Howdy, my dudes!

This chapter is the place the plot begins to thicken for this a part of the world and the plotline of Resko begins to indicate itself.

If you have not checked but, I’ve already added all earlier pictures into the chapters, you’ll find the whole lot on my Discord server.

Aside from the picture for the monsters he faces within the Dungeon, I additionally wished to make a picture of the Dungeon itself however up to now, I have not finished them.

It is simply too onerous to make skeleton enemies with out having the AI go loopy with pointless particulars, so I can not actually have the texture of it…

Anyway, benefit from the chapter.

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[Your quest has been updated]

[Resko’s past

Requirements:

Find out what happened to the old Village of Resko 0/?

? 0/1

* The Village of Resko is built on top of the ruins of a Labyrinth.

* The Labyrinth is actually the Catacombs of a group known as the Southern Wall Corps.

* Something macabre is happening at the heart of the Labyrinth…

Find out why 0/1

Find out what is happening 0/1

Stop ‘it’ from manifesting 0/?

? 0/1

#You heard that this village once held an incredibly precious Icon for the Church of Ju-Arkesios, having once a Cardinal, 2 Bishops, and 12 Priests.

#During its downfall, the Church did not send help and instead just retreated.

#Someone asked you for help at the center of the labyrinth.

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[Your quest has been updated]

[Rotten Tomb

Description:

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Requirements:

Find the source of the Miasma and purge it before it’s too late 1/1

Find a way to purge the source 1/1

Grab the sword and purge the source 0/1

Time until the Miasma descends to the Village: 0 hours, 7 minutes, 12 seconds…

]

“Haaa…”

Dale could not deal with the various techniques prompts resulting from what laid in entrance of him.

He barely even felt the ache in his fingers, he might solely stroll ahead as his hand ached and his arm throbbed.

It wasn’t onerous at first, the ache could also be immense, however for some cause, he felt his legs transfer with out his consent.

Dale did not know now, however this was all because of his Expertise, giving him the willpower to maneuver ahead as a substitute of staying nonetheless to be engulfed by what was hidden at nighttime.

Nonetheless, the extra he walked and the nearer he received to the fleshy ball, the stronger the presence on his again turned…

As if one thing was respiratory on his neck.

/Gulp…/

He wished to look again, however his instincts informed him that was a foul resolution.

“Ur… Shit… Alright.”

Dale arrived in entrance of the stone coffin, there was a big gap in it, as if one thing had pierced it.

However he could not see what lay inside, solely ominous darkness was contained inside…

Nonetheless, this wasn’t his goal, so with out saying a lot, he walked previous it.

“…”

‘Is that this really a sword?’

Dale checked out his reflection within the shiny but dusty blade in entrance of him.

It was at the moment he seen his expression.

His eyes have been crimson and agape, he wasn’t even blinking…

The remainder of his physique could not be seen as a result of Heavy armor he wore, however from the crimson stains on his proper glove, Dale did not wish to know the way it appeared like…

(Ouch)

“How do I seize this?”

The sword in entrance of him was virtually his peak… Nonetheless, a portion of the sword was stabbed into the rock beneath it.

It was positively over 2M tall…In different phrases, it was a berserker type, Extremely GreatSword…

/Shake…/

Shaking his head in frustration, Dale raised his arms and grabbed the hilt, earlier than he used the whole lot he needed to pull it up!

“URG!!”

‘It is… FUCKING HEAVY!!’

/Shong!/

The sword slid out of the bottom simply, as if it had been oiled.

Nevertheless it was nonetheless very heavy.

Simply as he eliminated it from its resting place, the sword tilted to at least one aspect with large momentum, and he virtually let it fall to the bottom.

Worse, it virtually fell with its edge on his foot…

“FUCK!”

Utilizing the whole lot he had, Dale raised the sword and had it in a stance… Saving his foot from a horrible destiny.

/Whispers…/

“… Good, you truly had it in you…”

“However the worst is simply across the nook.”

“?!”

The voice echoed behind him, and thru the reflection within the blade, he noticed a skinny white mist fall atop his physique from the darkness of the room.

He felt one thing was flawed, the room was darkish… However was it darkish sufficient for him to not see the whole lot?

One thing was flawed… Very flawed.

The voice made him shiver throughout, not out of worry, however one thing extra primal inside him.

