Chapter 67: Tabula Rasa

It was slightly after midnight when Tom lastly slipped out of the hideout, a newly obtained coin pouch mounted to his belt. Behind him, the attribute crinkling sound made by Alephs materialized crystals sounded out, because the trapdoor hed made his means via was sealed shut.

That didnt imply that Aleph couldnt or for that matter wouldnt attempt to shadow his footsteps. Tom wasnt naive sufficient to consider that what Aleph had revealed to date was the total extent of her talents she had solely ever relied upon a single card in his presence. Whereas he doubted that her different playing cards could be as potent as her present one, its uncertainty was what made them a variable he couldnt guard towards.

Regardless, Tom was sure that she wouldnt be capable to monitor him simply a Proprioception Stat of 31 was sufficient to atleast give him that a lot confidence. Zenakris [The Umbra] card had been sufficient to depart Tom shaken when he had thought again upon its efficiency, however now he was pretty sure that even the Noble scion would have a tough time tailing him utterly undetected, not to mention efficiently ambush him.

The tenebrous unfold that stretched out earlier than him stood in stark distinction to the bustling, if squalid district hed come to get used to. Within the distance, his enhanced bodily stat allowed him to make out raucous banter and drunken squabbles working throughout the districts foremost drag.

He could be ultimately heading there, although for now Toms gaze shifted to the inky darkness shrouding the poorly lit a part of the district. The shadows had been an ideal aide to those that wished to have interaction in commerce of illicit items, settle feuds, which, had been hardly an unusual prevalence amongst dungeoneers and usually take care of unflattering issues one would fairly not deal with in broad daylight.

After all, it was not all cynicism and gloom. Most dungeoneers had been most likely curious about nothing greater than their alcoholic beverage of selection as they both leaned in in the direction of a closely embellished story of nice exploits within the Dungeon or regaled their very own. This wasnt the primary time Tom had gone wandering off into the night time, although these journeys had been reserved and usually cautious ones.

Now although? Tom wouldnt underestimate the Anonymous District, however he now not had any cause to concern them.

Rounding the bend of an alleyway, Tom leapt onto the roof of a wood hut with out letting something however a muted faucet leak out. Just a few particulars nonetheless remained blurry in his sight, however even within the darkness, Tom may see all he wanted to for easy motion.

Striding from one rooftop to the following in an unbroken tempo, all Tom left behind was muted tapping sounds that had been unlikely to boost the residents from their slumber. Whereas enhanced stats allowed one to detect threats within the neighborhood, that instinctive safeguard solely kicked in when the risk was actually directed at their individual.

If Tom was painstakingly made conscious of each single side of his environment at the same time as he tried to lull himself asleep with out the power to tune it out, his stats would have been extra of a curse than a blessing.

Lastly, he got here to a cease. Dropping right into a crouch, he pressed his proper ear towards the roof, letting a number of seconds move earlier than he retracted himself, nodded after which gracefully descended down the aspect of the wood hut.

Tom winced slightly when the wood door hed pushed inwards let loose a creak, punctuating the silence he had been working so laborious to domesticate.

Then he simply shook his head and saved going.

He had heard no respiratory coming from this explicit hut and the rickety door was in a transparent state of disrepair, so Tom wasnt completely stunned to search out that the lodging presently housed no residents, effectively, except the wood splinters of a half shattered barstool spewed throughout the ground counted.

It was good for Toms functions.

Shutting the door didnt give him any illusions of long-term privateness, it was solely a contingency in case his determination was accompanied by loud flares of sunshine or one thing equally ostentatious.

[Soul Card: The Fool.

Rank: Ephemeral [Legendary Unique]

Degree: 9 (984,224/2,750,000)

Ability Improve Factors: 6

Capacity:

Shroud, Degree 2

Passive Shroud:

The outdated him?

Again on Earth, Thomas Lowe had not been the duplicitous form of individual. He didnt take pleasure in deceptive or tricking folks. He was not a routine liar, not one pushed to cheat or swindle others.

If he was that form of individual, he wouldnt have merely accepted his lot in life and lived on for the sake of dwelling on.

He wasnt scheming. He wasnt devious. He gained no sadistic satisfaction from treachery.

However then once more

Thomas Lowe wasnt the form of individual to problem a Dungeon Sector head on, both. He wasnt the form of individual to dare to even take into consideration stealing from below the nostril of a closely guarded storefront, not to mention really executing his scheme and getting away with it.

No he had turn out to be these folks.

He had turn out to be the courageous dungeoneer, unfazed by the poisoned arms of the bladeswalker or intimidated by the rugged protection of the Abyss Demons.

He had turn out to be the daring thief, the swindler who took what he needed when he needed however solely from those that had lots after which so extra.

He had turn out to be somebody who had realized to face up for himself,a person keen to place folks of their place after they bought unruly with him, tried to take what rightfully belonged to him.

He had turn out to be that and a lot extra.

After which he had realized why [The Fool] had chosen him.

Thomas Lowe was a clean slate.

Nonetheless, that additionally meant that he may turn out to be.

Anybody.

The gleam that twinkled in his eye may solely have been described as infectious, as his lips slowly curled up in amusement.

Part of him was staunchly towards the choice he was about to make, however that solely served to persuade him that he was on the precise path.

[Fools Gold] was an extremely highly effective skill, sure. Much more so after hed mimicked Alephs newly acquired rings. And a part of him needed to see how highly effective he may turn out to be if that ability was pushed to the acute.

However on the finish of the day, all Fools Gold gave him was. Weapons.

[The Fool] hadnt chosen him as a result of he was a grasp swordsman.

However he may turn out to be one.

Holding on to that thought, Tom confirmed his determination.

[Congratulations, Legendary Ability {Shroud} has leveled up from Level 2 to Level 8!]