Chapter 8 Profession

  “Fire Mage?” I ask in disbelief

  “I was surprised too!” Says Cindy excitedly. “I went thru the help section and read up on professions. Then it came to me and I chose Fire Mage.”

  “Chose? How?”, Ask ask not understanding.

  “Remember in the first Notice it says if you can think of it to make it yours? Well I gave it some thought and visualized a Fire Mage and what it could do and suddenly it was awarded to me, saying since I understood the basics and functions of the Fire Mage I was awarded the profession.” Cindy elaborates with a smug smile says.

  “Then why not choose a Fire Goddess or even something more omnipotent?” I ask now very interested in what she has to say.

  “Actually I tried that at first” She says with a sigh,”but the system said I lack the understanding and knowledge to becoming a God.”

  I am stunned, she tried to become a God, and what is more the system may have even rewarded her with such if she could comprehend and understand what it meant. I then think about myself, can I become a superman? Fly thru the sky, have bullets bounce off me? Is Superman even a profession?

  Choose Profession Superman I think to myself

  Many types? I am not understanding this at all, Superman is Superman right? Ah wait, I am trying to become another person, hmmm profession. A type of Superman. Lets see I am a trained Soldier with years of experience. There has always been rumors of creating a super soldier. If I use the profession to my strengths and prior knowledge, could I not select an advanced type of Marine? Adding the word Super probably will not be specific enough.......she said to visualize it.

  I visualize an Advanced Marine. In it I am abundantly strong, able to move cars with my hands, punch holes thru steel doors, Able to dodge a bullet, See far into the distance with pin point accuracy, hear with clarity of my surroundings, see a sword unable to penetrate my skin, able to shoot a fly's wings off at 50 yards, everything is hugely exaggerated. I find the image hard to maintain, and begin adjusting it, something tells me to tone it down to make it real. I do no want to just settle for anything, it has to be viable and it has to allow me not only to survive, but protect these girls too.

  I begin again, in it I am still strong, but now I can dent steel doors and not hurt my first, I am able to dodge most bullets, my eyes sight is better, but not telescopic as before, my skin is more durable, but a sharp edge can still cut it with difficulty as that is more realistic to my understanding, which is key here, I have to be able to believe it to understand it. I am sure there is a lot more I could probably do here, but believing it is the hard part.

  I also visualize being very healthy and able to run for hours without rest or getting winded. I also add in a personal indulgence, sexual stamina, the ability to last long. Hey being a super soldier means you have to be able to satisfy the ladies too right? While I am at it, I might as well go for broke as long as I can believe it and trust me I am in a believing mood right now! I am proud of my manhood, but adding a little to enhance it, will only benefit both parties!

  After a few more adjustments and selections I finally decide on the final version of my Advanced Marine Profession.

  Choose Advanced Marine Profession! I think.

  I think it over while the screen is staring back at me waiting on a decision. Then finally I choose "YES!"

  Holy shit! Now that is what I am talking about! I smile to myself smugly.

  Huh? Items? Oh that is right, once you decide on a profession it will give you the basic items needed in your inventory, lets see Open inventory

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  I scan thru the items and see an assortment of armor, weapons, and potions. Plus various other items.

  I stand up from my chair and say “Yes!”, immediately.

  Almost instantly I am clothed in a full set of the Advanced Marine Armor, pants shirt, boots, helmet, and belt all in black. At the same time the chair goes flying back against the wall shattering to pieces the table cracks in half where I placed my hands to assist me in standing up. Dishes go flying all over,shattering to pieces, it is a total mess.

  “Advanced Marine Scott?” Cindy asks

  “Yeah!” I grin sheepishly, surveying the mess I created.

  “I think it suits you” Julie replies, gazing at me with a longing look.

  Hoho, Man I uniform effect eh? I think she likes it! I think to myself as I look upon Julie.

  “Umm Scott you may want to tone down the Advanced part a bit” Cindy says looking over the disaster in the dining room.

  “You are right, I need to get used to my new strength it seems”, I reply again sheepishly.

  “Reurn to inventory Advanced Marine Armor” I say out loud.

  Instantly the uniform goes back to inventory, and I breath a sigh of relief.

  “SCOTT!!” Cindy cries out in shock.

  “Oh my Scott!” Julie says as if star struck.

  Not understanding why they are staring at me I look down upon myself. Oh fuck really? There, for all to see, is me in my birthday suit.