Bro, I'm not an Undead!

[ Supreme Skill ]

[ Flesh It Like You Mean It | Lv. 1 ]

-A complementary skill for the Lifeless Evolution Package-

The user is able to gain a flesh body that is masked from most types of detection magic. While it does compromise the user's racial abilities, it offers much more in exchange. The greater the level the more realistic the body.

Mana Requirements: None.

Duration: 24 hours.

Cooldown: 3 hours.

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Skullius remained silent for a moment as he looked at the new status screen.

[Congratulations, you have cast 'Flesh It Like You Mean It' for the first time. You will temporarily enjoy the perks of being 'human' and with an increase in your level, many more benefits will be unlocked. This is a complementary bonus to 'Lifeless Evolution' offered by Serenity for your convenience]

[Please note that additional sensations are currently disabled from your new body]

Skullius trembled as he looked at himself. The sensation from his eyes was different and his bones were coated with flesh and warm ivory coloured skin.

Under his robes, a standard body which was neither fat nor thin, muscular or otherwise, replaced his foggy grey skeleton.

His height was reduced to roughly one and a half meters, which made Skullius feel uncomfortable.

He might as well be called a midget.

His face, was were all the magic was at.

The blankest face imaginable was at the front of his head.

There were no distinctive features.

Standard looking grey eyes, a nose and a mouth were the only things visible, making him look like a solid drawing instead.

Short, light auburn hair could be seen on his head, completing the look of an overly generic human being.

"This... Skullius stammered as he looked at his hands..."

[Apostle 'Red Rage' ha—

BOOM!

The trunk Skullius was hiding behind was shattered by a powerful force of mana!

Skullius took a few steps back, shocked at the power and amazed that he wasn't blown away.

The hairs on his skin rose, being somewhat sensitive to the mana, but his bones were what reacted the most.

Torn between the shock of his new body and the attack that came from behind, Skullius froze.

On the other hand, Eobald who had just now cast a wisp of his mana after sensing a peculiar activation of energy from Skullius, was dumbfounded when he saw Skullius.

"You!"

Eobald's voice travelled to Skullius with a burst of mana within it and shook him out of his reverie.

Skullius promptly looked at Eobald, quivering.

"Come here...!"

Skullius began walking over to Eobald obediently. The closer he got, the more he sensed the powerful mana he exuded.

Soon, he was merely two meters before the man who coughed up blood and glared at him, his eyes shining dangerously.

"Even in my current state... I can notice something fishy when I feel it... What are you..?!" Eobald growled with a face full of suspicion.

Skullius hesitated, gulping saliva for the first time.

There was a gnawing feeling hammering at his mind as if something was triggered with this transformation of his.

He looked at his panel and saw his race. He reserved his comments and responded to Eobald with a fear that made his chest rise and fall.

"I'm... I'm a ... I'm a Dis— I'm a human... Just like you..." Skullius answered nervously.

Eobald's eyes did not leave Skullius' face. There was confusion and apprehension.

"What's wrong with your face? You look... fake."

Skullius didn't know how to answer to that. What was he supposed to say in response?

[You are under the effect of the skill 'Appraisal']

An intricate wave of mana washed over him from head to toe.

Eobald was trying to find out what his hunch was telling him.

Because of his weakened state, he hadn't been able to properly sense what was in the range of his mana sense. It was only after he felt the strange weaving of energy that he forced himself to seriously investigate.

Now, his skill [Appraisal] wasn't catching anything strange about this guy!

Was he wrong?

"What's a level 1 doing here anyway? You're weaker than any adventurer I've seen in my life. How did you survive in this forest?" Eobald asked suspiciously.

Skullius began to sweat, as it was something he could do now.

It was strange indeed, especially when he saw his own stats. No one would simply believe that he was KOing all the powerful creatures he came across.

"Luck... I guess," Skullius replied with a semi-cheeky smile that showed the doubt in his own words. A heavy doubt.

Eobald frowned, not buying the excuse one bit.

Unfortunately...

His body jerked as he coughed up blood.

'Dammit! I just caused myself more damage.' Eobald thought. 'I have no other choice. I wanted a miracle, here it is. Might as well use it.'

"Listen closely."

Eobald pulled out a silver object. It was circular and it fit within the palm of his hands. Circular rings could be seen on its surface, with texts inscribed that were incomprehensible.

He motioned for Skullius to come closer, the Discount Human doing so.

Eobald handed the silver object to Skullius and muttered something while holding his hand.

Skullius felt a faint trace of mana flow into the circular object that he held and then into his body before it clutched onto something deep within him!

[??? has been bound to you]

When Eobald was finished, he took in deep breaths as he once again felt that with each excessive use of his mana, his body sustained more damage.

"This is a Key to a certain labyrinth where a special legacy is being kept. My enemies want this Key but I have bound it to you. If they kill you, it will be destroyed. Run away as far as you can before they find you and keep the Key safe. Do not let them have it! Do you understand?"

Skullius slowly nodded after hearing Eobald's words.

Eobald nodded and pulled out more staff; a short scroll and a crest. He also took his sword and gave it to Skullius.

"The scroll can be used to teleport to any of the known cities depending on how far they are. Mana also determines where you'll appear. As for that crest..." Eobald paused and pointed at the crest that was shaped like a very thin red hand,"... Find the Green Neolists and tell them that... 'They are on to us'..."

Blood began dripping from Eobald's eyes, his skin beginning to turn into a nasty shade of purplish red.

"As for the sword, keep it. I hope you use it well."

Skullius was overwhelmed by all this information.

It was a lot to take in for a skeleton who had spent centuries in the confines of the mines of Deadmanland.

He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.

"I'm counting on you..." Eobald said with a light smile. "Now... please do me a favour. I'd rather perish by the hands of a fellow human than those of a... beast...ugh... May the strength that leaves my body, serve you well."

A solemn smile bloomed on Skullius' face immediately.

He unsheathed the sword he had been given and walked drew closer to Eobald.

He wore a humble expression and tenderly handled Eobald's shoulder, looking him in the eye with a dignified nod of his head.

"I thought you'd never ask. It would be my honour," Skullius said with the purest voice he could muster.

TCH!

The mirror like sword of Eobald penetrated his heart, the man being assaulted by it gasping as he breathed out slowly, life leaving his body.

Skullius grinned.

'Atrocious luck, who?'

[You have killed a Higher level existence, LV15 Human. You have gained experience]

[Calculating Exp...]

[250,000 Exp awarded]

[Would you like to appoint Exp to 'Null Lifeform (Boneman) or 'Discount Human'?]