Another two days passed.
The city had never felt so alive. Or maybe, it was just you who had changed. Each sparring session with Daredevil was pushing you to your limits. Your body was beginning to adapt to the relentless pace, your movements more fluid, your reactions faster. But it wasn't just the physical training—it was the constant feeling of evolution, of something building inside you, pushing you past your limits.
Tonight, however, things would change.
You arrived at the rooftop early, eager to train. You'd been working hard over the past few days, practicing your Adaptation as best as you could, pushing your limits with each fight you picked in the streets. You even found yourself walking into the middle of a few gang altercations, just so you could test your newfound skills.
[Status Update – Level Up! (Level 5 → 6)]
You added more points to your stats, focusing on the physical aspects of combat.
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[Status Panel]
Name: [Y/N]
Class: Gamer
Level: 6
HP: 155/155
MP: 140/140
STR: 20 |
DEX: 18 |
VIT: 18 |
INT: 16 |
WIS: 16 |
LUK: ???
Points Available: 0
Skills:
• Observe (Lv. 1)
• Street Brawler (Lv. 2)
• Counter (Lv. 2)
• Dirty Boxing (Lv. 2)
• Danger Sense (Lv. 1)
• Fighter's Instinct (Lv. 1)
• Adaptation (Innate – Lv. 2) New: Your body adapts faster to combat, increasing your physical resilience and recovery speed even further.
• Fighter's Reflex (Lv. 1)
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You were in the middle of shadow boxing when you heard the telltale sound of footsteps on the roof.
Daredevil dropped in front of you. No words. Just a silent nod.
Without waiting, he attacked. His batons slashed through the air, the metallic whistle of their movement cutting through the night. You immediately fell into the rhythm of the fight. This time, though, it was different. You were faster, stronger, more in tune with the fight.
You dodged, countered, and even landed a few solid hits, feeling your Dirty Boxing skill take shape with every strike. But something was off. Your Danger Sense hadn't activated, and the fight felt almost... too clean.
That's when you noticed it.
A presence—one you hadn't sensed before. It was in the air, subtle but unmistakable.
The sound of a rooftop door creaking open. The faintest whisper of wind. And then, without warning, shadows moved.
[Warning: Unknown Entity Detected]
Before you could react, a figure dropped into the fray, swift and precise. Another masked individual, this one clad in black armor. A flash of green light gleamed from their eyes, and then they attacked.
They were fast. Faster than you had anticipated. You barely managed to parry a strike aimed at your neck with the pipe, and in the same moment, you saw Daredevil move to intercept.
"Get back!" Daredevil shouted.
But it was too late.
The mysterious figure didn't hesitate. They moved like a predator—quick, efficient, and unrelenting. Their attacks were brutal, and in the blink of an eye, they had Daredevil pinned against the rooftop, a knife pressed to his throat.
You had no choice.
You rushed forward, aiming for the figure's back. But as you closed the distance, you felt a sudden jolt of pain in your shoulder. A blade—a knife, sharp and clean—had grazed you.
-30 HP
+25 EXP
+1 Luck for Surviving a Critical Hit
It wasn't deep, but it was enough to get your blood pumping. The pain... it triggered something inside you. You could feel it, a surge of energy that rushed through your veins.
[Innate Talent Activated: Adaptation (Lv. 2)]
Your body instinctively adapts to the pain. Your pain tolerance increases, and your speed in combat amplifies. You feel faster, stronger, as your body fights through the injury.
With the new surge of energy, you didn't hesitate. You dove into the fray, your movements more instinctive than ever. The figure turned just in time to see your fist coming at their face. You hit them square in the jaw, sending them stumbling back.
[Skill Leveled Up: Dirty Boxing – Lv. 3]
Your punches hit harder. You now have a higher chance to stun an opponent with a close-range strike.
The figure regained their stance, but you didn't wait. You followed up with another quick jab to the stomach, and this time, you didn't hold back. You fought through the pain, adapting to the situation faster than you'd ever been able to before.
Daredevil recovered in the background, slowly rising to his feet.
"Nice move," he said, wiping blood from his lip, "but keep your head in the game."
The figure backed off, clearly reassessing the situation. They crouched, preparing to flee, but before they could make a move, a distant sound echoed—a siren.
With a final glare, the figure disappeared into the shadows, blending with the night.
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[Quest Update: Unseen Foes]
Objective: Defend against an unexpected attack.
Reward: New Combat Experience, Relationship Progress: Daredevil.
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Daredevil turned to you, his expression unreadable behind his mask.
"Who the hell was that?" you asked, your breath still heavy from the fight.
"I don't know," Daredevil said, shaking his head. "But whoever they are, they're dangerous. They didn't come to just fight me... They were hunting you."
You didn't need to hear any more. The fight had shown you that you weren't the only one with secrets in this city. And the game was only just beginning.