Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40: Perception

Following the peculiar sensation in his mind, Atticus realized that the newfound information consisted of memories from the previous wielders of the sword. The trove of knowledge was vast, yet he discerned that, for the time being, he could access only the initial skill—Transcendent Slash: Godspeed Grace.

"I can sense the Katana's emotions. It's... excited?" With the bond established, Atticus could perceive the sword's sentiments. It resembled a young child, its emotions simple and straightforward.

Atticus drew the katana from its sheath and swung it a few times. He could sense the sword's growing excitement with each movement.

"Alright, alright, take it easy. I'll use you properly later, I promise," Atticus reassured. The katana's initial excitement subsided, giving way to a tinge of sadness. Atticus could only offer a wry smile. "Seems like I'll be babysitting for a bit," he remarked with a chuckle.

'I should check what changed,' Atticus felt something change within him, when he was fighting the man inside the katana. It felt like his perception changed, granting him the ability to discern even the most minute details. Time appeared to stretch, allowing him to perceive subtle changes as if the world around him had slowed down.

"Status" he called out, and an holographic screen materialized infront of him;

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Character Profile:

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Name: Atticus Ravenstein

Age: 9

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Attributes:

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Strength: 40

Agility: 45

Endurance: 50

Vitality: 49

Intelligence: 20

Perception: 5 New!

Charm: 16

Level: Intermediate

Talent: Mythical

Bloodline: Primordial Elemental Bloodline

- Level 1

- Fire: 79.4%

- Air: 82%

- Water: 76.7%

- Earth: 77.7%

Abilities:

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Innate Skills: _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

After searching for a while he settled on one.

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Arcane Barrier [Potential: Transcendent]- This art harnesses the power of one's mana to form an impenetrable defensive barrier. It allows the user to block incoming threats, utilizing the strength and resilience of their mana to shield themselves from harm. The strength of the barrier is directly related to the amount that the user's mana source can provide.

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Satisfied with his choice, he touched the art and had the knowledge transferred to his mind. He experienced the same peculiar feeling in his mind, after a few seconds the book turned to dust.

Atticus then retraced his steps, returning to the platform. As he stood there, his body became enveloped in light, and he disappeared.

Back in the basement, Atticus reappeared to find Avalon gazing at him, a mixture of surprise and astonishment etched on his face. "You got it? How?" Avalon's incredulous question hung in the air.

Atticus, a smile played on his lips as he realized what Avalon was talking about, he responded, "I was lucky."

"Hahahaha" Avalon's laughter rang out, a proud and familiar sound that resonated within the confines of the room. "That's my son," he chuckled warmly.

But then, a sudden seriousness colored his expression as he fixed his gaze upon Atticus. "Son, don't tell anyone about that sword. No one," his words carried a weighty caution, underscoring the importance of secrecy.

Atticus maintained a serious countenance as he nodded.

With their shared moment in the basement drawing to a close, they departed, leaving the dimly lit confines behind.

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Atop the grand expanse of Ravenstein's mansion, a solitary figure held a position of contemplation. A shock of white hair crowned his head, while a scar etched a rugged path across his face, a testament to battles long fought.

Yet, an enchanting anomaly played out before any watchful gaze – this man, Magus Ravenstein, seemingly defied gravity itself. Suspended above the ground, his form exuded an aura of otherworldly power.

In the midst of his ethereal meditation, Magus Ravenstein's eyes flickered open. A knowing smile graced his features, an expression that spoke of anticipation realized. "He got one! Hahaha. Finally, the Ravensteins can rise!" his triumphant declaration echoed, a manifestation of long-awaited success.