His physique understood there was one thing horrible about this indifferent voice that should not be messed with…

So Dale gathered all of his braveness and requested:

“W-Who…”

“No, we do not have time for these kinds of questions…”

“So… Child, I want you to stay as regular as you may, maintain that sword tightly in your fingers, and focus.”

“You simply have to slash it as you pour your coronary heart into it.”

“Or in different phrases… Lower that shit into 2!”

/CRUNK…/

/CLANG!/

Dale might barely even elevate the sword, each time he tried, the sword fell onto the bottom, leaving a gash behind.

He breathed closely, his proper hand nonetheless in extreme ache, saying:

“I… I can barely even hold the tip of the sword above the bottom, a lot much less elevate it…”

‘Dammit… My fingers… Are getting weak.’

‘I really feel torpid, there’s something urgent my chest…’

‘This rattling armor feels stuffy… Haa… I want a relaxation.’

“Is that what you imagine? That all your efforts up to now led you to be unable to even elevate a single sword?”

“Try to be sturdy sufficient to do it, and but you inform me you may’t?”

“I believed you have been totally different, I believed your will was larger than that… However I “

“Or is that the whole lot you’ve got received?”

“…”

“I… I haven’t got any alternative.” He mumbled as his grip tightened across the sword

Dale appeared on the sword in his hand and inspected it.

[?]

‘Dammit… I knew it, that is…’

However as if ready for this, the voice stated:

“Maybe I used to be too hasty, so let me show you how to focus.”

“The sword in your hand known as Caladgolg, the Sword that displays the Stars.”

“So long as your coronary heart is regular, it will provide you with its energy… Even when…”

/Silence…/

“Would not matter, simply swing it, child.” The voice stated, this time, its tone a bit darker

“…”

Dale was as soon as once more stunned as a result of Voice’s sudden change of tone, however he targeted as soon as once more.

[Caladgolg (Legendary Armament)

Rating: ?

The stronger your conviction, the stronger the Sword gets, giving you +1 to all Stats up to ?

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Gives you the temporary Skill, Refracted Starlight ?-Star, ?, ? …

Requirements: 300 Strength, ?…

*The stronger your conviction the lower the requirements.

Description: ?

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(Picture)

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As he learn the outline, Dale felt his face twist right into a smile unconsciously, and resulting from it, the sword turned a bit lighter.

Due to this, Dale felt his chest get mild, he felt the stress depart his physique…

So he let all of it out.

“You realize… I got here right here to get an Icon in order that the villagers might be comfortable and as a way to extend my popularity…”

“However ultimately, I used to be dragged into this darkish gap and now I do not even know if I’ll get out of right here alive…”

“It is a crappy feeling you recognize, is that this, maybe, why they are saying so that you can not be overconfident? To fall resulting from your personal greed?…”

“It really leaves a shitty style in my mouth… I may be the air of this dump… I do not even know anymore.”

/Shush…/

Dale raised the sword excessive within the air and received right into a stance. His arms have been trembling, however the sword was raised…

“I simply should slash that… As soon as?”

“… Sure.”

“Although be conscious, your time is operating out.”

“…”

Clenching his enamel, Dale did the one factor that got here to his thoughts…

There was no want to consider it too deeply.

From the beginning, issues have been too suspicious.

The voice, the place, the determine, his emotions…

His physique was warning him.

And so, this time, he listened to it.

To do the one factor he believed was proper on this state of affairs.

/FWOSH!/

“ARG!”

He swung Caldgolg behind him with the whole lot he received, slashing by way of no matter stood behind him!!

/Mild…/

Because it lower by way of the air, the large sword left behind a rainbow-like afterimage.

It was oddly hypnotizing resulting from how uncommon it was…

/CUT!/

/CRUNK!/

The Sword met with one thing at nighttime, slowing down barely because the sound of testing steel echoed within the corridor.

“WOW! Shit!”

/CLANG!/

The momentum of the sword was an excessive amount of for him to regulate, and ultimately, Dale spun round because the sword hit the bottom behind him after his swing.

Not lengthy after that, Dale was fast to reset himself into place for one more slash as he raised his head to have a look at the determine that stepped out of the shadows:

“So that’s the way you look.” He stated as he appeared on the supply of the voice

(Picture)

In entrance of Dale was a large humanoid creature, it was on all fours as a result of peak of this room, being too giant to slot in usually.

It donned heavy armor identical to Dale, however it was so rusted it was unattainable to see anything aside from brown.

