"Now" I sit down on my bed, equip my memories that help with focus, mental fatigue, pain endurance and such. My other also open my door, looking at myself(the main body) whose like a weird shaman, and dismiss the armor, weapons, close the door and 'dissolves' back into me. I breath in "my control of essence rivals masters in ability, I also have all my memories that help me lock in, so let's start."
I swirl my essence in the meta physical space where another core would be, I know this from dissecting multiple creatures, and where their essence shards spawn. While I continue I feel an immense pain, rivaling that of getting your heart ripped out, which he experienced through his clone fighting a very devious monster. But he endured, he sped up the process slightly, thinking that if he would stop, the core would back fire and damage his own soul and original soul core. He strode on, using his innate ability to do it twice as fast.
As he continued pain consumed him more and more, like he was continuously getting gutted alive, pain that is catastrophic in nature. Minutes turn into hours, hours turn into days And finally he has completed.
[Soul Fragments: 0/2000]
He looked at his cores
[Cores: monster]
He checked his soul sea, as grinned manically at the new floating orb. He felt another layer to his thinking, being able to perceive 3 times, he came back to the dream realm and summoned his clone, this time he felt another clone possible. He grinned even wider and summoned it. Both looked gleefully at each other, and promptly summoned armor to cover nakedness. One wore a scaley armor, red chainmail the other wore a metallic leather. All 3 summoned weapons. Red Scales had summoned his trusty Azure spear, Silverworn equipped two short blades, while the main body summoned a bow becoming an archer in looks.
[Soul Fragments: 55/2000]
He had some left over Shards, but now it's time to grind~
He summoned an ascended armor, it was a deep grey cloth, wrapping him in a comfy way, its passive enchant was to add defense comparable to plate armor, while its active was too lessen the weight of a person. It was his favorite armor, comfy, stylish and practical for long range combat. It was now time to hunt.
They went out of the city, and started the long hunting process, he found it much more easier find a corrupted tyrant, and slay all its minions, and come back a few days later, because of how easy it is to farm them. "to think people struggled~" as he saw a huge ogre like abomination, with 4 arms, 2 tails and a protruding jaw, with 4 prominent fags on his jaw. The creatures surrounding it looked a like the abomination but smaller still at least 6.5 feet.
The archer shot one of the subordinates in the head, before the monsters found out what's going on, 5 more dropped dead. The grotesque form of the ogre, reacted immediately throwing a reflective chunk of ice at the area, but before it could hit its target, Red scales shattered it with his transcendent spear and his monster class strength. Normally humans with more than one core, can't bring out their cores full strength, that's because the hard limit imposed by the human body. But the fact that I have the [Physically Gifted] attribute, means my body has a higher rate of potential power~.
He glazes himself in his thoughts while the Silver worn jumps into the fray, killing ugly nightmare creatures and shattering the soul shards for a quick boost and rejuvenation, the archer on the other hand, focuses on circling the over growth and killing the creatures at a distance and red scales, with the toughest armor and weapon challenge the giant to stall for time. It was much easier said than done, before when he did crazy stuff like this, he was closer to the battle because he only had blades, he didn't have strength of awakened monster and he didn't have pain numbing memories, so each hit rattled his bones.
But now, he can play defensive, offensive and distance. "nobody survives alone in the Dream Realm" but I can~
The huge tyrant threw more reflective ice structures, 'must be his ability..' Red scales dodged and countered with relative ease, each strike rattled his bones and strained his muscles but the weighted Scaled armor, with its enchants for blunt force, fatigue and weight control, held him up very well, each strike he dealt was to torment the creature, to make him its soul target.
Silver worn, meanwhile was hunting the larger group, getting help from the archer. Each strike was placed so that the second the shard appears it would be crushed, each dodge or counter is meant to speed up the process, every hit mattered thoroughly. This fighting style was made a while ago, when he used to hunt together with the clone. At first he used to sneak attack one of them, open them up, write notes and then start the battle, attacking the beasts. But now, I can just weave, cut the corpse open, look at where its place and get to work. This fighting style was mostly inspired by a cool guy with a mask he saw fighting once, but after a while he couldn't find anything about him again. But anyways, his ability to copy other people was so cool but it wasn't repeatable, instead I used him as a base, to figure out vital points of monsters than kill them. With my enhance physical prowess, I was able to hunt without being eaten. This was even before my second core so it is very easy.
The basis of this style is focused on hunting groups, so constant momentum, serpent like movements to slide in and between enemies, using them not only as a pin cushion but also a shield and a platform. Meanwhile, the Archer only learnt archery recently, my skills are relatively low, but I make up for it with being [Physically Gifted] after all, my speed and endurance allow me to dash around in the undergrowth to shoot at them. Over all, I learnt that the [Physically Gifted] attribute gave me high levels of movements potential as well, which I learnt only at a later date. Ever since than I've been practicing parkour and ballet, a lot.
Honestly it looks more like I'm dancing through the trees than fighting.
[you have slain a Fallen Devil..]
[you have slain a Fallen Devil..]
[you have slain a Fallen Devil..]
The constant stream of essence from absorbing the core, the constant understanding and adapting to the nightmare creatures made the victory easy.
After a long while of stalling Red scales falls back, his wide, defensive stance turned into a more agile one, as he unsummoned the heavy azure spear. I fall back, as I unsummon the clones, and speed up by decreasing my weight. I check my fragments after I reach the inside of the domain.
[329/2000]
"damn! That one was marinating for a while!" I stopped continuously hunting a while back, about 5 months ago, so if I didn't clear it out it would have become a terror, and I am not Terror level yet, so this farm I hid might have wiped off a large part of Ravenheart. Anyways I go home happily, creaming at the thought of how powerful he became.
"I have 3 farms… did I fuck up?" he's asking this cause if one of them were that close to becoming a terror, he needed to devour them fast! He rushed to the next one, using one of his charged charms to give himself a full heal. This one was an ant nest, each one was a fallen monster, but the sheer numbers are the real reason its considered dangerous. They swarm and conquer, and since this is very far away, hidden in a cave, no one will find out. How he usually farmed it was to bomb the entire area, but now them breeding like crazy, I can't, so I have to kill the Corrupted tyrant..
"Oh shit.." Silverworn swapped to a full metal armor with a weighted enchantment, as well as summoned a large carapace shield and a gold tip spear, while red scale also equips a maroon, shield with intricately woven patterns. the Archer, summoned his ascended arrow, usually this arrow is far from capable, but at the same time its power scales with the amount of essence he places, and since he has 2 cores~ you know where this is going~.
BOOOOM