Unchosen Champion

“You’re crazy, man.” Derek mumbled before yawning dramatically. He rubbed one of his knuckles against the bridge of his nose before shaking his head, as if he was disgruntled about being awake at all. It was obviously too early for him, though he had reappeared by the lighthouse in a surprising display of diligence.

Even Derek was working hard. He wasn’t sleepy because he had just woken up, but because he had been pulling an all-nighter to help make sure Coop’s progress wouldn’t have any unnecessary delays before transitioning into the mana well. Coop had enlisted all sorts of people into his personal restoration project, and Derek was meant to play an important role in clearing the way for the second phase of his plan. The duration of the first phase depended on Coop’s progress, so Derek needed to keep track to see if the Coral Forest would be ready for the Champion’s return.

The sun was still in the process of rising, with the air hanging onto some of the limited chill of the previous night. It helped that the majority of the island had been blanketed by the vaporous domain of Fog of War, but it was only a matter of time before the heat reclaimed its place, front and center in the tropical environment. The disconnected mists were rapidly fading in the morning light.

Coop didn’t bother acknowledging Derek, eagerly checking his own status after his first full day of grinding since his big reset. While he could sense that the results had been dramatic, there was something especially validating about seeing the system quantify his progress in numbers.

[Status]

HP - 19205/19205

MP - 2204/71820

Class - Revenant (Level 35)

Profession - Scavenging (Level 221)

Affinity - Spectral, Abyssal

Race - Human (Icon)

Faction - The Lighthouse