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  Chapter 4

  

  I thought for a while and rubbed my head. “Gods this a tough pick” I sighed deeply and ‘grinned’ a bit “well might as well go all out and test my luck. There a reason my friends back in the bad called me ‘The Lucky Bastard’ for getting drops.” I chuckled a bit as a picked the Skill Book. A Bright flash of light and then in my hand was a thick leather bound book, it looked old but well made. I slowly turned it around slowly and the use identify on it.

  Well this can be useful, well let learn it.

  “Yes” as soon as I said it the booked crumbled in to dust and a window popped up.

   I thought to myself as I then took out my copper sword.

  “Repair!” I said firmly and started to feel a bit dizzy, it felt like blood being drained out of me, even thought I do not have any. After a short while, the feeling stopped and I then checked my sword over. The blade looked a bit better; it no longer hand any bends in it, the color looked newer and even the blade edged looked sharper.

   I mused some I shrugged some and waited till my mana was full before using repair again to max out the durability of my sword. I am glad that I know how sword are, otherwise Repair would likely been of no use; how many people in this world know how cold beaten copper can be used as a weapon beside a black smith. I was glad for my love of sword from before I died, although now I might need to learn from sword smith for the metals and sword forging methods I do not know that excised here. Thinking some I had better top off my sword for safely and to earn a little exp on repair skill. Having deiced, I once again felt as if I was bleeding out and dizzy for the moment. Once I recovered, I started to walk to the entrance and down the stairs slowly.

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  While walking i noticed that my body returned to normal while I was fixing my sword, the chip and broken parts slowly returned to their normal ‘whole’ state once the fight was over. I thought maybe it was it a system to I could not cheat but could at least carry on as a hero once the fight was over, or where all undead like that. As I looked around the more things I had questions on, I real hoped I could get answer one day on some of this. However I not going to complain, since I was not that ragged looking after fighting that black rat.

  Once I entered the new room, I looked inside and saw..

   I watched it for a short while, noting how this one a bit smaller and had no spikes sticking out of it fur. I took a fragment of stone and threw it away from me making a small sound, which the rat turned to see what was going on. I raised my sword and quickly moved in as it was distracted and hack at it tail. With a loud squeak, it jumped and twisted around facing me. I saw a bleed effect started as a -4 popped up while I backed up. I thought as I lifted my sword up till parallel with the ground and started at the rat as it closed in on me. ”Fury thrust” I said out loud as I felt a tug deep inside of me while black mist wrapped around the blade just before I stepped forward and stabbed it in to the rats throat with all I had. I large red -12 flashed and the rat started to roll some, I walked over and quickly slashed it throat to finish the rat and sighed. I sat down once I hacked off it tail and added it to my collection, my gamer sense of hoarding kicking in a bit.

   I sighed and checked me pack for any holes before moving down deeper in to the crypt. There were a few side rooms now, maybe family areas or something? I sensed first before peeking around checking for rats, there were a few small ones but they number of them seem to be decreasing the deeper I got. However, the large brown and now black rats become normal.

  I fought a few, mostly sticking to bleed outs and testing out Fury thrust, being safe than sorry as I slowly refilled my hp by absorbing their life after they died. I am not sure how long or deep I gone but I got to think at least a day over by now. Seems being undead also means I do not need to eat, sleep or anything like that, so that useful while dungeon diving I can ranked in exp unlike other people that need to sleep or take breaks. My pack full of rats tails growing slowly heavier.

   I kept going down till I stood before a large oak door and could ‘feel’ something that was behind it. I cracked the door open and peeked inside, after I repaired my weapon to the max and heard a few dings, which I ignored for now.

  What I saw was disturbing and seem like someone poked a bit fun at me this time.

  Spoiler

  Over its head I saw

  Well let it this going, it being undead means the hit and run attacks I used will not work. Since the bleed effect will not happen, this going to be difficult...