{(Minor) Hidden Vestiges of Physicality }
{Cost of activation 75 PC}
{Bio: An ancient method of Cycling Particles through the User’s body with the sole purpose of nourishing and increasing their Stat points.}
{Description: In the Minor Attainment, the User follows the prelearned circulation pattern, moving particles to specific points of the body for strengthening.}
{Step 1: Accumulation: The User must absorb particles through one of the many known ways, be it breathing, through their pores, or ingesting resources filled with abundant particles.}
{Step 2: Circulation: Following the patterned method learned in the Technique Space, the User will start with strengthening their outer extremities before moving inward towards vital organs, muscular structure, and nervous system.}
{Step 3: Exhaust: This step encompasses the exhaust of impurities in the User’s body.}
{Step 4: Results: In the Minor Attainment, one complete Circulation Cycle will increase the Physical Stats of the User by a slight amount with a 1% chance of increasing a random third stat.}
{Note: Increasing your Attainment Progress for this skill will increase three aspects: the amount of time required for Steps 1 and 2, higher margins of growth per stats, and a higher percentage chance of increasing a random stat.}
{Current Attainment and Progress: Minor = 0%}
Reading through the description of my new Circulation Skill, I nodded contently. Compared to what I had come up with on my own, this new skill blew the old one, which I had cheesily named the "Xipher GitGud Circulation Method," out of the water.
’This skill is way more comprehensive than what I used to do; even Arkadia seems to believe so, as it gave me detailed steps and everything compared to my old description, which was a load of BS.’
’Unfortunately, I’ll have to wait till tonight to attempt my first circulation,’ glancing across the room to Amanda, I felt my left eye twitch in annoyance.
I was ready to be back in the safety of my home, in contrast to being constantly on edge here in the hospital.
After the previous assassination attempt from Jasper, I was antsy being overly paranoid, with good reason.
Brenden was too bright of a star to be left unrestrained.
Since Arkadia only put up a paywall to stop people from coming back in time, I didn’t doubt there were more than a fair share of villains running around the past, and that meant Brenden would have a target on him from the moment he was born.
Villains, the Myriad races, hell, not even heroes could be trusted, as greed took over even the purest of hearts. Everyone knew his Talent, and everyone knew how strong he would become if given enough time to grow, so until he was back from the future "hehe" and could defend himself, it was up to me to be the good older and overly protective brother he required.
’I just hope he doesn’t get held up and isn’t transferred further on down the road because if he is… Jesus, it’ll set my plans back decades.’ With that thought, I sat down on my sleeping mat and began playing with the stacking blocks brought from home to occupy my mind.
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You know, it’s kind of funny how terrible the American Healthcare System is, especially back in the 90s. Two days was how much time was afforded to Amanda after giving birth and having a major repair surgery.
A measly two days post baby Brenden, and we were back home, with Amanda stuck on bed rest for the next three weeks as she recovered alongside a cocktail of medications to ease pain and the postnatal complications.
’You know, if I actually gave a damn about her, I could patch her up with a Health Potion, but nah, she can suffer; I already gave her a gift she can never repay in the form of her getting to have children with that asshat Seth.’ Glancing down the hall to where I knew Amanda was resting, I sniffled slightly before tossing a small rubber bouncy ball against the wall of my playpen.
Since my father wasn’t able to take off work, annoying Kristina was stuck with Amanda-duty, leaving me to my own devices, which, given any other child, would be a horrible idea.
The young lady was the farthest thing from a good babysitter you could find, constantly being a ditzy dumbass, leaving pills or sharp objects in my reach; I had a feeling it was going to be overly complicated watching Brenden as he got older because I didn’t doubt that if we were left alone with Kristina for any amount of time, Brenden would inevitably hurt himself.
Now, you may be thinking, "Well, did anything actually happen to either you or Brenden in the Origin timeline when you were left with Kristina?" Honestly, I have no idea.
With so much crap constantly happening in our childhood, I’m sure some situations or incidents got swept under the rug by Amanda, so I’m not placing any bets on making it out in one piece.
Since we had gotten home relatively late and passed my bedtime, it was already a bad sign that I was left in my playpen while the ditzy blond tended to Amanda, thus, my little game of catch with the rubber ball.
’I wonder if she will even remember that I’m out here or end up going to sleep without putting me down for the night,’ I thought while lobbing the ball extra hard, causing it to rebound back to my hand faster than a normal basic human could pull off.
"OH NO! TAYTAY, I am soooo sorry baby, come here to Auntie Kris," the sudden and annoying screeching from down the hall caused me to miss one of my catches, allowing the ball to bounce away and out of my playpen.
’Heh, speak of the devil, and she shall appear; I deserve that one; now I get to struggle to find and retrieve my f**king ball tomorrow.’ As I thought, my left eye twitched rapidly, along with my right leg bouncing up and down in annoyance.