End Online: Volume 1
  The paw of a
wolf which the claws are still attached,
  can be used as
a weapon. It can not be repaired and
  is considered
to be of extremely low value.
    Weapon Type: Special/Slashing Attack: 2 - 5 physical
Durability: 11/15
Weight: 1.8 lbs
     
    “Did you just see that?
The way he kicked that wolf, someone needs to call animal protection. That was
just too cruel.”
    “I know, and he looks like
he’s enjoying it far too much.”
    I cried inside at hearing
the whispers of some of the players around me. I’m sorry I don’t have any money
or a weapon! It wasn’t my choice and none of the NPC’s in the city are willing to give me a quest to earn some money!
    That moment, three
wolves that some of the player parties were currently fighting
suddenly broke off and started running in my direction. There were also a few
players chasing them who were cursing at me and yelling about respect and not
using taunting skills to disrupt other people’s hunting. Oh no, this must be my
aggravation skill.
    With my health still
flashing red, there was really no other option than to run. It may have felt a
lot longer than it was but the wolves manoeuvred much better than myself on the
snow, shortly catching up to me and the resulting battle was even shorter.
    I died.
    For the next two minutes I
sat in limbo where I had died, assuming this was the method that allowed other
players to revive you shortly after death. Once the fog came and respawned me
in the church where I originally started the game I checked my status to see if
I lost all the experience I got from the one wolf or if I lost a percentage.
    Name: Lost Health: 100/100
    Lvl : 1 Lvl UP: 13%
     
    Str : 9
    Agi : 9
    Dex : 9
    Int : 9
    Mnd : 9
    Lck : 9
     
    Fame/Infamy: 0
    Alignment: +0
    God: -
    Belief: 0
     
    Equipped Skills:
    Aggravation ( SLvl 3, 56%)
    [Empty]
    [Empty]
    [Empty]
    [Empty]
    [Empty]
    [Empty]
    [Empty]
    [Empty]
     
    Reserve Skills:
    [Empty]
     
    I didn’t lose any
experience… But I did lose stat points! That’s quite serious. Death is not to
be taken lightly!
    All this is that horrid
skills fault, luring three wolves to attack me. However for an eight percent
chance of luring one wolf, the percent of taunting three at once was only a
fraction of a percent, surely it couldn’t happen again.
    Putting progress aside for
a moment I decide to log out for the time being.
    Back in my locker I
utilize the control panel to adjust my avatar so I am no longer naked. There
were a lot of options for clothing in the menu, and there was also the choice to
have the appearance of Lost, my game character. The choice there after was
quite simple as I went with my appearance from End Online.
    I decided not to go into
the options I found for customizing my locker and pressed the “Leave
Virtual Reality” option.
    Opening my eyes and
removing my V-Link from my head, the transition between the white
locker and my dark bedroom lit only by a street lamp through the window
made me a little queasy but it passed over quickly.
    The inability to once
again move my legs left me feeling cold inside, gripping my bed sheet in my
hands as I prop myself up into a sitting position. I couldn’t hold on
for long however, I have been feeling far too emotionally exhausted
lately, leaving me completely empty.
    Getting in to my
wheelchair and moving over to my computer, the time was 1:17am when it had
started up.
    A quick search on the
internet revealed a player created wiki for End Online, exactly what I was
looking for. Browsing over the site, there were a lot of speculations on how
certain aspects of the game worked, like dungeon bosses and the skill system.
    What I wanted though was
the guide for new players starting out. It described leaving the church and the
guide who blockades your path until he is done with you, although this is where
things differ from what happened to me.
    The more I read the more
the anger filled the void inside of me. Apparently once you tell him the

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