《The Void reader》


 In the Beginning

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    <td style="text-align: center"> Intiating installment of system into world B718Y9 - Know by inhabitents - Earth</td>


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    "Hmm?" Logan Looked up from his book as a glowing blue screen appeared in front of him. Looking at it with curiosity he swiped it away. Logan then proceeded to get out of the comfy leather chair he had been sitting in for the past 2 hours. Walking over to the kitchen he poured himself a glass of water and thought over the notification that appeared before him.


    "Well it seems someone decided to implement a game system into our world........ I guess this also means that monsters are going to start to appear." As Logan pondered over this another notification appearred


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    <td style="text-align: center">Due to understanding the imment future and handling the current situation better than 87% of people you have gained 2 skills</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center"> Gained skill Calm</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Gained skill 6th sense</td>


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    "........ Really? If thats all it takes to get skills then I guess maybe it won''t be so hard." Just as Logan said this another window appearedReading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.


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    <td style="text-align: center">Due to an error in the skill acquirement program the system has patched the easy skill gain. Any skill already acquired will not be removed</td>


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    "I guess I stand corrected. Well this must be a grace period before monsters appear so I better get prepared." Logan walked over to his computer and started ordering supplies for the possible end times.


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    <td style="text-align: center">+1 Intelligence</td>


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 Guns and Magic?

    After about 5 hours of searching for supplies on his desktop Logan realised that guns might not be the best option depending on how magic worked.


    "Well if it works off the chemical reactions that are caused by influencing the atoms in the air by either drawing them closer or apart and moving them at different speeds then a gun should still be able to work. However if it works by bending the laws of the world to cause the spell to manifest at the cost of mana then the probability that guns still work is astronomically lower." as Logan pondered this predicament another window appeared


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    Say "Status"


    -It was decided you needed help after failing to do this in 5 hours


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    "Really? I was kinda hoping this wasn''t some Rpg game world now. I guess I don''t need to fortify my home until after I make sure I''m not living in a safe zone well then lets see my Status."


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    Name


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    <td style="text-align: center">Logan Ashcraft</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Level</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">1(0%)</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Race</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Human/*******</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Class</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">None</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Health</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">90/90</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Mana</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">120/120</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Health reg.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">.09/s</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Mana reg.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">.11 mana/s</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Intelligence</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">12</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Wisdom</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">11</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Strength</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">7</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Agility</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">8</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Luck</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">27</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Constitution</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">9</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Open Skills</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Open magic</td>


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    "Hmm, I get why my stats are like this, I mean I guess I''m fairly intelligent and I plan ahead so that''s the reason for my wisdom and my intelligence. But still I don''t get out alot which I guess would result in my strenght and agility, I eat pretty healthy so thats my constitution. But seriously? What''s up with my luck?"The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.


    As Logan remarked over his Status there was a knock on the door. A very foreboding, unwelcomed knock...........

 Chocolate

    "No no no no no no no!!!!!!!!!" Logan screamed in fear after he heard the knock. One could only imagine the absolute horrors that could possibly be behind this door to cause our main character into such a state of fear. As the door slowly creaked open the a voice is heard.


    "Logan, get up off the floor. I mean whens the last time you cleaned?" Sighed a young woman


    Logan stands up and dust himself off." Sorry Kira, but I thought you were a murder" Logan replied to the young woman named Kira who was 1.65 meters tall (5"4) with Strawberry red hair wearing a black leather jacket, a red t shirt, blue jeans, reb velvet combat boots, and a pair of black glasses.


    She shakes her head and replys. "When will you get over that paranoia of yours?"


    He snaps back, "The moment when it doesn''t have the chance to save my life! Also when you call ahead and let me know your coming over."


    " I called you 3 times Logan, you never responded so got worried. Especially considering the blue screen that appeared out of no where."


    "Hmm, fine I guess I''ll let you of the hook this time. However thats only if you brought it."


    "Brought what?"


    "Oh you know what I''m taking about"


    "Ugh, fine here you go." Kira said as she handed Logan a bar of chocolate.


    "You really should just stock up on it instead of relying on me to bring some every time I come over." Commented KiraThis content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    "If I did that then I would never get you to come over here." Replied Logan as he started to eat the chocolate bar. After the first bite he looked at the ceiling as a tear fell down his face. " Soooooooooo gooooood!"


    "I''ve never seen someone get so emotional about chocolate." Kira sighed


    "So what? Hey what does your Status look like?" Logan replied between bites


    Shaking her head Kira showed Logan her status screen


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    <td style="text-align: center">Level</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">1(0%)</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Race</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Human</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Class</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">None</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Health</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">80/80</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Mana</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">110/110</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Health reg.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">.08 Health/s</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Mana reg.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">.1 mana/s</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Intelligence</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">11</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Wisdom</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">10</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Strenght</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">6</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Agility</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">9</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Luck</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">10</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Consituition</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">8</td>


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    "Now you have to show me yours Logan" Kira demanded