((My posts are probably going to suck unless someone else comes in here. Not that I'm not trying, but he needs to get a bit higher before he has the brawn to back up his bragging mouth. Yes, he does talk about his stats. And he tends to swear a bit if he gets hit.))
What. A. Pain! He had spent all that time and effort making it to the top of the world, only to get himself reset to level one for his "reward." Ugh! Whoever was running the servers was one crazy bastard, he had to give them that. The stats layout here was a bit different that what he remembered as well, but that was to be expected. Supposedly, people would just respawn if they died in this world, so he supposed he had plenty of time to work on his skills. Besides, the stat rolls seemed to be in his favor; he had managed to keep two of his numbers in the double digits. The three in Precision bothered him though.
From what he understood of the level system, things ran fairly simply around here. You gained experience through interaction with the environment and things therein, and the area in which you acted determined the boost you were going to gain in a particular stat. "Easy," he said to himself, hand resting on the pommel of his blade. "Well, better get started."
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