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If someone else saw you scrolling through your status window, they might mistake you for a maiden in love. They would not be wrong, either. Your cheeks flush, your eyes sparkle, and your heart flutters as you read through everything presented to you. The last time you felt this excited was when you got eaten by a Supreme Cosmic Multiversal Overlord All-Devouring Dragon King a few centuries ago. While its stomach acids weren't enough to kill you, feeling actual pain for the first time in centuries banished your ennui for <span class="mu-i">months</span> on end.
By that point, even a black hole didn't make you feel pain.
In a world when no man could actually pin you down and make you feel weak and womanly, it was better than sex.
But that is far besides the point. All the boons that made you outright immune to real physical harm have been stripped away and your level has been reduced to 1. For sure, that same error you've been seeing for the past twenty thousand years on your skill list remains, but that represents things you know how to do rather than the abyss of strength that you had acquired. Skill are bounded by your attributes, and while a flat 100 across the board is absolutely <span class="mu-i">absurd</span> for someone at level 1...
Well, your previous attributes were millions of orders of magnitude greater. The difference between you and an ordinary level 1 might as well be a rounding error in comparison. Which means that some monsters on the first ten floors of the tower would actually make you work up a sweat... and ones from the next twenty could actually defeat you!
You doubt even going back to the top could kill you, though. Your race is marked as "Eternal". The [Eternity] boon has vanished, but looking closely at the details of your races tells you that if anything, it has become more inherent to you than it had been as a boon...
<span class="mu-s">Eternal: A race born from an error within the Astral Law that occurred when one tried to leave it all behind while bearing the indelible mark of eternity. The synthesis of humanity and eternity that occurred outside of the Astral Law, granting its bearer an immortality beyond immortality. Here's to the girl who left it all behind, may her passions burn with an overwhelming intensity.</span>
"Well that's a little..." your eyes narrow at the message.
Closing your status window, you take stock of your room again. On second glance, a number of things are out of place. Nothing appears to be missing, but Jenkins must have moved things around... your face immediately turns red, as that definitely means he saw your Incubus Horn. How foolish must you have been, to leave it out on cleaning day. Embarrassment swells in your cheeks and your gut, and you move to throw open your windows for some air.
Only to find that your view of the Silver District is gone. Why is your estate hanging about in the astral void?
>"JENKINS, WHAT THE FUCK?!"
>Jump out into your garden
>That means... there's strong monsters to fight!
>Write In
