~ First Person Pov... ~
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"Haahh!!!!"
*Huff...*
*Huff...*
My eyes, I felt them shot open...
Instinctively, I looked around my surroundings... A cold silver hue washed over my vision, with hints of blue, and black. Upon closer inspection, I could even see gadgets that should be foreign to me, seemed familiar.
Designs and devices that seemed so, futuristic. Honestly, it was off-putting, yet not at the same time... I knew what they were, but not. In fact, I knew of a whole lot of things.
All these memories in my mind. I'm so glad I asked to be reborn with them. It would've been a hassle to figure what these things were...
'Still... Did it really work...? It seemed like it did' I asked myself. The memories I'm experiencing felt far too real to be a sign of madness... Not like I've ever been mad before.
And honestly, at this pint, I was wondering If I was still dreaming. I looked down, seeing my hands...
'Huh... Small... So, small...'
Which means, it was truly all real!
I can't believe my interaction with that beingwas all real!
PING!!!
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"Huh...?"
A sound in my head? Could it be...
[Initializing... Initializing... Start-up... 1%... 5%... 15%... 45%... 67%... 89%... 100%... Guide start-up is now complete...
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Good day host! My name is Nexus. I am your A.I assistant guide assigned to you, for aiding you throughout your upcoming adventures. Whatever you need to know, I will try my absolute best to answer... If you wish to see your status, mentally or verbally say
'Yes!!! Status!' Before I knew it, a translucent blue screen had surfaced in my peripheral, and I could see everything about myself clearly.
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Name: Kairo
Age/ Lifespan: 8 / 112 years
Gender: Male
Height: 129 cm
Weight: 79 lbs./ 35.83 kg
Race: Low-Class Saiyan
Condition: Healthy
Power Level (PL): 29
Physical Potential: 5 (The average is 5)
Mental Potential: 7 (The average is 5)
Passive-Skills;
1. Saiyan Tail {MAX}: Grants the user increased power and potential. Allows the user to access the Oozaru state. Granting a 10-Fold Increase in overall Power-level…
2. Zenkai-I: Grants the user an increase of strength after fully recovering. Increase is dependent on the residual Ki, how much you fear your opponent and how powerful your opponent is.
3. Adaptability-I: Grants the host the minor ability to adapt when under duress through all forms of conditions…
4. Warrior's Mind {MAX}: The host's mind hardly feels the concept of fear. In fact, anything that seems powerful, or physically challenging will only serve to ignite the hosts battle spirit more...
Active Skills;
1. Devour {MAX}: When an entity is killed. Through touch, the host can absorb either corpses, taking all beneficial traits they possess, passive abilities and [50%] of the corpse's maximum power-level… (The host can only consume a target once every two weeks.)
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'Hmm... So these are my abilities...?'
I was always fascinated by Saiyans, and their ludicrous cheat like blessings, but I didn't see it being reflected in my own status, at least not really... Truthfully, this will still take me some time to get used to as well, even if I had asked for it.
I saw my age, gender, height, weight, race, my physical condition and even my own power level... The first one surprising me a little. I get to live over a hundred years... And, the things I had asked for.
'Though... Why am I so heavy for a 8 year old child...?' Maybe it's due to my Saiyan biology at play here. For now, I'll just leave it alone for the time being...
I went through my status a bit more, looking lower while seeing things like max beside one of my passives, and a roman numeral of I beside the other two passives I had... That might be their tiers, or something along the line.
Which, was fine by me...
However, where I had in the active abilities section was what had caught my attention the most.
That one ability I wanted the most while being reborn here. Devour...
The ability to consume a target and absorb it's traits. When I had given the specifics of what it should do, I would essentially take whatever any creature, or living being had and add it to my own body, practically making me better than before. Of course, with the added benefit of me looking the same, physically...
'Though, It's a bit of a pity that the cooldown on it is every two weeks.'
I slowly got up from my bed, standing up... My new stature would take me a bit to get used to as well.
