THE DEMONIC BEAST TURNS INTO A CUTE GIRL GOSPEL ONE: DEMONIC DESCENT

CHAPTER 33

THE DEMONIC BEAST TURNS INTO A CUTE GIRL

CHAPTER 33

AN: HERE IS THE EXPLANATION OF IZUKU AND HOW ONE FOR ALL WILL WORK IN THIS STORY. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE SPORTS FESTIVAL ARC WHEN IT IS RELEASED. ALSO PLEASE DO NOT COMPLAIN ABOUT THE NUMBERS AS I THOROUHGLY READ THE BOOKS AND HAD TO DO SOME GUESS WORK BASED OFF OF WHAT I KNEW FROM THEM TO COME TO SOME OF THE CONCLUSIONS I DID.

IZUKU MINSCAPE

(THIRD PERSON POV)

Finding himself in an unfamiliar room that seemed to be made of light he was surrounded by different floating weapons made of the same light. This was the same place as the starting room from the game Maple played where one builds their character. Though he did not know that... yet. There was long swords, katanas, knives, two blades crossed together, and even two sets of sword with shields with one set having a much larger shield though the sword was shorter than the other sword. Beyond the sharp weapons for cutting and slashing there was more blunt weapons like maces, hammers, and of course large axes. Then there was more stealthy/fantasy weapons along with a pickaxe for some reason. The stealth weapon was a bow and arrow and the fantasy weapon was a wizard staff. Some sort of female but clearly computer synthesized voice told him to choose his starting weapon.

Thinking this was just some sort of weird dream he was having from hitting his head or swallowing raw chicken meat he went along with it till he woke up. "I always thought magic was cool so maybe the staff." He said checking it seeing it boosted intelligence. Looking at the others he saw they boosted some sort of specific stat by a large amount then a secondary stat by a smaller amount. "So the stats are health, magic, strength, vitality, agility, dexterity, and intelligence." He said looking over all the weapons as clue as to which did what. It seemed strength was physical attack while vitality seemed to be defense. Taking agility at face value he took this to mean that dexterity was basically a luck stat. So intelligence must be something like non physical attacks since the staff had that and magic boosts. Thinking back to what Maple said when they first started a rpg game together she said it was best to put everything into one stat. It was odd her way of doing it... but somehow, she beat them all despite logic telling him back then she should not have been able to beat them. "All right, since I prefer to fight from far away it is either the staff or the bow." He said looking over the two again.

The bow and quiver would give him twenty dexterity and eight intelligence. While the staff and robe would give him eighteen intelligence and sixteen magic. If dexterity was luck then he would rather not risk finding out how bad his luck was in both his dream and reality if he still failed at maxing it out. This meant that he would go all in on intelligence, who knows maybe he will became a great sage like in that rpg they played before he wakes up. Choosing the staff and robe he then was told to assign skill points in which he placed all of them into intelligence after typing in his name. "Man this dream is super realistic, its like it is actually happening." He said looking around before he heard a ding. It had seemed that he had already gotten a skill, so he checked it out by opening the text box for it.

Skill: Tactical Mind

Doubles the users INT. Raising STR, AGI, or VIT requires 3x the points.

Condition

Must have analyzed a hundred different plans.

This made him remember all those future heroes notebooks and the literal hundreds of plans to fight different quirks he wrote down in them. Before he could lament however at how he taunted himself in his own dreams for wasting that much time another four new skills had come up in his view so he checked them.