The Weakest Kobold In The Dungeon Gets A Level [Book 1 Complete] Chapter 65: Book 2, Chapter 16: Overwhelming Pain

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Nik rocked forward at the pull of his own ability. He cut the effect short, but his reaction was too slow to stop himself from falling into the pile of crumbled rocks. So, there he was: in his private chamber, by himself, stunned by the speed of his own success, and lying on a heap of broken stones as a bell rang in his head. A strange sensation flooded his body. His scales tingled and his limbs felt almost too light. Nik’s chest burned within. An odd fire swirled around his resonance. Black and blazing white wrapped in tangled ribbons around the blue and green flame of his core. Shoving the rocks aside, he rolled to his back to stare at the ceiling. “What's happening to me? I shouldn't have been able to do that on my first try. What in the tower did I do to myself?” Nik turned his attention to his system notification. Congratulations! Skill gained: Gravity Level 1! Rare Skill Combination Detected! Skills Merging! Skills Removed: Gravity Shadow Flame Divinity Reality Category Skill Unlocked! Skill gained: Celestial Level 1! Wow, you've lost four skills to gain one! Math is not on your side, but at least the new skill has potential. Good luck, pal. “No! Tower!” Nik shouted. Breaths came too quickly as he sat up and attempted to activate Candlelight. With his finger held in front of his face, blue light flared to life upon his claw. His breathing slowly returned to a more natural state as he opened his system menu to look at his skills. He selected, “Celestial,” to find that all of the abilities that had been under his now missing skills had transitioned over to the new one. “Well, that's a relief. At least I still have Regeneration and Flame Blast, even Shadow Sight is still—” He gasped, words interrupted as sharp pain racked his lungs. The heat in his chest roared as colorless flames consumed the ones he’d only just begun to heal. Fire erupted from his torso to cover him in an inferno of black and white. He screamed but made no sound; only flames curled out from his burning throat. His vision flared white. Nik could no longer see anything beyond the fire, and he could hear no sound at all. He couldn't tell which way it was to the sky or to the ground, even as he collapsed. And as his consciousness was stolen by overwhelming pain, he couldn't feel himself sinking into the stone floor that was melting beneath him. * * * The food was very yummy, and there were so many new friends. The new friends seemed really friendly, even if they made the goblins sleepy. Not their fault. They didn't know berries make goblins tired. Goblins are okay, though. Just dreaming. He could see their dreams. Both were very sad. The goblins’ dreams were memories and noise. They missed other goblins that he didn’t recognize. So much hurt, and it made him sad, too. So, he took their dreams, and let them sleep better, quiet sleep. They also couldn't finish eating, so he helped there, too. His dad ate all of the food he had, though. No need for help. Then he left to go learn. He was good at learning, and Ryan was very proud of his good dad. Ryan stretched his golden-orange limbs, gave a breathy yawn, and laid down beside the goblins for a nap of his own. Eating always made him sleepy, too, but not like the goblins; he could stay awake if he needed to. He barely had his eyes closed when it happened. Starlight and shadow burned like fire in the distance. It was so hot that he could feel it from his place beneath the pretty tree. He frowned. Guild Message Why star and dark fire? Very hot. ~ Ryan Stormclaw The friend, Loot, looked at him funny and said, “What fire? I don't feel anything. There's no fire here, buddy. Were you dreaming?” He growled softly at Loot, just enough to let the friend know he was serious. Other messages flowed into the guild chat. None of them knew anything about the fire. The part that scared him the most was that his dad wasn’t one of the ones who messaged back. Guild Message Where is Dad? Now! ~ Ryan Stormclaw A pit was forming in his