Percy Jackson: As a Gamer In This Dark World

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"Last one." I said as the child suddenly dropped his dagger and started to run for it as I sighed and looked down to see another dagger on the ground.

I just slowly reached down to grab the dagger as I flipped it in my hand a few times.

I then raised it above my head and threw it with deadly accuracy as the dagger flew through the air and hit the last child right in the back of the head.

He was dead before he even hit the ground as he collapsed forward and rolled a few feet.

[Ding! New form of swordplay has been obtained!]

[Swordplay Style: Throwing lv-1 (0%)

This swordplay is not normally used in this world other than assassins of thieves. Enables user to throw daggers, needles, or any sword with deadly accuracy.

5% more accurate when using throwing weapons. (5% more each level)

2.5% more chance to hit a critical area when using throwing weapons. (2.5% more each level)

Ding! [New skill has been obtained!]

Skill: Critical Strike lv-1 (0%)

Increase damage for strikes that land on critical regions of enemy. Also increase chances of obtaining random critical strikes on non-critical regions.

100% more damage when landing a critical strike. (100% more each level)

.5% more chance to get a random critical area. (.5% more each level) ]

I didn't even pay attention to these as I looked over the bodies of the children. I knew I should feel disgusted and should be throwing up but I couldn't.

I couldn't bring myself to be disgusted because that would make me weak. That would heighten the chance of me dying so I did no such thing. An emotionless wall was the preferred emotion I was going for.

"I guess this makes me the winner." I said silently as I dropped the rusty sword and as the guards parted a way in their ring around me. However just as I reached the door I heard a voice.

"Boy what is your name?" Asked Gabe as I laughed lightly to myself.

"Perseus, it means destroyer in a different language." I said as Gabe began to chuckle like a mad man as I left the arena. You could say this was the beginning of the slaughter that I would take place in every day for the next six years.

FLASHBACK END:

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That brings me to today. Over the next 6 years I didn't stop fighting for a single day. Some days like holidays were the worst, they would force me to fight monsters capture in the forests and local dungeon.

Most ranged from lv-50 to lv-60 which for my lv-10 self was too much most of the time I got heavily injured but I managed to kill them.

Still that day after I was forced to fight and fight. No matter my injuries I was forced to fight so I started to take care of myself.

Thanks to my privilege I was given bandages and low grade medical plants that cost nearly 100 times less than a HP potion.

This got me the very effective Job of [Medic] which basically saved my ass a couple times. Still every day injuries or not I fought and fought.

I fought ten twenty or even thirty people at once, all of them were branded and I knew each one I killed helped Gabe become stronger. I even fought otherpeople's sacrifices, like a pet facing another pet.

Still I killed and killed soon tens of people turned into hundreds soon hundreds turned into thousands and soon tens of thousands turned into a hundred thousand.

Blood ran through my fingers thicker than most soldiers on the battlefields or adventures running in the dungeons.

I killed and killed yet I remained monotone about it all, no sad emotions sprouted in me as I did this. It was for survival so why would I be sad?

Yet as I killed my level continued to grow and grow. Self-made quests to kill, killing monsters, killing people, even quests given to me by Gabe to pleasure women that wanted a night with me.

To me all it transferred to XP so I did it and I didn't care about the rest, my mission was to become strong so I did.

My [Greek swordplay] skill helped a lot when I was in a pinch with monsters that were higher level than me. But other than that I was forced to use my [Medieval Swordplay] to kill so I could raise it.

With my mindset and constant battle I grew more and more powerful eventually my level stopped growing at an excessive pace.

And started to level out even with my XP bonuses at a point I was even looking forward to monster battles yet they were always the same monsters so it got boring.

Yet because of my constant battling I acquired two new jobs as well. [Barbarian] and [Warrior] were my new classes that came along with [Medic], these jobs came along in the first week of being in this arena.

But with these Jobs it allowed me to simply keep my skill points and not spend them, because I knew if I was to break out of this place I would need a massive boost in power so I kept my skill points along with my bonus points.

Unfortunately last week I was given a quest to satisfy one of the wives of Gabe's friends. I basically told him to go fuck himself since the women was ugly as fuck, I mean female swamp monster ugly. Afterwards I was punished by a couple hours of and forced to fight a nasty monster.

This monster came from 50th floor of the dungeon and was at least lv-150 probably even higher. Something like that was more dangerous than anything I had ever faced.

In face the strongest I had ever faced as an lv-75 Fire Ape and barely made it out alive and that was a week ago. When I killed it I managed to level up after about 4 months of not leveling up.

With that level up my stats looked like this.

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