Lenny was quick to quench the fire after confirming the death of the Level 3 Common rank Apocalypse creature.
He needed the ats after all, not wanting it to be completely obliterated.
Lenny knew a few things about the Fallen Realm, which includes the First Apocalypse.
The Fallen Realm was concluded to be a ga-like dinsion few hundred years ago.
And the First Apocalypse could be considered a tutorial, where he was is another territory in the Fallen Realm.
But extrely restricted and limited due to the laws of the First Apocalypse.
But the laws of the Fallen Realm remained unchanged. If an Awakener, Carrier or Fallen Regulator dies in the Fallen Realm.
They will be erased from existence.
In here, he could not loot anything or increase his Rune Level since he hasn’t evolved.
Only when he descends into the Fallen Realm as a Fallen Regulator would he be able to access the true nature of the Fallen Realm.
Like entering dungeons, receiving Fallen Treasures and even looting mana stones and mana crystals.
The higher the grade, the more he earns on Earth by selling to the Regulator’s Association or even top guilds.
House Night, being one of the Great Houses of the First Generation, had taught its descendants survival tips in preparation for the Fallen Realm.
Lenny was seven years old when he learnt how to dissect an animal and carve out the at hidden.
He repeated the process with this Level 3 Common rank Apocalypse creature.
He dragged the remains into the darkness, away from the burnt bushes, since the flas would attract more Apocalypse creatures.
If it was another Common rank Apocalypse creature, then he would be calm.
But against a Wanderer is a death sentence.
Even a Level 1, Wanderer rank Apocalypse creature would easily decimate Lenny.
After all, there’s a vast difference between an Awakener and a Fallen Regulator.
Awakeners could simply draw out and utilize Mana from their Mana Cores but Fallen Regulators were different.
They stood at the peak of the supernatural realm.
They were beings who could destroy buildings with a single punch, faster than cheetahs, and could manipulate their Fallen Runes to the maximum degree.
Lenny could feel the restrictions.
He could only imagine one Fallen Rune and that recorded Rune expires after 24hours.
Lenny believed ascending into the status of a Fallen Regulator would grant him access to more Rune Slots or even more ti.
Making him stronger than ever.
But for now, he was stuck with a single Rune Slot, which ant imagining one Fallen Rune.
It was basically like copying a Rune but without needing to touch soone or see them perform it.
He could simply imagine it and it would manifest itself to him.
**
Lenny softly exhaled, and he created a miniature bonfire in the depths of the Dark Jungle.
Hidden in a corner and roasting the at of the Bull of Behovena, he was devouring the juicy at.
The flesh of Apocalypse creatures was not only good for humans to eat, but their blood could be substituted for wine as well.
Apocalypse beasts have both sweet ats and delicious bloods as well, with both being healthy for human consumption.
Lenny dined and wined on the Bull of Behovena, spending minutes savouring the delicacy.
He smiled, "Mother was right, this is really good, I believe that crazy lady said she had hunted down a Level 5, Titan rank Apocalypse creature." He giggled.
Despite the smiles, his eyes failed to hide his sadness, recalling the old days when House Night still reigned.
He softly exhaled, shaking his head, "Well, there’s no need to reminisce, I have things to do." He encountered himself.
Lenny summoned the status window of the Fallen System.
The transparent crimson panel flickered before his eyes.
This was the twelfth ti he would be going through his information; this ti, he had another reason.
Lenny bit the soft lap of the Bull of Behovena, devouring its juicy at, he read "I received 3sp from killing that Level 3 Common rank Apocalypse creature"
"If I had killed a Level 3 Wanderer rank Apocalypse creature, I would have received ten tis and the sa goes to Night Walkers which would be a hundred tis"
"But well, it doesn’t matter," He folded his arms, "I’m still too weak for that, by the way." He shrugged.
His eyes narrowed, "Now let’s put this 3sp to a good use, I should elevate my stats accordingly" Lenny stated.
He went through his stats informations once again.
[Uploading Player’s Stats]
-Strength: 0.5
-Speed: 0.5
-Intelligence: 2.5 (Temporary)
-Mana: 3.5 (Temporary)
-Endurance: 0.5
Lenny breathed in deeply, "My battle against that Bull of Behovena showed why I need strength and speed"
"I could not even dare engage that creature in a direct attack; it would have wrecked ," He sighed.
"I should divide them into three, My Strength Stat, Speed Stat, and Endurance Stats all get 1 each," He stated.
[3sp has been spent]
In the Fallen Realm, SP(Soul Points) was the official currency which could be used to trade for other goods or services in Citadels governed by Great Houses.
It was the soul essence gotten in digits from those he slained. He could receive SP by also killing his fellow Awakeners as well.
Since he was trapped in this Dark Jungle until he completes his First Apocalypse, he had only one need for them.
To saturate his Stats as an Awakener.
Lenny let out a soft yawn, his stats information was updating.
[Updating Player’s Stats]
-Strength: 1.5
-Speed: 1.5
-Intelligence: 2.5(Temporary)
-Mana: 3.5(Temporary)
-Endurance: 1.5
Lenny smiled in satisfaction, after his Stats update was completed. He could feel his body growing stronger.
It felt extraordinary, slowly crossing the threshold into the supernatural realm.
Lenny felt he was on the right track, once he was done eating. He would need to explore again.
Or probably making a nest, a typical hiding spot to store whatever Apocalypse creature he defeated.
But he also wanted to quickly complete his First Apocalypse and return back to the human world.
As a Rank 1 Fallen Regulator.
Then, the Governnt would have no reason to keep him locked up in that cell.
But he would still be heavily monitored, the other Great Houses would still want to keep tabs on the last descendant of House Night.
He was an anomaly to them.
One who couldn’t be easily controlled due to his ntal instability, and his psychopathic diagnosis.
While eating, Lenny was drowned in his sea of thoughts, he was thinking about his First Apocalypse "I was sent here for a reason, but what reason is that?"
"Do I need to kill a certain Apocalypse creature or locate an ancient ruin hidden in this Dark Jungle?"
He scowled, gently scratching his busy hair "I really need a clue, what exactly must I do to complete this First Apocalypse?"
While he was flustered by the loads of thoughts that flooded his mind, he noticed sothing.
His heart skipped a beat, Lenny slightly tilted his head, his pupils shrank to pin size.
He felt it, true fear...
His senses were begging him, pleading with him to run as far away from where he was.
Sothing tyrannical was patrolling the dark expanse of the Unholy Jungle.
His body shuddered, he recognized this pressure "That.....that....that must be a Nightmare, what exactly is this godforsaken Dark Jungle?"
"Am I supposed to kill a Fallen Nightmare?"
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