Gemstone Goblins (LitRPG)

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I howled and cried in pain, my head pulsated in agony, my vision distorted as I stared at my detached foot. Blood flowed endlessly from the cut, mixing with the soil. The monster stood over me with a toothy and malicious grin. It let out a horrid chuckle as it raised the dagger in the air, ready to stab me. The beast crept towards me, savouring the look of despair on my face.

But it was mistaken, my face scrunched in torment, and yet I did not despair, instead I raged. I spat the blood in my mouth right at its face. The vile fluid hissed on its face, its thick skin preventing any damage, but I had blocked its vision.

I didn't have enough mana for my [Sapphire Spear], but I had to kill this frog in one go. I summoned a single disk of stone from the ground, and with my hand, and I moulded it into a sharp needle. I twisted and wriggled my body on the ground like a worm, manipulating the stone to stab the frogman in the stomach.

As the stone javelin penetrated its body, it dropped the dagger in pain but it was not dead. Greenish bubbles formed around its raised hand. It was preparing to finish us both off with an explosion. Before it could complete its spell, I grabbed the stone bolt that was jutting out of its body. I shaped sharp and jagged branches inside the frog's body, shredding its insides. The fire from the hellish frogman's eyes faded, its lifeless body crumpled to the ground.

[Interface]

You gained 6035 experience. You levelled up 5 times. You have 15 stat points. You have reached level 11, you can select new skills to learn, you can select a new class, you can select a new subclass. Would you like to do so [Now] or [Later]? You have learned a new skill, you have gained new titles.

You have gained 15 stat points which you can distribute freely.

You have raised your Health, by 227, (40/140 → 40/367)

You have raised your Mana, by 213, (6/177 → 390/390)

Due to your title of [Chieftain of the Amber-Skin Goblins], and due to reaching level 10, you have been granted the skill [Goblin-Thrall Conversion].

I woke up in my room, with a sore head and notifications assaulting my vision. I had no clue how much time had passed, and my last memory was of a dead frogman. My throat was parched but luckily someone had left a jug of water beside me. After a refreshing sip, I lifted the blanket from my body, to discover that my right leg had been amputated. The leg now ended a bit below the knee, and it was covered in bandages.

My face sank into my hands, my vision turned blurry again and salty streams ran down my face. I felt pain, pain in my leg which was no longer there, I could not fathom it. But before my streams could turn to rivers, I heard footsteps heading towards me from the hallway. I wiped my face clean and tried to compose myself.

Voglo and Olma entered the room. Their eyes grew wide upon seeing me awake. Olma lunged at me and gave me a deep hug. I lethargically wrapped my arms around her.