Chaos Devourer System - Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Levelling Up To Level 9
A figure could be seen in a mountainous area barely standing on his feet while another figure clad in strange rock armor which was filled with cracks could be seen just beneath his feet, traces of battles still present on the ground.

Rocky landed weakly on the ground, all his muscles completely paralyzed from exhaustion as he struggled to take in as much breath as he could.

He had heard the news of the crazy ranking spree of an individual named Erebus and when he saw a challenge had been initiated towards him, he couldn’t help but eagerly accept the challenge, with the hope of putting a stop to Erebus’s rapid rise in fame while his fame will skyrocket.

But here he was, completely drained of energy, his armored body he was so proud of weathered down and filled with cracks…

“I concede…”

|Battle between Erebus and Rocky has been completed|

|Winner: Erebus|

Zeras arrived back in the white space as he stood there, small cuts and bruises on his face while his hair was disheveled and his clothes torn at some part.

“I guess fighting ten New Cadets in a row almost sapped me of all my energy…” Zeras muttered as he looked at his battered body.

He thought at the beginning he could still make it to the top fifty but at Rank 70, he was already tired and spent from the battles.

Zeras looked at his Attributes as he couldn’t help but give a satisfied nod, looking at the contents:

|Attributes|

|Player Name: Erebus|

|Rankings: 70|

|Number of defeats: 0|

|Number of defeated opponents: 10|

|Number of completed missions:1|

At least it was better looking than it previously was, just three hours ago. Giving one last look at the holographic panel, he decided to exit the game as his consciousness went numb due to a sudden flash of white light, and in the next second, he was back in his body.

Zeras slowly took off the helmet as he took a deep breath in. Now he noticed there was something different between the virtual world and the real world, and that was the air.

There was a special something the real-world air contained that was different from the VR. There surely was something different, although what that was, he couldn’t lay his hands on.

His watch beeped as he looked at the screen:

|You have broken through an achievement in the EIA gods’ battle|

|50 points have been sent to your account|

|Total Points: 120|

“Looks like I’ll soon be paying back my debt…” Zeras muttered as he never forgot it was Quinn who lent him the money to buy the VR set. Not that he wanted it, but the set proved to be a great help to him, giving him the experience of fighting with different genetic abilities and developing new ways of using his ability although no opponent ever forced him to use his new genetic ability.

He still greatly enjoyed the fights.

A system notification appeared in front of Zeras causing a smile to break out on his face as he laughed his lungs out in happiness:

[Congratulations, Quest: Defeat Volcan has been completed.]

[+150 EXP gained.]

Congratulations, Quest: Defeat Volcan has been completed.]

[+150 EXP gained.]

[Congratulations, Quest: Defeat Hadi has been completed.]

[+150 EXP gained.]

— — —

[Congratulations, Quest: Defeat Rocky has been completed.]

[+150 EXP gained.]

[Total EXP: 1960/ 1500]

[Does The Host wish to Level up?]

“Yes…”

“[Congratulations, Host has successfully leveled up to Level 9]

[+10 Attributes points gained]

[Total EXP: 460/2000]

“I’m getting closer to Level 10 with every passing day. I almost can’t wait. Then I’ll be able to at least learn something about you, system, while also unlocking the so-called true power of my Chaos Devourer gene…” Zeras muttered before directing his attention away from that and to his attributes points.

“Add 5 points to Intelligence, 3 points to perception, and 2 points to agility…” Zeras ordered. He chose not to increase his strength as he noticed he could easily send all his opponents in the VR game flying with a single punch or kick. While having great strength is a good thing, too much strength and his stats would be off-balance which he felt has more harm than potential…

[Congratulations, points successfully added.]

[Attributes]

[Strength: 49]

[Agility: 46]

[Perception:40]

[Intelligence: 21]

[Charm: null]

{Attributes points: 0}

“Good…”

With that out of the way, Zeras headed towards his bedroom door as he opened it and landed on the soft bed, his bones moaning in comfort.

Sleeping on the bed, he looked at the ceiling above him, the memories of life flashing in his head.

The memories of the orphanage where he fought crazily to survive and living with only a single crump of dried bread and water made him smile in self-mockery.

The memories of Grandma Mia being killed while trying to save him made his eyes turn incredibly cold to behold and his teeth grinding together in anger.

Grandma Mia was his everything. She was his world, staying with him and feeding him when the world called him trash, but she ended up getting beheaded for trying to help him and he was also sold out to an abominable group. Yet, the world never cared. But why would it care, it was just the death of another old orphanage servant and an orphanage boy, all living off the crumbs of the mighty Celestria family…

“I swear to the devil, I’ll make all of you care…Just you wait, wait for my burning wrath…” Zeras unknowingly said out loud as his fingers dug into his palms drawing bits of blood.

Yet, a second emotion streaked very faintly in the fiber of consciousness.

Just what was his origin? who were his parents? He grew up in an orphanage home but nothing was said about his parents.

Are they dead? Are they alive? How did he even end up in the Celestria family Orphanage home in the first place? None of this question did he have an answer to.

Even though the most likely answer was his parents being dead. He still doubted it.

As for the reasons, not even he knows. Maybe he was just trying to hold onto faith. He just probably needed something to believe in to continue living.

But one thing he was sure of was what he read in that book given to him by Commander Shiron.

It was the place where it talked of genes being inheritable and a child’s gene will mostly take after that of the father or mother. Only in very rare situations will a child have completely different genes from his family’s gene, and even if different, it would still be a gene that was once in the line of that lineage.

Since he had the Absolute Morph Gene which was no doubt a powerful gene in its own right. Then that must mean his father or his mother or a person from his lineage once had that same gene.

He knew a person with a gene like his couldn’t just die a normal death and have no history at all. That was what he clung on to. The hope his family exists out there somewhere in the galaxy.

Zeras cleared away the thought from his head as he drifted off to sleep…

The events and the dangers he had gone through in his life had made him more quickly mature than others, but in the end, he was only 16. To be honest, sometimes, he also felt the pain.

The Pain of Loneliness…