Initializing..... Status evolving.....

  Not bad, I wonder if my race is changeable, that would make it interesting no? He closed his status with a mental thought. Spirit

  armour he commanded.

  ERROR - Spirit armour available only after class reaches level 10

  He shrugged and closed all open windows. To his surprise he was now wearing a simple black shirt and grey trackpants and

  contrary to before did not feel cold at all, in fact after a long time he actually felt comfortable. I doubt that will last long though, just

  like the way everything else over here is similar to games, I am sure monsters and weird creatures will now become a daily

  occurrence. He needed to find water, food and shelt-. THUMP! He was flung into air and landed heavily on a sharp rock, he

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  moaned in pain, His midriff began bleeding profusely, deep claw gouges outlining them. A sharp rock pierced his already

  demolished stomach, increasing the bleeding. A huge bear stood over him, its claws began reaching for his neck. To shocked to

  do anything else Iyre bit the oncoming hand and wrenched one finger right off. Blood exploded from the wound, the bear howled

  in pain and brought down his other hand over Iyres head to bash his head right in. But Iyre was faster, now in control he rolled

  backward and ignoring the pain, got to his feet. The bear once swung his clawed hand at Iyres face, this time the bear was to

  quick and left Iyre no choice but to put his hands in front of his face in a meager attempt to block the blow. That's it! Is this all I can

  do, after all my talk about survival is this all I am, he screamed. The bears hand connected with his- SHRING! But this time it was

  the bear who was pushed back. Iyre gaped in shock, wa- what just happened, what just happened! He looked down at his hands

  . Ice almost completely covered them below his elbow, encasing them in glowing blue gauntlets. However his fist were uncovered

  and bloody. Shards of ice dotted the floor around him leading him to believe that the ice covering his fist had shattered when he

  lifted them to block the bear. But this was no time for his musings. The bear began rushing towards him again. Iyre also ran

  forward, ice reformed around his fists to complete his gauntlets. As they were about to connect, Iyre suddenly ran behind the bear

  and jumped onto his back, he hooked his hands around the bears neck and began applying pressure. The bear roared and tried

  to reach for Iyre but his hands were to short to do so. It began shaking violently trying to dislodge Iyre of his back but this only

  increased the pressure. The bear's howls gutted out as his airflow was blocked. With a last splutter it finally collapsed on the snow, dead.

  But not before leaving a shaken Iyre.

  New Bear defeated, for defeating a enemy 2 times stronger bonus xp awarded(30xp) LEVEL UP... LEVEL UP.

  Iyre ignored the messages, instead thinking about the bear - it was not normal, it seemed too vicious, too instinctive, why would it

  attack him? Bears generally or all animals for that matter did not attack unless provoked. Something was wrong here. He shifted

  his attention to his gaping wounds and ripped a piece of his shirt and tied it around his wounds to staunch the bleeding. He was

  no stranger to pain. Years of whipping had made him used to it. He checked his status to find that due to his level ups he had 4

  unassigned attributes, he quickly added two points to dexterity and strength each. He also realized that he forgot to use his active

  ability frost breath. But the attack had shaken him, he decided he would not be caught of guard again, he was not prey he was

  the predator. But before hunting for more monsters he thought to experiment with his passive ability, could he create anything

  other than gauntlets ?? He willed a sword of ice - From his hand a hilt began forming and then began tapering to a sharp blade,

  however it went only a third of what he wanted its length to be and then stopped. He realized due to his class level being only 3,

  he could not create advanced shapes nor could he create very big ones. After an hour of experimentation he realized that he

  could either create thin gauntlets on his hands, a big thick shield, a small knife, or a long thin whip. Anything other than that either

  required huge concentration which was not feasible in the middle of a battle or was beyond his class level limits. But this was only

  the start, as he levelled up he would get even stronger. To tired to do anything else he closed his eyes and dropped into a deep

  sleep