Filed to story: A Bullied Boy Died: A Mafia King Woke Up In His Body
For one who uses the hammer religiously.
Active skills revolve around slamming, hitting, and breaking things.
Kyle glanced through the classes, none of them even being mildly interesting. The Biochemist class seemed interesting, but there was more to running a criminal empire than just drugs alone.
Nothing short of Crime Lord or its equivalent is good enough to satisfy me.
Kyle thought, which suddenly prompted the system message to disappear and a new one to appear.
Information:
Generating unique class.
Please wait…
A few minutes passed before a new system message popped up.
Limited Class Unlocked:
Crime Lord
Those who stand on top of the underworld and rule with strength.
Active skills revolve around intimidation, leadership, violence, and self-preservation. This class has a fixed upgrade path.
Kyle’s face twitched at the mention of self-preservation.
Is this interface mocking me for what happened in my former life? He begrudgingly accepted the class, causing the message to disappear and a new one to take its place.
WARNING: Class integration initiated.
Please find a safe location.
Huh? Safe location?
Kyle barely had time to worry about it when a sudden jabbing pain erupted at the nape of his neck.
The fiery pain shot through the nerves, spine, and bones like lava coursing through in a rush, causing him to double over terribly. He gritted his teeth, trying to bear the pain, but it was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Not even the Dynasty’s training nor the imprisonment in his former life could inflict this much punishment on his body.
His arms felt the prick of a thousand needles inside every vein, capillary, and pore while his abdomen cramped up. He bent over as he rolled on the bed, his back beginning to sweat profusely and his head thumping with the sound of his accelerating heartbeat in his ear, overwhelming his senses.
It was painful just to breathe, forcing him to take short, measured breaths to withstand whatever was happening to his body. “GRRRRHHH!” Kyle grabbed a rolled-up piece of the blanket and clamped down hard on it, his hands gripping anything he could reach in sheer tension.
His body swelled and contract in a grotesque fashion, as though something alien within was remodeling his body from within. It felt like a hot iron branding him from within, causing him to nearly cry out in pain.
As the pain continued, Kyle became more and more aware of something that felt foreign in his body, somehow integrated into the very fabric of his body. Too many effects and processes were happening internally, making it hard for him to focus on what was exactly happening, not to mention the mind-numbing pain.
Kyle had no idea how much time had passed until the pain finally subsided, allowing him to finally take a breather. His body felt exhausted, as though it had burned all his energy in a single instant. Kyle quickly activated the Necklace of Healing and drank the Stamina Potion without checking his stats.
Better be safe than sorry.
Class Obtained:
Crime Lord
Those who stand on top of the underworld and rule with strength.
+10 STR, +10 CHA, +10 INT, +10 VIT, +10% chance to persuade underlings.
Skill Obtained:
Intimidation Aura (Basic)