Atlas gave himself a moment to simply enjoy his day. The delicious dishes and the company of a few important people from Gacha Haven filled the wide dining hall, a room large enough to hold thousands of tables.
The room's ceiling rose high above them, even though the entire space was actually deep underground.
At that time, only they remained inside, since the others were out landing and hunting on the floating island beneath this one.
After spending nearly three weeks inside a storm-filled island, he truly missed meals as good as this, prepared by the best chefs Gacha Haven had.
While savoring the food, he also checked his latest status. He had leveled up drastically, and he still had several stat points left unassigned. Because of that, he took a moment to think it over and review them as he ate.
[Name: Atlas Blackthorn]
[Level: 167]
[Strength: 450 | Agility: 370 | Intelligence: 420 | Constitution: 320 | Stamina: 400]
[Available Stat Points: 2]
[Job: The Lord]
