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Name: Mars

Age: 0 (vessel 5220)

Race: Half-dragon human

t.i.tles: [Living G.o.d of energy] [Conquer of Salen] [Tyrant King] [5000 year prisoner]

Cla.s.s: [Energy]

Cla.s.s level: 1

Status points:

Strength [195/1000] Const.i.tution [376/1200] Dexterity [354/1500]

Intelligence [432/600] Wisdom [394/900] Charisma [1/10]

Active skills: [Dragon-flame magic lv 5] [Swordsmans.h.i.+p lv 4]

Cla.s.s skills: [Energy: absorption] [Energy storage: 72/100] [Energy: discharge] [Energy: upgrade shop]

Pa.s.sive skills: [Fire resist lv 15] [Commanding lv 3] [Mental reinforcement lv 5] [Pain resist lv 3]

looking at his total status points having doped to 1752 Mars felt some pressure as it now took less then 9 hours for him to 'die' due to his lower const.i.tution status, he looked at the currently dark side of Alfan

"well i guess making a total shot in the dark would be a bad idea, as i could land in the middle of an ocean"

deciding to delay his prison break until he could see the surface Mars asked Info to pa.s.s some time

"Info what kind of races are there in Alfan?"

[the most common intelligent race of Alfan is the race of humans known to inhabit giant empires, republics and kingdoms all over Alfan, flowed closely by the race of beastmen that looks like humans mixed various animal parts such as ears, tails, fur and or claws, in some places of Alfan is beastmen considered a 'lower' race by humans and hunted down, while in other places they coexist with the human race peacefully.

the forests of Alfan are mostly home to elfs of different kinds known for their long eras and slender builds they have a vastly lower overall population than humans and beastmen while being blessed with a long lifespan, as they are mostly isolationist they have very little friendly contact with humans and beastmen.]

[the wast wasteland and desserts of Alfan are mostly home to the demon race, known for their dark almost ash-grey skin color, horns and red eyes they live in spars tribes and is often in a hostile relations.h.i.+p with all other races.]

"what about my race, the half dragon race?"

[half dragon are the result of a dragon and an other race mating, resulting in a offspring looking most like the non dragon parents race, having a long lifespan as well as the ability to undergo a half dragon transformation dramatically increasing combat effectiveness by growing claws, horns and

scale spikes on elbows and knees as well as raising sensitivity of all senses, but as the total population of the half dragon race is under 1 thousand in the entirety of Alfan they are mostly accepted as a myth among the other races]

getting exited by the epic description given by Info Mars asked in a slightly shaking voice

"...so i can transform?"

[no] falling over in disappointment Mars stated to spin admits the debris in the low gravity and asked by reflex after a few seconds

"...why not?"

[the metal collar sealed around the host neck is engraved with a dragon sealing formation and a metabolism suppression formation]

"well if 'they' went though all the headache of sealing this vessel in orbit, then this collar seems like a minor thing... is there also a magic formation on the sphere?"

[yes]

"what dose that do?"

[the magic formation on the sphere coverts sunlight from the outside and carbon dioxide from the inside of the sphere to oxygen creating a breathable atmosphere inside the sphere, but this formation seems to have burnt out or malfunctioned sometime during the last 100 years] feeling amazement at all the trouble 'they' went through to torture the former living G.o.d of war Mars asked Info after a moment

"...could i repair the formation somehow?"

[no, even if host had the materials to repair it the information on this kind of ancient trans.m.u.tation formation have been sealed by the administrator so i would be unable to help]

"well that was a long shot anyway so don't mind it"

noticing the sun starting to peek out behind Alfan Mars stated to melt a hole in his prison with his flame while he asked Info

"any reconfirmations on where i should land on Alfan?"

[no, as long as host survives the reentry and impact with Alfan anywhere should be fine]

"...okay then"

less than 3 hours later a hole had been melted in the sphere and Mars was currently holding the edge of the newly made hole while kneeling down on the outside of the sphere looking down on Alfan looking for a target to aim at

"at least the view is nice... how are my chances of survival Info?"

[no more then 30%]

"...well i guess i get to try something no as never done before"

[yes]

having set his sights on a central continent Mars tried to clam down while asking Info

"how do i use the [Energy: discharge] skill?"

[host needs to mentally specify what kind of energy to use, where on the body to discharge it and how many units of energy to use]

"...well then lets do this, if i die it has been nice to know you Info"

trying his best to keep clam Mars activated the [Energy: discharge] cla.s.s skill for the first time, deciding to use 50 units of kinetic energy on the bottom of his feet

"GO!"

being launched of the sphere prison he quickly regretted underestimating the power of his own cla.s.s skill as he felt the backlash of the skill breaking all the bones in his legs and lower body, pain flooding his senses Mars girted his teeth

[host lethal damage detected random status point decreasing]

"yeah i felt that one too!"

being hurled though s.p.a.ce Mars stated to spin due to his uneven set off point, catching a gimps of his former prison while he span around him self Mars was astonished of the power of his cla.s.s skill seeing as the sphere was almost completely crushed flat and being hurled off in the opposite direction

"s.h.i.+t that is some power"

after spinning around himself for a few more seconds Mars stated to feel the gravity of Alfan pull him down towards the surface, as he quickly entered the upper atmosphere relaxing a bit seeing as he didn't completely miss Alfan Mars was a little relived

"this is going better then expected"

[host please don't lose focus the worst is still to come]

"...you are right"

regaining focus thanks to Info Mars gradually stopped spinning as his clothes stated to burn and his metal collar started to melt because of friction with the air until he felt a major pain in his neck

"**** that hurts!"

the formation on the collar detecting an attempt at removal responded with sending blades into his neck

[host lethal damage detected random status point decreasing]

"s.h.i.+t GET OFF!"

Mars feeling as he would be decapitated by the collar stated desperately try to tear it off his neck

[host lethal damage detected random status point decreasing]

reminded by Info that he had 'died' once more Mars turned to drastic measures

"****! I AM NOT GOING TO DIE TO YOU PIECE OF s.h.i.+T SCARP METAL!"

putting both hands on the collar Mars activated the [Energy: discharge] skill with the last of his stored energy, less then a second latter a loud bang was heard as the collar exploded, feeling the pain of the kinetic energy also breaking his skull and fracturing most of his spine Mars blacked out for a few seconds

[host lethal damage detected random status point decreasing]

wakening up to clouds rapidly pa.s.sing by him Mars spreed out his body as much as possible to stop spinning and to decrees his speed while he looked down at the rapidly approaching green terrain girting his teeth he confirmed his landing zone

"looks like forest"

a few seconds later he hit one of the highest trees slowing his speed a bit before he crashed into the ground sending out a loud shock wave that toppled all trees within 100 meters

[host lethal damage detected random status point decreasing, [Energy storage] cla.s.s skill over capacity decreasing all status points]

pain flooded his senses as all the bones and organs in his body was crushed Mars still barely alive pa.s.sed out from pain as Info spoke

[message form the administrator, t.i.tle [Man that fell form the sky] received]