Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89 Where It Hurts

Inside a dimly lit room, a lone figure could be seen sleeping on the bed. The room itself was devoid of any personal touches or decorations, giving it a stark and plain appearance.

The only sound breaking the silence was the steady ticking of a clock on the wall. As the clock's hands reached 4:30, the figure's eyes flickered open, as if programmed.

Atticus sat up, stretching and letting out a long, drawn-out yawn. After a moment, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, covering his mouth as he let out a smaller yawn.

However, he suddenly stopped, a sense of unease lingered in the back of his mind.

'Why do I have a bad feeling about today?' Atticus pondered for a moment. After some contemplation, he decided to dismiss the feeling and headed to the bathroom. He approached the wall-mounted mirror, toothbrush and toothpaste in hand, and began brushing his teeth.

As Atticus looked at his reflection, he couldn't help but admire the changes he had undergone over the past six months at the camp.

His physical transformation was evident to anyone who had known him before. He had experienced a noticeable growth spurt, gaining several inches in height.

His physique had become more defined, with his muscles noticeably firmer and compact. The crowning achievement was the emergence of chiseled six-pack abs adorning his stomach, a testament to the rigorous training he had undergone.

However, it wasn't just his body that had undergone a remarkable transformation. Atticus's face had become the epitome of male beauty. His features were finely chiseled, with a jawline that could cut through stone.

His piercing blue eyes seemed to hold a predatory gaze, like that of a fierce and determined hunter, giving him an aura of irresistible allure.

Atticus gave himself a smirk, revealing his pearly white teeth. "Damn, I'm handsome," he couldn't help but comment, letting out a chuckle as he continued brushing his teeth. Following his morning routine, he engaged in an hour of training.

After a few minutes, he left the training room, donning a casual outfit. "Let's see how much I've progressed," he thought and immediately muttered, "Status," causing a holographic interface to materialize in front of his face.

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Character Profile:

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Name: Atticus Ravenstein

Age: 10

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Attributes:

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Strength: 60

Agility: 63

Endurance: 70

Vitality: 66

Intelligence: 23

Perception: 9

Charm: 20

Will: 4

Level: Intermediate+

Talent: Mythical

Bloodline: Primordial Elemental Bloodline

- Level 2

- Fire: 17.1%

- Air: 16.5%

- Water: 14.3%

- Earth: 16%

Abilities:

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Innate Skills:

* Conceal [Potential: Mythical]

- The ability to conceal your level from anyone regardless of rank. You may choose what level you want to be shown.

- Current mastery: Mythical

Life Weapon Skills:

* Transcendent Slash: Godspeed Grace

Normal Skills:

* Arcane Barrier [Potential: Transcendent]

- Current Mastery: Intermediate+