Chapter 31 - Time To Go (1/2)

Explosions rapidly echoed throughout the cosmic expanse, known as the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, as pitiful screams of pain came from a handful of creatures that were being peppered with hundreds of baseball-sized black fireballs. In the last three months, Cynrik and Brance had kept to their insane training schedule that would cause even veteran combat experts to cringe in horror. The two young children would wake up after only sleeping four hours and spend the remaining 20 hours savagely abusing their bodies every day just to grasp even a tiny sliver of EP or attribute points.

Their training had been so intense that they had pushed themselves as far as their young bodies were capable of handling. As a result, they could no longer increase specific stats anymore. Neither was entirely sure if Tobs had placed certain restrictions on them or if their bodies couldn't handle any more power; as such, they could no longer increase their Affinities, Gravity Resistance, or Body Tempering.

However, these restrictions didn't stop them from honing their skills. Cynrik was currently in the 3g zone fighting against a horde of green and black cicada-like virtual creatures. Even without increasing his stats, as mentioned previously, he could still gain attributes and XP from killing the ever-decreasing number of creatures that would spawn in the Training Zones. In addition, Cynrik was adamant about increasing their familiarity with their Affinity Skills. It was one thing to gain new abilities and skills, but it was another to use them adequately in combat. Therefore, for the last two weeks, they had been exclusively playing the role of mages. Every time they came across creature spawns, they would unload a barrage of magical attacks until all that stood before them was a wave of colored particles.

When the particles disappeared and received their rewards, Cynrik and Brance would charge at each other and spar until they ran out of Stamina or another wave of mobs spawned.

This never-ending cycle of training would have usually eroded a person's psyche. Fortunately, in their previous lives on Earth, they had spent months in different warzones, in a state of never-ending stress and anxiety; as such, both of the brothers had a certain level of mental stability that allowed them to tank through their training with ease.

Upon finishing off the cicadas, the notification Cynrik had been waiting for appeared before his eyes.

- You Have Leveled Up-

Even with the constant influx of XP, it had still taken this long to reach level 6. Cynrik broke out into a wide grin as he wiped the sweat from his brow and checked over his Status and then the Stats Panel.

: Status :

: Cynrik Jetlensr:

: Human Male:

: Age-7:

: Soul Age-36:

: Level: 6 :

: Essence(XP): 0/35000:

: Distribution: 1 Per All :

: Mana Codex Tier: 1 (Proficiency= 20.0%) :

: Mana Cycles: 300 (Proficiency= 20.0%) :

: Mana Circuit Tier: 1 (Proficiency= 20.0%) :

: Gravity Resistance: 3g (Proficiency= 100.0%) :

: Body Tempering: Tier 2 (Proficiency= 0.0%) :

: STATS :

: HP 400/400 :

: Mana 161/161 :

: Stamina 200/200 :

: Stat Points- 56:

: Skill Points- 10 :

: Strength- 15 :

: Dexterity- 25 :

: Agility- 30 :

: Intelligence- 15 :

: Vitality- 40 :

: Mind- 31 :

: Affinity- :

:(SAG)Dark-Tier 0 (Proficiency= 10.0%): :Expand:

:(BG) Fire-Tier 1 (Proficiency= 10.0%): :Expand:

:(BG) Wind-Tier 0 (Proficiency= 25.0%): :Expand:

Cynrik had figured out relatively early in their battles against the virtual creatures that each type had its corresponding attribute drops. So, for example, the Carlisle clones would give STR and VIT when killed, and the cicadas he had just eliminated would give AGI. This revelation brought out his past micromanaging habits, resulting in him allocating particular creatures to Brance while keeping some for himself. As a result, the two had a rough idea of how they would ”build” themselves up, with Brance needing more STR and VIT since he had chosen to be their tank and Cynrik leaning more heavily towards AGI and DEX since he opted to be more of an assassin or rogue class.

Cynrik had spent his time the last couple of days experimenting with his black fireballs and had broken through the 5% bottleneck and achieved 10% Proficiency in his Dark Affinity due to the fusion of Dark and Fire.

While doing this, Brance stayed in the 2g zone, working on his fusions and keeping a certain distance from Cynrik. The reason being he didn't want to end up leeching the drops from his brother. In doing this, the only downside was neither would receive the double XP buff or shared XP, but on the bright side, the attribute rewards for solo kills were much more lucrative.

Glancing in the direction of his brother, Brance couldn't help but be amazed at how quickly Cynrik had grasped his affinities. While he had slacked off on his Wind Affinity, he had exponentially grown in his control over his Fire and Dark Affinities. The constant bombardment of explosions could be felt even in the 2g Zone, and not wanting to lose out, Brance had also kicked it up a notch, reaching level 6 not long after Cynrik.

: Status :