My Parasite Skill System

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Adventurers were here. And I was here, too.

Adventurers were humans. And I was … well.

The thing was, I could just mingle with them, and that'd be the end of it.

And so, just like this, I was being an adventurer for real this time.

"Thanks, buddy."

Some people even thanked me for helping them either wear off or finish off their prey.

❮Quest: 18/30 enemies dealt with.❯

I just needed to think of myself as an adventurer, and that'd be a done deal.

Adventurers themselves did confuse me with one of their own, so I could just consider myself an adventurer, yes.

I am an adventurer.

Being an adventurer is fun.

Lost in my thoughts, yet not that lost at all, I was helping bring down foes here and there.

And among all these enemies, as they died, sometimes the quest's indicator went up, sometimes it didn't.

❮Quest: 19/30 enemies dealt with.❯

I guess I needed to be the one giving the death blow. Otherwise, it wouldn't just count as if I killed one foe.

That made sense, and I agreed to that.

Slowly but steadily, the quest's indicator went up and up and up again.

❮Quest: 20/30 enemies dealt with.❯

Just like the way I was fighting and dealing with them. It was slow and steady.

And I was thinking about stuff again. Trifles, for most of it.

I thought about stuff and killed foes.

Another idea was being nurtured in my mind too, at this point.

Maybe the two orcs I'd been fighting were big shots when I think about it.

It must be that way because, as I go on and on, slashing at them here and there, they are just weak.

❮Quest: 21/30 enemies dealt with.❯

Or maybe it's just that I've got used to their movements, I don't know.

Anyhow, I fought.

And fought again.

I only did that.

It was long.

❮Quest: 22/30 enemies dealt with.❯

And … started to get boring, not gonna lie.

My organized and careful strategy in order to play it safe and be sure not to die stupidly … well, it was to be called off.

At some point, without really intending it or planning it beforehand, I'd just found myself a bit too advanced in the frontline.

I was just a little kid in appearance, but folks had seen me in action--I wasn't to be taken lightly.

Being too advanced at the front, orcs started to focus their attack on me deliberately and unfairly.

Or maybe I was the one inviting them to do so by being too bold right now.

I wasn't being so passive anymore. And that's when I realized that, as being a bit too advanced and far from the frontline was being somewhat bold on my behalf … as we speak, maybe I was being a bit too far away from the front, now.

Even I would understand that it wouldn't be called bold or anything at this point.

It was just me being reckless.

But I wouldn't stop.

I felt it was more entertaining and fun this way.

Refusing to go backward, I still didn't go further in the enemy's camp either. I mean, I was no fool … I think.

And so, I couldn't just do that.

Orcs came in closer to me from every side, I evaded, and I went assaulting them again.

And the reminder was strong enough. Fighting alone sure proved way more tedious and bothersome.

Aside from maybe brushing them, if I got lucky, I couldn't really outdo them this way.

Right now, I was up against … well, too much of them.

They were only six, just now, but now they're about eight … and nine, now.

My breathing was quickened, what am I even doing with these orcs? Shouldn't I rather simply back off immediately?

Too much was simply too much: a good dozen of them were coming at me attacking.

And hell, that was without counting the spectators.

Feinting an attack, "Chain Attack!" I darted back.

I still was strong, though. I still was strong.

The front was behind just behind me, I think.

"Think I'm afraid of you!" I shouted, swinging my sword before them.

As unwilling as I was to admit it, I was getting a tiny bit nervous.

But let's not retreat right now, "I ain't!" I shouted again, grinning strangely.

If push came to shove, I could just back off and retreat promptly, being done with any problem that might come my way.

Or … that's what I thought I'd be able to do.

As I fought again, kind of against my will, I was being dragged further away from the front.

Or … no, it was weird.

Maybe was the front going backward, rather…?

I mean … yeah, right?

Hold on a second … should I stop and look?

Too bad that [Mana Perception] skill requires me to pause and concentrate in order to see well.

I did need to look.

When I'd really taken notice of that, it was already too late.

I wasn't the one going forward and forward like a fool … though maybe kind of it.

But rather and most importantly, it was the front that was being pushed backward.

It is … I don't know what to say?

Weren't humans winning this?

Blocking off one sword that came my way alongside another, I hurriedly and super rapidly caught a glimpse of behind me with my eyes.

It can't be, right? Of course, they're winning. The humans must be winning, right? They were so numerous.

Then, why?

Strategic retreat?

Crap, why am I even thinking about this all? Is it even the time to be breaking this down to understand what is it that they're doing?

I just have to retreat at once too.

I'm fighting with the humans, after all.

"You bounce!" I shouted, all the more nervous, blocking off one big harassing sword that came my way again.

Jumping backward at once with my legs, I distanced myself from them … but there were orcs behind me too, by now.

Crap.

I can jump high, "Quick Pace!" I can.

Jumping over one group of three reddish orcs, I landed back on the ground.

There was no time to let go to waste.

Turning both my shoulders super quickly, I faced the frontline that had been behind me all the long.

I just gotta go outta this, now…!

And there it came!

Woosh!

Even quicker than the wind--was it a thunder of some sort?

It just came rushing at me.

And then, whack!

Ah?!

I didn't realize anything yet, I just tried to get my feet to work their way out of this.

Why is it that my ears are ringing, though?

And … everything's doubled and cloned within my sight … huh?

That's … weird?

Right?

Oh, no.

My feet refuse to move … move!

They just won't.

What did I do?

Did I break the body off?

And … well, okay, I'm being thrown off balance right now, right?

It doesn't even feel wrong, somehow.

I mean, I'm not feeling any pain at all.

It's … and when I'm in trouble, I gotta use that 'skill,' right?

The last skill I assessed back then was just the second-to-last, after all.

Hm.

Oh, and so I was knocked off by that thick, chunky shoulder, I assume.

Man, what have I gotten myself into?

Should've played it carefully, I know.

My head will come whacking itself onto the ground, at this point.

I feel like I'm losing consciousness.

Yeah, my head will.

Though, man, I'm trippin' real good.

But soon enough it just will whack itself onto the ground.

Well … at this point .... I only gotta wait for the screen to go blue, correct?

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