Because it moved, the sounds of steel rustling assaulted his ears, making him marvel the way it had been so discrete earlier than…

Its helmet was like a crown, a fusion of two into one, however it had lengthy misplaced its glory.

From the empty sockets of the place its eyes ought to be, this unknown being down began at Dale as a protracted darkish gash was made on the armor round its neck.

“Urg!”

Dale raised the sword as soon as once more and pointed it on the creature, smiling.

Whereas the creature remained nonetheless, touching the spot the place Dale lower, saying:

“Spectacular, it takes nice dedication to face the innate worry of the unknown all People share.”

Its voice began to distort increasingly more…

However Dale didn’t transfer.

“Nonetheless, this adjustments nothing.”

“Your time is operating out and you continue to have to…”

Nonetheless, Dale had sufficient of it.

As a substitute, he rushed ahead and swung the sword on the creature’s wound, slashing its head in half!

/CLANG!/

The sword was so sharp and heavy that Dale barely felt any resistance because it break up the steel into two.

Although as soon as once more, he wasn’t sturdy sufficient to cease its momentum and the sword crashed towards the bottom with a mighty clang.

[DING]

[You have slain the Agonizing Shadow]

[No rewards shall be given due to it being a Quest-related Kill]

[‘It’ opens its eyes in amusement]

/SPLASH!/

As soon as the creature was killed, the ball of flesh hanging loosely on the ceiling above its head exploded, releasing fleshy bits throughout the place like a rain of gore.

A few of which even fell on Dale… Making the latter cringe in disgust.

However regardless of this horrid expertise, the ball’s demise revealed what was hidden inside it.

“AHA! There it’s!”

Floating within the air was a miniature golden head, this was the Icon of the Church he was on the lookout for!

Or it felt prefer it, however Dale assumed it was as a result of weak golden mild surrounding it.

/Bounce!/

Dale jumped after it with out hesitation, grabbing the Icon with one hand and the sword with one other.

He did not notice it, however the sword was nonetheless very heavy, however he was already someway able to holding it with one hand… Not for lengthy although.

Because the second he realized what he had finished, he fell onto the bottom with the sword like a comet.

/CRASH!/

[DING]

[Your quest has been updated]

[Resko’s past

Requirements:

Find out what happened to the old Village of Resko 0/?

? 0/1

* The Village of Resko is built on top of the ruins of a Labyrinth.

* The Labyrinth is actually the Catacombs for a group known as the Southern Wall corps.

* Something macabre is happening at the heart of the Labyrinth…

Find out why 0/1

Find out what is happening 0/1

Stop ‘it’ from manifesting 1/?

? 0/1

#You heard that this village once held an incredibly precious Icon for the Church of Ju-Arkesios, having once a Cardinal, 2 Bishops, and 12 Priests.

#During its downfall, the Church did not send help and instead just retreated.

#Someone asked you for help at the center of the labyrinth. In the end, it was a trap, the creature wanted you to break the holy Icon instead and not to purge the miasma.

]

[Your quest has been updated]

[Rotten Tomb

Description:

…

Requirements:

Find the source of the Miasma and purge it before it’s too late 1/1

Find a way to purge the source 1/1

Grab the sword and purge the source 1/1

Time until the Miasma descends to the Village: 0 hours, 2 minutes, 31 seconds…

]

“In order that was the supply? A ball of flesh…”

“I nonetheless do not perceive something however… Wait… Why is the countdown nonetheless going?!”

Dale began panicking…

“That’s due to the inertia.”

As soon as once more, one other mysterious voice interrupted him!

“Who’s it this time?!” He requested in a distressed tone

“It is me… In your hand.” Mentioned the Golden head with a plain expression resulting from Dale’s index finger being virtually inside its nostril

(Picture)

“?!”

Attributable to this sudden perplexing revelation, Dale dropped the top on the bottom as his physique froze…

/Bonk!/

“OUCH! GOD BE DANMED! BE CAREFUL FOR FUCKS SAKE…” The top stated in an indignant tone

However Dale didn’t transfer, merely gazing on the head because it rolled on the moist floor…

“Cough… Please… The bottom is filthy so please take me away…” It plied in a pitiful tone

“!!”

Dale got here again to his senses, rapidly grabbing it earlier than wiping the soiled water out of it, however as he did so, he felt immense ache in his fingers and physique!

“Shit…!” He grunted as he fell to his knees

He instantly took a number of potions however they solely had a lot impact.

