira kept running forward breathing hard. He kept looking behind his shoulder every few minutes to check and see if he was still being followed, causing him to almost trip over his feet. Why was he running? Because he had gone slightly insane and lost his mind last night. He had felt invincible, the power he had while …

Akira left the village at dawn the next morning, getting up along with the farmers who went out into the fields to begin their daily work. Even though they had more work to do now that the fields were free of the Blood bunnies, They moved about with more energy and high spirits as they worked. The people cheered and …

While Akira was walking back to the monastery he quickly put his bonus points into Strength, Stamina, and Vitality. Akira opened his stat window to check his current condition. “Wow! The numbers of all the stats have moved up a lot rather quickly. I did feel like I was getting stronger, but now that I can see it in numbers …

Akira was eating his breakfast in his room while sitting at the desk next to his bed when he heard a knock on the door. “You can come in,” said Akira, after quickly swallowing a mouthful of food. The person who entered the room was Freid. “Sorry to bother you so early, but I have other things to do this …

After Akira finished his morning exercises, he washed the sweat off his body with a hand towel he retrieved from the basin of water. After cleaning himself, he put on his clothes and then equipped his chest armor, sword, and his shield. “Alright! I’m ready for whatever today’s quest is!” said Akira, fist pumping the air before leaving his room. …

It had taken Akira a little over a week to fully recover from wounds that, without using any potions, would have bedridden others for months. His fast recovery astounded Asher who had checked up on him every day. Akira sat in his bed as Asher was inspecting his wounds one last time. “Well, your wounds seem to be fully healed. …

When Akira opened his eyes the first thing he saw was an unfamiliar wooden ceiling. The bed he was laying in was quite comfortable. ‘I’m still alive, but how?’ Akira asked himself. He slowly moved his head and looked around the room. It was empty save for the fireplace, a small wooden desk with a chair, and a mirror hanging …

Year 685. The rain was pouring down, drenching everything outside. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed in the distance. A middle-age knight stood under a tree, holding his soaked cloak over his head as he tried to keep himself dryer than the ground around him. The cold wind had other ideas and blew the rain at him from all over. He …