The smith gamer - Chapter 9 - Acrylix - Percy Jackson and the Olympians (2024)

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I was standing in a vast desert, surrounded by golden sands in every direction, shifting with the wind like the tides of the ocean. A malevolent voice spoke from everywhere and nowhere all at once, “Puny hero, you are not supposed to be here”, the voice was carried by the wind and echoed off the dunes, “Your existence throws all my plans out of balance… you are different from the other brats… Stay out of the way of my plans or I shall destroy you, puny child

I could see a massive hand raising from the sand and coming closer and closer, about to crush me against the shifting ground below me before I woke with a start.

[Slept in a bed, restored 100% HP and MP and removed any negative status conditions]

“Kronos knows about me”, I muttered to myself, afraid of what that could mean. One thing was for sure I had to stay away as far as possible from Luke, I didn’t want a pit scorpion piercing my body, like he would do to Percy in about a year from now, if I hadn’t screwed the timeline just by existing.

I had to get stronger and fast.

I spent that day and the following days practicing my crafting and my swordsmanship, as well as my bowmanship. By the end of this week of training non stop, my craft had risen 10 times, my swordfighting had leveled up 15 times and my bowmanship had leveled up 5 times. My other skills also leveled up some more than others. In that week, I also gave Mr D another bottle of wine. But my grind couldn’t continue undisturbed, for it was my birthday, the august 1st.

On the day of my birthday, I was sitting in my underground room, reading one of the books I had borrowed from the athena cabin when I decided that was enough studying and I went upstairs, by clicking the button on my console, which rose the bed above ground, only to be met with my entire cabin, smiling at me happily, “Happy birthday Ors!”, they chorused and I was reminded of my birthday, which I had forgotten was today. Without sleeping, it became difficult to keep track of time.

After everyone had hugged the life out of me and presented me with gifts(mostly weapons or little automatons), I noticed a system notification.

[Congratulations! You are officially one year older]

[As a gift you will be given three levels and one skill book ‘Mist manipulation’]

Immediately, power surged through my body and within my inventory, it appeared, my first skill book and such a useful skill too. The mist was a force in this world which concealed the supernatural and could be used by those with divine blood to play with the senses of those around them. I excused myself to the toilet and took out the skill book.

[Skill book detected]

[Mist manipulation]

[Requirements: Mind 15, Charm 15]

Seeing the requirements, I used five of my status points to raise my charm to 15 and touched the skill book again.

[Skill book detected]

[Mist manipulation]

[Requirements met]

[Do you wish to learn this skill?]

[Y/N]

“Of course I want to learn the skill, yes”

[Skill: Mist manipulation learned]

[Mist manipulation(1/100): The ability to shape the mist in subtle ways as to fool the senses of those clouded in the mist]

Immediately knowledge of how to shape the mist appeared in my mind and I knew how to twist the perception of most mortals just a slight bit. Not enough to make someone believe they know me(like thalia did back when they escorted the di angelo’s) but enough to disguise my weapon as something else in the mortal world, such as a walking stick or something of a similar sort.

I walked out of the bathroom and to the dining pavilion with my cabin. Seeing me there, Mr D groaned, “Listen up everyone, today it is the birthday of Ors Smith, son of Hephaestus, do with that as you want, I don’t really care. One mortal brats birthday is just as important as any other mortal brats birthday. Not important at all”

Everyone wished me a happy birthday and went on with their day.

“Hey seeing as it is your birthday, I wouldn’t mind if you excused yourself from our activities, I’ll just pretend I did not notice”, Beckendorf said with the same scowl that he wore every day all day.

“No thank you, I want to train”, I told him, “I want to be a great hero one day, can’t go slacking off just because it is my birthday”

“You are a real workaholic aren’t ya”, he grunted, “what, you want to start working in the night too? Ha, anyways, it is your choice so whatever”

We went straight into the forges, where I was working on my project from the previous day, a celestial bronze breastplate, which I would later paint orange in honor of my father. It didn’t take long for me to sink into hyperfocus on my craft. I managed to finish my breastplate before lunch. So, after we ate, it was straight back into the forges, to enchant the breastplate, with camouflage, blunt damage resistance, mist cloaking(making it look like a leather jacket to mortals), heat and cold resistance, acid proofing and a few other miscellaneous enchantments. By the end, it was done and carved with a multitude of greek words, channeling magic through the whole piece. I burned through quite a lot of monster spoils of war in creating the enchantments, so I would have to hunt in the forest for more. And that was exactly what I did the next day. Our activities that day only started at 2pm, so I spent the morning hunting monsters with my bow and arrow in the forest. In there, my bowmanship leveled up thrice. By the end of that, I had five hellhound fangs, three harpy claws and a few scales from various monsters, enough to finally enchant my sword. I now was confident enough in my ability to try and add onto the enchantments on the sword, such as ever sharpness, enhanced durability and so on and so forth.

What I planned on adding to the sword was an lightning enchantment, much like clarisse’s spear and a fire enchantment, both of which I hoped to be able to turn on and off again. The enchantment process was pretty straight forward, just channeling magic and monster spoils of war onto the blade using inscriptions. The electricity enchantment went on there no problem but I noticed half way through the fire enchantment that there wasn’t enough place on the blade to enchant it with fire, so I turned the enchantment from fire, to the returning enchantment, much like riptide. That enchantment still fit onto the blade, so I was happy with that.

Sitting in the dining pavilion for dinner, I checked my stats.

“Status”

Name: Ors Smith

Race: Greek Demigod(half-blood)

Class: Gamer; Son of Hephaestus

Age: 11

Lvl:10

HP((Str+Con)*10): 640/640

MP((Mind+Charm+Mind)*5): 225/225

Attributes(Average mortal 10):
-Strength: 33

-Constitution: 31

-Mind: 15

-Dexterity: 17

-Charm: 15

Points: 10

Class skills:
-Gamers body(MAX): Allows the user to live their life as if it were a videogame. The user doesn’t need to sleep, eat or drink to continue existing, sleeping in a bed removes all negative status effects and restores hp and mp

-Gamers mind(MAX): Allows the user to remain calm and collected at all times, immune to mental status effects such as memory alteration and fear

-Observe(17/100): Allows the user to gain information on things, people and monsters by simply thinking ‘Observe’. The higher the level difference, the less information is shown. Higher levels in observe show more info. doesn’t use MP upon use

-Swordfighting(35/100): The ability to swing a sword in combat

-Crafting(44/100): The art of creating something, be that a shield, some armor, a weapon or a clock

-Ferrokinesis(15/100): The ability to control and summon metal/gems with your mind, this can be used to manipulate anything made out of metal. Consumes MP upon use

-Technokinesis(21/100): The ability to manipulate technology. Consumes MP upon use

-Battle instinct(MAX): Your body and mind are wired for battle, also known as ADHD

-Greek mind(MAX): Your mind is wired to read ancient greek. Dyslexia for all non-greek languages

-Bowmanship(14/100): The ability to aim and fire arrows in and out of combat

Other skills:

-Mist manipulation(1/100): The ability to shape the mist in subtle ways as to fool the senses of those clouded in the mist

-English(speaking)(76/100)

-English(reading)(6/100)

-German(speaking)(65/100)

-German(reading)(3/100)

-Math(56/100)

-Running(36/100)

-Art(31/100)

-Science(31/100)

-Greek myths(53/100)

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