A look at the Present State of Things

  (You know who and it’s not Voldemort)

  ****Special thanks to Ingro for solving the mystery of the annoying space for me****

  I am staggered at all the high bonuses I immediately look at my stats and realize it is true…I am very powerful in most of my stats…though how much I can use that power is debatable as I am still limited by being in egg. To give an example, showing how over blown my stats are, I out of curiosity often asked people with I.D. cards about their stats, and if needed, flattered them into giving me the information.

  The average strength of a normal warrior is 50 mine is technically over 100; the average intelligence of a wizard is 200 mine is in the 6,000s their average mana is 800 mine is in the 8 thousands. For an even better picture, Hero said that his strength was over 1500 his attack over 800 and his mana was 10000, (mostly because of his highly expensive and greatly enchanted gear, and access to mana increasing mana pills)I believed him, but from my observation his intelligence was probably 5 and his wisdom 1 and he probably had very little defense because he relied completely on his Armor. There were many other examples but I won’t bother going into detail.

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  After studying my various skills for a while, I decide to equally divide the stat points into various stats such as intelligence, mana, wisdom, spirit, and shell defense…basically anything that doesn’t involve using the physical body. Although I am stronger by far than any human infant especially one unborn I am probably only average for a baby dragon.

  I decide to learn to use my body and get stronger the natural way (at least physically) one of the reasons I wanted to get stronger was not to be strong but because I enjoy the process of getting stronger, of training my body, and endlessly practicing. Besides I am already leaning towards staying in my egg for as long as possible and as I am just going to be floating in here, I have no need to have a strong body yet. After I put a lot of points into will power I revived a notification:

  I am happy about this. Although being affected by the lullaby was most convenient in the beginning it is now not very useful at this point in time. I decide, since it is now easy for me to think I should focus on ways to gain information to think about. Using my status window only got me so far as I could only use it on information it had on it…and as I was inside an egg I couldn’t use my identification skill either.

  I decide the best thing to do was to find a way to go outside my egg without actually going outside my egg…I use my mana manipulation skill and then focus on trying to fall asleep upon command by allowing the lullaby to affect me. After a while I succeed.

  I quickly bring up the skill

  I easily decided to dismiss all the windows I had pulled up in my small galaxy of stats, this was because I was completely and utterly exhausted by all my thinking and now that I had this skill I can relax and allow myself to sleep most of the time without feeling anxious or guilty because I can work while I am asleep. Once again I allow myself to drift…

  I decide when I wake up in the dream realm, that the first thing I should do is see what happened to everybody I knew after I died, I first try to visit my death site but find that even though it has been a while since my death (I am soon able to calculate from my observances it was about almost month) the aura of the demon lord is still there as well as the dungeons own aura and I am not yet skilled enough to see much inside. I realize since it hasn’t quite been a month and I don’t see an army camped outside the dungeon the army must have started to go home already.

  I eventually and easily find them, from their talk and their dirty and torn clothing they challenged the dungeon and almost failed it as well as loosing many lives but for some strange reason they are really happy…I eventually find out why, it seems that the demon lord did end up doing the trick that he mentioned. It was apparently creating a fake demon lord weak enough that even they could beat it…

  the leader of the army the paladin general, in fact is so proud of this achievement he has set the flashy crown that the “demon lord” had worn on his head on a silk pillow and is carrying it around wherever he goes. The demon lord that I knew, hadn’t been wearing anything on his head but his horns, but I bet as soon as hero sees the crown he will probably claim that he had seen the lord wear it and then claim that biggest of the reason I was able to take the demon lord on because he weakened him for me.

  When I get bored of watching the weary but happy army, I then go to spy on hero. He is currently on his estate in the main city overseeing the construction of the great statue of himself that he requested…I am a bit irritated to see that he already has picked out a new hero companion, he is a (ugly)expected and old(unexpected) retired adventurer who at least looks like he has a good head on his shoulders so I hope he can keep hero in check and wish him well in my heart. Hopefully unlike me Hero won’t get him killed on one of their missions.

  I lastly try to look at the pope, but the cathedral is so full of holy magic that I can’t see anything and that sly old man rarely goes out, mostly out of fear for assassins. I soon give up…I don’t really care about that old man much anyway. However I admit that I really want to know out of curiosity, if the so called “god” believed they succeeded and if so did they deliver on the promised immortality?

  I save my family for last. I was not unintelligent in my choices…I knew they often relied on the money I gave them…the money that I had earned by being a heroes companion. Supposedly the heroes guild is supposed to give restitution to the family of companions who die…but if you are not a noble they tend to forget such unimportant matters. (this was strange as most hero companions now a days were commoners)

  I had never trusted the society in anything, so while most of my income was sent back to my family I also put some of it aside…I would spend a little of this nest egg when I needed a new weapon and hadn’t found any in the dungeons that were to my liking but other than that rare purchase I had managed to save quite the amount.

  Soon after we as a Hero 'team' that we were to go on a dangerous mission. I enchanted an envelope to become an endless pocket and I put all the saved money inside of it along with a letter with my last goodbyes and well wishes…and then cast a powerful and complicated spell, I had invented on the spot, that would only activate upon my death.

  The envelope would attract people to it and manipulate them into moving it towards my family’s home…all with the strong desire to never open it…it would be passed down a line of person to person and occasionally even animals until it reached my parents…who were only a week or so from the city. I looked in on them…to my surprise they seemed to have already received my last gift and had used my money to purchase an inn of some kind, and were all of them busy serving customers, cooking food, or cleaning.

  On the surface they looked mostly happy and cheerful, and then to my painful sadness and strange selfish joy I noticed that most of them had red eyes indicating crying. Or in the case of my father and the brother closest in age to me bags under their eyes indicating lack of sleep, both signs of probably mourning. I feeling gratitude for their love for me in my past life wished them all well. I then came to the somewhat selfish decision to check on them now and then in my new life