The golden head noticed that and stated in a severe tone:

“Overlook about your accidents, they will not heal on this place resulting from this corruption.”

“It might be painful, however even in case you attempt to use potions, it is going to at most prolongue your hand’s performance.”

“For now, we have to cease this Miasma from spreading exterior.”

“Belief me, I’m as confused as you however I’ve a sure understanding of what’s going on, so transfer it!”

Dale discovered the top fairly weird to hearken to a speaking head however he nonetheless agreed.

“High quality, simply inform me what to do.”

‘For now… I will simply do because it says, I am fully out of concepts.’

“Lengthy story quick, I haven’t got the ability to cease this anymore, so we have to attempt to go together with plan B.”

“We’ll stall it till we discover one other answer.”

The Golden Head’s eyes moved to the proper, wanting on the ceiling after which on the floor beneath it.

“See that tomb? Open it!”

Dale ran to the tomb and pushed it open, however it did not budge…

“PUT MORE FORCE INTO IT KID!”

“FUCK YOU!” He screamed as his muscle groups tensed and his toes slid on the bottom

“Shit… This is not working… PLAN C!”

/BAM!/

Dale violently swung Caladgolg, splitting the tomb in half.

“… I suppose this works…” The top stated as its eyelids twitched

“Huh?…”

Dale rapidly realized the tomb was truly hole, main someplace deeper…

However the second he did so, the whole lot modified.

/SHUUUSH!/

Like a Vaccum chamber opening, all the air within the room began to be sucked into the outlet, along with the Miasma!

/CLONG!/

Dale used the Sword as a pole, sticking it on the bottom in order to not be sucked into the outlet…

“AHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Rolling on the bottom subsequent to him, the Golden Head screamed in desperation.

“DON’T FORGET ME, KID! I AM THE REASON YOU ARE HERE!” It stated rapidly, attempting to ensure Dale didn’t let or not it’s sucked into the outlet

/GRASP!/

Dale held onto it tightly, as a result of he felt the whole lot would finish if he have been to fall inside it.

However as time went on and his fingers began to go numb, the suction pressure turned weaker and weaker to the purpose {that a} minute after he might get up with no issues.

After 5 minutes, all the Miasma, or no less than, most of it had been sucked inside.

And seemingly like magic, the damaged tomb repaired itself, sealing its contents as soon as extra…

[Quest completed! Rotten Tomb]

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Notes

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I attempted to make it obscure so I’ve house for change sooner or later, in spite of everything, since I put one thing of a fairly excessive Degree for the Mc to face, then I want to depart it ambiguous as attainable else sooner or later, if I wish to make a change, be it by my will or as a result of the story modified over time, than I will not have the ability to with out making some tweaks within the early chapters.

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Now, a number of additional issues:

Why the sword? Was it wanted to be legendary?

Sure for 2 causes:

First, that is simply how huge of a deal this questline is for the continent, I’ve but to specify how a lot so, however that was on objective.

Nonetheless, I don’t wish to make the ability stage so clear from the start of the story, else sooner or later, I’ll lure myself in my very own work.

Second, I hate when the mc does a quest, and he out of the blue has to do a sequence of annoying issues to really make use of his rewards…

Deeming how I made the whole lot fairly lifelike, it would not make sense for him to search out an excellent reward just for the system to fall from the heavens and say…

[Need to be Level 99 to use it…]

An instance can be to make the sword break after a set variety of makes use of or lower its rating due to causes…

So I merely determined to go together with one more reason, he merely cannot use its full energy as a result of he’s not sturdy to take action.

The main points of such will go into element later.

Subsequent, why a sword? Easy, I believed giving him a spear can be too coincidental deeming what his preferable weapons of alternative is.

Like… The Mc has a preferable weapon… Sudently your entire world makes use of the identical weapon and each spoil has a greater sword then the final?

Come on…

I thought of it and realized it’d’ve been cooler had it been an ax or hammer however oh effectively, a Sword is ok as effectively.

I haven’t got any intentions of utilizing the sword as the final word plot instrument, it’s merely a half reward for finishing this mission and I’ve extra concepts as to find out how to implement the plot with no need the Mc to depend on one thing like that…

If an issue arises, he will not have the ability to remedy it simply through the use of the sword.

In addition to, even when he needed to, he would not have the ability to as a result of he cannot use it successfully in fight in any respect.

That is all from me, bye!