BXBX NOVEL Chapter 33 Samantha Hall
\'Miss., it\'s time for your meal.\'
\'Miss., should I prepare some potions for your training?\'
\'Miss., Mr. Hall said, he won\'t be coming home for at least a month.\'
\'Miss., wake up, you\'re going to be late.\'
A woman with auburn long hair and brown eyes suddenly woke up from her dream as the night sky was filled with bright stars illuminating the world.
\'Even in dreams, I am being haunted,\' the woman thought as she sat up on her bed, unable to sleep again.
\'What time is it? 4 A.M? I guess it\'s not too early, I should exercise on the field.\'
She got up from her bed, and wear the attire from the \'Player\'s Physical Education\' classes.
…
Obelisk Field
Russell Moon, who routinely did physical training ever since encountering the Goddess of Night, suddenly stopped his running as she saw a woman with auburn long hair, and brown eyes, with body features seemed so ethereal.
\'My 33 year-old mentality is going to break! Look away!\' Russell lampooned.
As a person who reincarnated with inside his own unpublished novel, the only thing that kept him from looking to beautiful women within the Obelisk Academy was his mentality.
He started to run again, ignoring the woman who just came to the Obelisk Field.
\'I guess she hasn\'t do her hair yet.\'
It\'s problematic for a woman with long hair to run without tying her hair, and as an act of \'kindness\', he decided to remind her as he stopped on his tracks.
As the distance between them was not far, contrary to the Obelisk Field vastness, he came to the bench when she was seated, preparing before running.
"Not tying your hair would be a hassle." Russell said in a monotonous voice.
The woman who was tying her running shoes looked at him with an aloof expression, and came back to her business of tying her shoes, and as she started to run, she replied in a cold voice with her back facing him, "I know."
\'This… I\'m acting in kindness here!\'
There would come a time where interacting with the \'Main Characters\' would be inevitable, so Russell thought of taking an initiative, at least considering the woman\'s background.
\'Samantha Hall\' he thought as he looked at the woman tying her hair from being a mess to ponytail while running as he remain seated on the that could accommodate at least four people.
He started to run again to vent his emotions of getting a cold treatment, though he knew the personality of the Samantha; being subjected to it personally still felt like a sting.
\'Well, when I thought about it, antagonizing her would be the most stupid thing someone could do, so that\'s out of the question, heck, she\'s even stronger than Han Jiho! At least \'domain-wise\', but no use thinking about it right now.\'
…
"What are you doing?"
A frown on Samantha Hall\'s face was very evident as the man who is running right now seems like matching her pace intentionally, at least based on her perception.
At first, she didn\'t think about it, but as they\'re running along the way, she felt something was amiss.
"What do you mean? I\'m running."
The man, who\'s running beside her with at least estimately 1 meter distance with each other, replied in an innocently sounding tone, prompting Samantha to quicken her pace.
\'Of course, I can\'t catch up to that!\' Russell lampooned, he tried earlier to match Samantha\'s pace to compare himself with her, and it looked like the running earlier was like a jog to her.
With his amplified vision, he could clearly see her from afar, and with the curiosity filling his heart, he decided to do what he did to Han Jiho… to check her \'Status Window.\'
[Activating Skill: Gaze of the Abyss]
Name: Samantha Hall
Race: Human
Title:
[Slayer of Green]
[Inheritor of a Stigma - Locked]
Health Points: …
Mana Points: …
Stamina Points: …
Age: 16 (Earth Years)
Sex: Female Height: 169 cm
Planet: Earth
Rank: C
Profession: Swordsman, [Locked]
Constellation: [Invalid]
Stigma: Breaker of Impossibility [Locked]
Russell Moon stopped on his tracks as soon as he saw the information showed in the System regarding Samantha Hall\'s Status Window, and his thoughts came to a blank as he couldn\'t think of anything because something was different from what he know.
\'What in the world did just happen? That title [Inheritor of a Stigma], and the [Invalid] label on Constellation, it only mean one thing! A restriction to make a contract with any Constellation! Hold on, hold on!\'
He quickly run to a nearby bench, different from the one earlier to calm himself down to process the information he just saw.
\'I\'m familiar with the [Breaker of Impossibility], it would be her Unique Skill in the future, but why did it become a Stigma? What the hell happened to her supposed-to-be Constellation in the future!?\'
STIGMA
- Given to the \'Players\' that meet certain unknown requirements.
- It is the power of an \'Extinguished Star\' or \'Dead Constellation\'.
- Raising its level to the MAXIMUM will grant the [Inheritor of a Stigma] a complete ownership of the \'Extinguished Star\'s\' Authority.
Russell Moon remembered the information about a Stigma, it\'s the \'pre-mature\' power of a \'Dead Constellation\' during a \'certain war\' that happened in the distant past.
Each Constellation, especially those who \'Ascended\' has something called \'Luminous Heart\', where their power and fleeting consciousness was stored, but due to some reason, the Luminous Hearts of some extinguished stars were scattered across the \'Great Universe\', and given to certain beings no matter the race by meeting the unknown criteria, and depending on whose \'Authority\' it was from.
\'Did her supposed-to-be Constellation died? That can\'t be. Something was amiss. Crap, I should thoroughly check the history of 40 years thoroughly since Emergence. I reincarnated 16 years earlier prior to the Main Story, but I was treated like a kid, though right in a sense, at the same time, wrong. I haven\'t had the time to investigate such matters before due to limited resources, and family situation.\'
\'It would be better to check the Status Windows of the characters I\'ve written about, at least the main ones.\'
He couldn\'t help but sigh with the situation he\'s thrown into, he thought it\'s good that he only checked Han Jiho\'s Status Window on Student Welcoming Ceremony as he wouldn\'t know what reactions would he made if he checked everyone\'s information, and discovered that things were more than 360 degrees in deviation, completely out of place.
…
\'What happened to him?\'
\'He looked gloomy all of a sudden?\'
\'That\'s not my business though?\'
\'Should I fetch him a water?\'
\'Why would I do that?\'
\'Is he okay?\'
\'No, he\'s a weirdo.\'
Various thoughts flooded within Samantha\'s mind as she sat from a bench, not so far away from the man who\'s sitting on another bench looking in the air, probably the System notification.
Though people approaching her with various purpose were common as being a daughter of the number one \'Player\' in Human Domain, Artorious Hall, her father.
She was used to the gazes of other people, whether in contained admiration or envy, she didn\'t care, as her emotion were molded to coldness due to her environment; being alone most of the time, with only her butler, and two maids accompanying her, treating her like some noble while her father, as the Head of the Obelisk Organization, were busy most of the time, only getting home twice or thrice a month.
Samantha also became grateful for some reason about living in the \'dorm\', as she at least won\'t thought of waiting for her father to come to such a place. Though she wanted her butler and two maids to treat her casually, they were afraid that they\'ll get punished if her father was made known of such acts, resulting from them disobeying that simple request from her.
- Slap slap –
She slapped her cheeks gently to snap herself out of her thoughts as she grab a water-filled bottle inside her Dimensional Inventory as she approached the man sitting on the other bench.
\'Maybe I just wanted my father for affection, but at least let me do what I want inside this Academy,\' she inwardly said.
…
After pondering for a long time, having a psychological war within himself, Russell looked at the water-filled bottle in front of him, holding by the fair skin-colored hand.
"Water?" said Samantha Hall, as she offered her hand holding a water-filled bottle.
"Thanks." said Russell Moon, as he accepted her good gesture.
\'I guess breaking the plot wouldn\'t be a bad thing, after all.\' he jokingly thought.