'Alright, Nexus... I'm a little skeptical about something. Why do I have two stats relating to potential...? Actually scratch that. What do they even represent, and what's their standard?' I asked him. Those two stats weren't ones I had asked for when I customized the interface...
Nexus had responded promptly, his voice filling my mind;
[Physical Potential represents how quickly your body grows, adapts, and improves in response to training, injury, and combat situations... It essentially governs your rate of strength gain, and how well you adjust to physical stressors...]
I nodded slowly, listening to his explanation...
[Mental potential measures your cognitive growth in regards to how fast you learn, strategize, comprehend relatively complex information, and improve your mental resilience. It affects your reaction speed, tactical thinking, and ability to potentially handle stress. However, certain kinds of expertisemay differ from person to person. A being can be a genius at pure hand-to-hand combat, while another a genius at something like flying. Generally, higher levels means you'll still excel much faster than those at lower levels, even if you aren't a genius of any area like I have mentioned prior...]
I crossed my arms, thinking about it for a bit. I'm mildly surprised at the thought put behind the two stats...
'So... if my Physical Potential is a 5, and Mental Potential is 7, what does that mean compared to others amongst myself.' I think I needed to know this...
Nexus then projected a simple chart beside my status screen...
'The average for both potentials is 5 for your race... Each point above or below changes your growth rate multiplicatively by 10%. For example, with a Physical Potential of 5 for your race, your body grows 46% times faster than someone at 1. Your Mental Potential of 7 means your mind excels about 78% times faster than someone at 1, so be merry host. Such a thing is quite rare for your race'
I leaned a bit closer, quite interested in these values...
'That's interesting... Could someone have a Physical Potential of, say... over 100?' I asked.
[Yes.]
Nexus replied instantly, continuing;
[At that level, the individual would grow physically over ten thousand times faster than average, effectively over-exceling in both growth and adaptation almost instantaneously, especially given the right conditions. Such potential is extremely rare, and usually reserved for exceptional beings like legendary warriors, or mutants...]
I swallowed, and did hard. That scale felt ludicrously vast and impossible to bridge at the level I was at the moment, but at least now I somewhat understood the mechanics behind what made a Saiyan, or any fighter, truly formidable...
'Thank you, Nexus. That actually clears up a whole lot.'
I looked down at my small hands again, my determination blooming. Despite this. I felt excited...
Ptsoosh~
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My room's door?
"Kairos!!!"
'That voice, it's my mother.'
She rushed in, long dark spikey hair swaying behind her, eyes wide with concern. Her battle armor looked hastily thrown on, and the scouter on her temple blinking rapidly as it scanned me.
I couldn't help but be struck by how young she had looked... Maybe mid-twenties, at best. Tall, lean, scarred in a few places. In my opinion, she was extremely beautiful, just in the unconventional sense, but certainly striking all the same...
"Kairo! You scared the hell out of me! Your scouter readings spiked out of nowhere, and then flatlined for three seconds!" she said, kneeling beside the bed and grabbing my shoulders.
I blinked a few times... Kairos... Flatlined...?
Right... That was my name now. I'd have to adjust and fast... Still, what did she mean by I flatlined?
I need to think up a decent response: "I'm okay mom." I said quickly, slightly surprised by how light and young my voice sounded. Like someone else's voice had come out of my throat. This definitely was going to take some getting used to...
I watched as she looked at me, all skeptically, her scouter beeping again... Probably checking my vitals a second time...
"Hmm... You don't look okay... it felt like you've passed out cold, no warning. No surge of Ki. Nothing." Her voice softened, only slightly: "Did you feel anything strange...? Did someone mess with your chamber? If that's the case, I'll make those ass-"
I quickly interrupted: "-No, I just had a bad dream, that's all... Also, maybe the scouter is acting up...?" I asked her instead.
She quickly settled down a bit, saying: "...If that's all, you'll just have to tough it out... And you could be right, I haven't changed my scouter in the last year or so..."
"Regardless, I came to check on you. The academy is going to start soon, and you need to be there in 15 minutes. I can't have you be late on the first day."
'Oh... Yeah... There is an academy.'
I'm so going to have my hands full...
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