I woke up face-first on the dirt, and stood up while complaining "What the heck was that about? Dropping me in a random ass field when I go through the portal for no reason. This is freaking annoying, how am I supposed to have my wish granted if all that moron did is throw me into a random field, and why is it so damn windy, my clothes are blowing all over the place. Wait, my clothes? My clothes! Wheres my armour! MY 25 MILLION GOLD ROBE OF UNDYING LIGHT! ALSO WHAT ABOUT MY BOOTS OF THE SPIRIT KING! THAT SHIT TOOK ME WEEKS TO GRIND FOR! Oi, you damn conman of an Immortal, Gimmie my shit back! I demand compensation!" I continued to rant and scream for a couple of minutes in the empty field as the grass swayed in the wind.
After I finished venting my anger I noticed that a couple of undead were wandering near me, probably attracted due to my excessive yelling. I sigh and brush the dirt off of my blue shirt and gray pants, and move my hand towards the undead and cast Greater Holy Banishment but I was interrupted by a little blue box popping up in front of my face which read [Unknown Spell]. "Hah? what happened? Did my spells glitch out or something? Whatever, lemmie get a mana potion from my inventory so I can cast some fireballs at the very least". I opened my inventory to find it empty, save for a few items. There was a newbie starter gift box but nothing else. "Wheres all of my gear..why isn't it here...Oi oi oi What did you do to my inventory, you shitty Immortal! First, you steal my equipment and now my inventory?! What kind of lame prank is this!" It was then that I noticed that the undead was very close by, almost within striking range, so I stepped back and said "Fireball!".
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Nothing but a teeny tiny pea-sized ball of fire came flying out, going in a wobbly line towards the undead before popping when it hit the undead in its face, startling it. I repeatedly shouted the same spell again, thinking something was wrong with the spell "Fireball! Fireball! Fire-" [Insufficient Mana]. 2 more tiny pea-sized fireballs flew haphazardly towards the undead before harmlessly popping against its chest before I was prompted with the insufficient mana menu. "What the hell is wrong with my spells.. and why is my mana so damn little, even at near 0 mana I should be able to cast a few hundred fireballs." I open my status menu and nearly died of shock as my eyes figuratively shot out of their sockets.
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Name: Zane Northwood Age: 17
Class: Grand Archmage, Grand Necromancer
Level: 1 Exp: 0% to next level
Health: 100/100
Mana: 0/3
Strength: 50
Agility: 20
Stamina: 30
Wisdom: 121
Skills: Basic Elemental Magic, Mana Drain
Titles: Reincarnator (NEW!) [Status is Reset upon reincarnating, allowing you to reincarnate successfully]
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I stare in shock as my brain stopped functioning due to the big fat 1 sitting next to my levels section. "My...my levels...my gear...everything, gone! 9 years of hard work are all poofed away because of a stupid portal I walked through..." I collapsed to my knees before staring at the sky while screaming "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!". The undead that was nearby simply tilted its head sideways and gave me a look of confusion as if it didn't know what was going on.
After I screamed until my throat hurt, and the tears stopped falling, I got up and blew my nose on the undeads sleeve before going "Thanks for the napkin dude." and patted the human-shaped figure before receiving a sharp pain in my hand. "Ow what the hell dude! Why you bite- oh right your an undead." I say as I realized I blew my nose on the undead's sleeve, and he didn't look too happy about it either. It seems its brain started to function again my screaming ended. I quickly backed up after punching it in the face to free my hand. "What should I do, I don't have any mana and I have no weapon. Oh right, the starter gift box!"I opened my inventory and quickly tried to use the item. what appeared in my inventory was some old leather armour with several holes in it, a few days worth of food, some daily necessities as well as a rusty iron sword that looked like it was left in the rain for a few months. "A swords better than nothing I guess, eat this ya shitty zombie!" Clank
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I reincarnated into a Game called Liberty of Immortals
FantastikZane Northwood lived with his Aunt and uncle after his parents died in a car accident when he was 6. His aunt and uncle didnt care about him and only cared about the fortune his parents left behind. They treated him terribly, but one day he discover...