𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕜 ₒᵣᵥ (Discontinued)

Chapter 8: Who's that Pokemon? It's... SUNFISH BASTARD!

"Byeol! Dokja-ssi! Behind you!" Sangha-ssi shouted in desperation as the army of undead swarmed us from all sides.

"Umph!" I grunted as grey, clammy hands clawed at my face and limbs, dragging me away from the others. I was pushed to the edge of the bridge that threatened to collapse. The wind howled through my ears as I looked behind me, a dizzying drop that would result in my immediate death.

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Byeol: Goddammit, Stardrifter, what do I do? Help me, please. Do something!

Stardrifter: The <Arrows> skill is for long-ranged attacks, not close combat. <Lullaby> won't work either, since they're all zombies... Neither will <Blooming>, the skill level's too low. Why not use my stigma?

Stardrifter: Ah- my bad. I forgot to give you my stigma. It works pretty well with your attribute, <Amateur Artist>. Give me a second... There. Good luck with your fight!

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[Stigma: <Realistic Sketcher> has been obtained!]

[Constellation: <Stardrifter>, has gifted <Notepad> x5 and <Pen> x5!]

The system announced in a robotic voice as I caught the items the Constellation has gifted me and gritted my teeth. Just open the Attribute Window already!

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<Atribitue Window>

Name: Lee Byeol

Age: 15 years

Constellation Support: Stardrifter

Stigma: [Realistic Sketcher]

Personal Attributes: [Guarder of Dreams (???)], [Amateur Artist (Rare)]

Personal Skills: [Blooming (Lv. 5)], [Arrows (Lv. 1)], [Lullaby (Lv. 5)], [Flight (Lv. 8)], [Injury sight (Lv. 1)]

Overall Stats: [Constitution Lv. 10], [Strength Lv. 6], [Agility Lv. 8], [Magic Power Lv. 8]

Overall Evaluation: A normal teenage girl who was lucky enough to survive the first scenario. Very good at drawing. Enjoys reading web novels and mangas.

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Stigma: [Realistic Sketcher]

Able to copy any non-living object/item through drawing. The obtained item will be a duplicate.

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Personal Attribute: [Amateur Artist (Rare)]

Drawing speed and accuracy increase by ten times.

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I see... I smiled at the advancing zombie army. That's quite a useful skill. The question is what should I draw... Ah.

I widened my eyes in realisation. That's right... I could...

My fingers gripped the pen tightly and my hand flew silently across the page, sketching the object I had in mind in seconds. Just in time too, as the slowly trudging army had finally caught up to me.

[The stigma: [Realistic Sketcher], is activated!]

In a burst of golden light, lighting and sparks, the object I had in mind appeared from the paper like it was a portal. I admired the weapon as the paper I used before disintegrated into ashes.

[Item: <Piece of Paper> has been destroyed.]

[Item: <Primodiral Winged Jade Spear (Duplicate)> obtained.]