“What happened to Akurra while I was under?”

  “He curled up into a ball for a few days and then came out of it. He was quite different when he woke, he has been in and out hunting in the forest. He should be back any time now” he said smoothly.

  Finding that out I am looking forward to seeing him just to see the changes. Now to go back into my menus where to start? I guess I’ll look at my new classes.

  Error Secondary and tertiary classes must be within five levels of the primary class. All primary class advancement halted until equilibrium has been established.

  I look over at the avatar.

  “I got two new classes that look cool.”

  Through the menu screen, I can see that he is trying to keep his face blank.

  “Did you say two new classes?” he asks nervously his voice modulated.

  “Yeah, two classes, Void Reaver, and Death Blade.”

  When I finished my statement, his face went blank for a few moments. And when I say blank, I mean it disappeared. While I waited for him to come back, I look at more of the changes.

  The changes are shocking I am more troll-like than before. If I am reading the descriptions properly as long as my core remains intact, I cannot be killed. Even though the core does not sound right for this world. My core feels like something that should be present in a cultivation story. It doesn’t fit this world, I will have to ask about it later. It is not all that strange since the beasts have them so maybe?

  From what I read the efficiency of my body has increased. Now I have more efficient denser muscle. I can feel the changes even in something as simple as walking. Now that I realize it, I can feel my body processing faster. With the increased muscle mass, I should need to eat almost triple but I know that is not the case. I know that with the increased efficiency I should be able to eat the same or even a little more food. I also understand that I will need to see how my body reacts in a fight. I am used to certain motions and movements. At least I have a buffer since I will be much harder to hurt at this point. I will not allow myself to fall into the trap of thinking of myself as unkillable though. I will be hard to kill though so that is something. While I am contemplating the changes, I notice the avatar beginning to stir. I decide to check the changes to linguistics.

  This might be the most helpful thing that has happened. When I check I have a massive amount of written and spoken languages added to my already impressive list of languages. I am happy about this mostly because the library was inside the field which means I should be able to understand all the available languages.

  I decided to wait to see what the avatar had freaked out about. So, I watched as his body reanimated. It was an interesting process as I watched a piece of the tree’s mana separate and enter the avatar’s body. From that point on there was a string of mana from the avatar back to the tree. It was like a puppet.

  You have learned the skill Spell Sight.

  I know when it happens that the new skill is because of my ability to see and understand what is happening. I wait as the mana suffuses the rest of the body until the face is formed. For a split second, I see concern, maybe even fear. The face takes on its normal neutral expression.

  “I’m sorry my friend what you said was a bit startling. I had to double-check my memories to confirm what I knew about those classes. I must ask you, in your world were you a violent person” He asks nervously his voice low?

  “No, I mean not really. Violence was not really tolerated where I am from, it happens but there are laws against it. I mean the only violence that we have is in our games and movies. I mean we might be a little murder hobo like when we play but that is make-believe.”

  I can see that he is amused at my confusion. He also seems relieved that I am not some mass killer.

  “The class of reaver is normally only granted to the most violent humans. For you to have been granted this class means that one of the avatars of violence has taken notice of you” he says quietly.

  “Oh, that I can explain! Every day since I arrived, I have made the same statement when I wake up. Today I choose violence. Anyone or thing that attacks me will be met with overwhelming violence. I needed it to ready my mind for what I would have to do to survive.”

  His head tilts some which causes his whole top half to tilt. “From someone like you that would be enough.”

  I look at him confused “What do you mean someone like me?”

  “As a traveler, your mere presence carries a type of weight,” he says looking at me. “It is not surprising that your statement would draw the notice of one of the greater powers. The one who was here only noticed you because of what you did. She knew I would not be able to balance the scales on my own. That is how she wormed her way into the process.”

  “I have a question about the balance that you are so concerned about. Will I have to worry about any accidental shifts I may cause? I mean when I told you what I knew, I did not know about the effect it would have.”

  “No, my young friend you are not even on the scales so to speak. As a traveler, it is expected that you will cause change. That was the point of travelers in this world. To bring new ideas and change. The scales were put in as a protection for travelers. There were those initially who took travelers and exploited them. The scales were created to punish those who would do so. It made it so that if a traveler did a good deed for you then you had to return that in kind of face harsh punishment.” He was very solum as he spoke. “As a traveler, you could say do something for others without them knowing and it would not be held against them. Since you arrived in my territory I knew and therefore I was on the scales to do right by you or face stiff consequences.”

  “Well, that is very important information to know,” I say conflicted. It’s not like I was going to run around telling everyone what I was anyway. Now I had to be cognizant of who I told and what I told them. Though it was nice to know that I did have a fallback. If shit hit the fan, I could always use this tactically. “So do want to finish telling me why you freaked out?”

  I am sure that he does not know what that means. I will have to watch my use of colloquialisms as well. But I might be able to get away with them depending on who I am talking to.