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Chapter 3 - Dungeon and Desires, Ch 3

[List of Owned Traits]

[List of Owned Skills]

The lists lay bare before me, a catalog of my current strengths and abilities. I scanned them with an eager eye, my mind racing with the possibilities that lay ahead.

As I gazed upon the screen, a total of seven menu windows stared back at me, each one beckoning to be explored.

My plan was to methodically navigate through each one, uncovering the secrets that lay within.

The first few windows, including attributes and skills, were barren and devoid of any information.

It seemed that I was starting from a blank slate, with no default attributes or skills to speak of.

My attention then shifted to the inventory list, which boasted a meager three slots.

However, even these were empty, leaving me with a sense of puzzlement. As I scrutinized the vacant slots, a nagging feeling began to creep over me, like a whisper in the back of my mind. Something didn't feel quite right.

"...This is really unbelievable," I muttered to myself, my voice laced with incredulity.

With a spark of hope, I reached for the water bottle that sat beside the blanket, its presence a reminder of the mundane world that existed beyond the confines of the screen.

I lifted it up, my eyes fixed on the screen as I brought the bottle closer, a sense of trepidation building within me. What would happen next? Would the screen respond to the presence of the water bottle, or would it remain indifferent? I held my breath, poised on the cusp of discovery.

As I stood there, transfixed by the screen, the water bottle was suddenly sucked into its digital realm, leaving me staring at the empty space where it once sat. In an instant, an image of the water bottle materialized in one of the vacant slots, its digital representation eerily identical to its real-life counterpart.

A wave of excitement washed over me, and I couldn't help but utter a whispered exclamation, "Wow... My ability seems incredible." The sheer ease with which I could manipulate objects was a marvel to behold. With a natural instinct, I double-clicked the water bottle's image on the screen, and to my delight, it effortlessly emerged from the digital realm, returning to the physical world.

With a satisfied smile, I carefully placed the water bottle, iron sword, and tracksuit into the mysterious inventory, feeling a sense of liberation wash over me.

As a student of the Hunter Department, I was no stranger to the rigors of practical training, where we would often engage in battles against low-level monsters like goblins. The burden of carrying these items to and from the university had long been a source of frustration for me, especially as a non-ability user. The iron sword, in particular, was a prized possession, valued at over 700,000 won, and I couldn't risk leaving it unattended at the university, where it might fall prey to theft.

But now, with this newfound ability, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. "Now I can go to school lightly," I mused, the thought filling me with a sense of freedom and possibility.

Just then, a box with a question mark appeared on the screen, beckoning me to participate in a random draw.

The rules were simple: I could attempt one draw with a single point.

But then, a tantalizing offer flashed before my eyes:

[First-time offer: Free Draws (x3)]

The prospect of exploring this mysterious system further was too enticing to resist.

A wave of excitement washed over me, and I couldn't help but let out a grateful exclamation. "Damn, I'm so grateful." My fingers moved with an unbridled eagerness, pressing the random box without hesitation, and the draw began.

I'd never been one for restraint.

When faced with something like this, I always dove headfirst, allowing my curiosity to guide me. The thrill of the unknown was too enticing to resist.

The box on the screen began to shake, emitting a radiant glow that seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. A round object emerged from it, and my eyes widened with anticipation.

The words "Summoner" flashed before me, followed by a brief description:

[All stats increased by 1]

I furrowed my brow, unsure of what to make of it.

"Is this a good item?" I wondered aloud.

Since I had no idea what would come out of the box, I couldn't tell if it was a valuable prize or a worthless trinket.

My fingers instinctively clicked on the screen, seeking more information.

A message flashed before me: "Inventory is full. It will be automatically converted to cash." I blinked, taken aback by the sudden development.

As I looked down, a round pill popped out of my smartphone, and I picked it up, examining it from all angles. At first glance, it resembled a black pill, its color eerily similar to that of rabbit droppings. I turned it over in my hand, studying it with a mixture of fascination and trepidation. What was this mysterious object, and what secrets did it hold?

I let out a soft hum, a mixture of resignation and determination, as I gazed at the summoning pill in my hand.

"I'll just eat it," I muttered to myself, a hint of resolve creeping into my voice. "It's my ability, after all." The words were a reminder that this was a part of who I was, a part of what I could do.

Without further hesitation, I popped the pill into my mouth, the smooth surface gliding effortlessly across my tongue. The moment it touched my taste buds, it began to dissolve, its essence spreading through my mouth like a gentle breeze on a summer day.

A shiver coursed through my body, a sudden jolt of energy that left me feeling refreshed and revitalized. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, and I could feel the fatigue melting away, replaced by a newfound sense of vitality.

I quickly checked my stats, my eyes scanning the familiar numbers with a sense of anticipation. And there it was – each of my stats had increased by 1, a small but welcome boost to my abilities.

[Han Grayson]

[Level: 1]

Strength: 5

Stamina: 3

Agility: 4

Intelligence: 2

Vitality: 8

A satisfied smile crept onto my face as I gazed at the updated numbers. "Oh, nice," I murmured, a sense of satisfaction washing over me. "Then, next draw."

I reached out, my hand hovering over the next item, a sense of anticipation building within me. And then, I saw it – the White Wrist Guard.

[Masturbation will make you feel even better.]

My face fell, a wave of disappointment washing over me. "Shit," I muttered, the word tumbling out of my mouth like a curse. I was certain – this was a dud, a useless item that would do me no good. The frustration was palpable, a bitter taste that lingered on my tongue.

With a flick of my wrist, I sent the wrist guard flying across the room, its metallic form clattering against the wall as it fell to the ground. The sound echoed through the space, a hollow reverberation that seemed to underscore my frustration.

With a sense of trepidation, I initiated the final draw. The air seemed to vibrate with anticipation as I waited for the outcome.

And then, it happened.

[You have acquired the skill, Complete Recovery!]

The words flashed before my eyes, a digital declaration that seemed to leap off the screen.

I stared at the description, my mind racing with the implications.

[Complete Recovery Lv.1]

[All status ailments are removed, and wounds are healed]

[Cooldown: 24 hours]

As I read the words, a surge of excitement coursed through my veins. The method of using the skill suddenly materialized in my mind, as if the knowledge had been waiting in the wings, ready to be unleashed.

I took a moment to consider the possibilities, weighing the potential benefits and drawbacks. And then, with a sense of reckless abandon, I decided to take the plunge.

The method was deceptively simple. All I had to do was think about using the skill, focus my mind on the desired outcome.

I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. "Complete Recovery!" I declared, my voice firm and resolute. The words seemed to hang in the air, a tangible manifestation of my intent.

As I gazed down at my body, I was met with an unassuming sight - no radiant auras, no shimmering lights, no dramatic effects like those found in a game. Yet, a closer inspection revealed subtle, yet undeniable changes.

I couldn't help but marvel at the transformation. "All the scars on my body have vanished..."

My eyes wandered to the spot above my navel, where a small burn mark had once resided. It was now nothing more than a smooth expanse of skin. The calf that had borne the mark of a mosquito bite turned scar was similarly unblemished. Even the acne scars that had once pockmarked my face had disappeared, leaving behind a flawless complexion.

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