The Huntsman Of Death:A Gamer's POV As Side Character

The event in the repository snapped my mental strength, leaving me dizzy and frenzied. Coming out, the first thing I did was take a nap, only to find myself waking up the next day. Fortunately, it was the weekend, or I might have been screwed very badly.

Waking up, I felt a subtle change that I couldn’t quite pin down. The world around me appeared sharper, more vibrant, and alive. Every detail seemed to pop out as if I could see things others couldn’t. Even the sounds felt clearer, almost layered, like I could separate and analyze them with ease. My body felt lighter, yet sturdier, and there was a strange pressure in my chest—a power stirring deep within me.

To make sense of it all, I opened my stat screen.

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Name: Luke Star

Class: Novice Huntsman Lv 6

Species: Human

Combat Rank:Acolyte

[Stats]

Strength: 2.1 >> 2.6

Dexterity: 3.2 >> 3.7

Constitution: 1.8 >> 2.3

Agility: 3.0 >> 3.5

Perception: 5.0 >> 6.0

Wisdom: 2.5 >> 3.0

Willpower: 9.8 >> 19.6

Mana Capacity: 2.8 >> 3.3

Potential: 15

[Abilities]

None

[Weapon Mastery]

Dagger Style (Novice): 100% (Mastered) >> 100% (Unchanged)

Archery (Adept): 60% >> 65%

Swordsmanship (Novice): 90% >> 95%

Unarmed Combat Style (Novice): 100% (Mastered) >> 100% (Unchanged) 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Blade Wielding (Novice): 0% >> 30%

[Spells]

None

[Talents/Blessings]

Death Sovereign

???

[Skills]

Shadow Step (Novice): 60% >> 70%

Soul Reap (Novice): 55% >> 65%

Hunter Instinct (Adept): 60% >> 70%

Predator Gaze (Adept): 58% >> 68%

Keen Insight (Adept): 60% >> 70%

Spectral Vision (Adept): 56% >> 66%

Death Embrace (Adept): 57% >> 67%

Shadow Pouch (Novice): 50% >> 60%

Pain Tolerance (Novice): 1% >> 20%

...

The surge of changes in my body wasn’t just in my stats—it was in everything. I could feel my reflexes sharpened as if reacting before I even thought. My muscles were stronger, my movements smoother, and my mind clearer. It felt as though the world had opened itself to me.

And all of this was because of the change in willpower along with the potential.

Increasing the potential was very hard and needed a lot of resources and precious elixir but it also came with the hidden route.

For people like him, if any of the stats cross the threshold of the potential cap, a change would occur depending on the increased stat you managed to muster with your hard work. It was quite difficult but luckily my mental strength had taken the lead.

As for why, it hadn’t been broken before because I didn’t have class and my body didn’t have it required to support the increase in potential.

Sighing in relief, I decided it was time to revisit the Repository of Celestials. This time, it was attached to my will—I no longer needed the book to access it. With a single thought, I could block others from entering, giving me absolute control.

I closed my eyes, focusing. The sensation was instant, like being pulled through a vortex. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself standing in the vast white expanse. Towering blocks of glowing data floated around me, pulsating faintly as though alive.

Unlike before, I noticed my attire had changed. I was clad in sleek, dark robes adorned with intricate, glowing runes—a mark of my role as the Observer.

"This suits me well," I muttered with a smirk, examining the details of my new appearance.

I tapped my forehead gently, calling for access to the Repository’s information. A split second later, a surge of overwhelming data hit me like a storm, forcing me to my knees.

"Ahhh!" I groaned, clutching my head as flashes of memories and fragmented knowledge coursed through me. The pain was excruciating.

Gasping heavily, I steadied myself, wiping the sweat from my brow. "This... is too much for me to bear right now," I muttered, shaking my head to clear it.

After a moment of focusing, I managed to assimilate some of what I had learned. The Repository, it seemed, had a history as vast as the stars.

"There are 140 active members spread across the world," I murmured, recalling the information. "In total, there were 500 original copies of the book, meaning up to 500 members could access this place."

But not all were active. At most, only seven members had visited the Repository recently, and even that was two months ago.

"I don’t even know how many of them are still alive," I whispered, feeling a weight settle in my chest.

With my newfound authority, I realized I could turn even a normal book into a key for this space. It was a dangerous power, one I couldn’t afford to wield recklessly.

"Should I block everyone else’s access?" I wondered aloud. A part of me wanted to act immediately. After all, there was always the chance that some of the remaining members were villains or agents of hidden societies.

But caution held me back. "No, let’s not be hasty," I decided. "First, I need to identify them and bring my people here to counter any potential threats. Though I control this place now, there’s always the chance of a higher power trying to wrest it from me."

Determined, I devised a plan to add an extra layer of protection to the Repository. The original method to access this place was a test of ingenuity and resolve.

"To enter, one had to possess a special token or an Eye of Celestials to make the book respond," I mused. "Then, after reading the book, solving its puzzles and piecing together its hints, they could uncover the poem that served as the key to this place."

Such a difficult task ensured that those who made it here by their own merit were geniuses in their own right. Inspired, I decided to keep the ritual intact for future initiates.

With a thought, a scroll materialized before me. On its surface, I carefully inscribed the ritual:

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Ritual of Celestial Entry

Preparation:

At dusk or midnight, light a single white candle. Hold the Book of Celestial Guidance in your hands.

Invocation:

Close your eyes and recite the following poem aloud:

Stars above, reveal the door,

Guide me where secrets soar.

In shadow’s veil, the path does lie,

Open the way beneath the sky.

Key Phrase:

Place your hand on the book and whisper:

"The stars guide me to the unseen."

Outcome:

The candle flame will flicker, signaling that the hidden entrance has been revealed.

Satisfied, I sealed the scroll with a mental command, binding it to the Repository. Only those I deemed worthy could access it now, following the ancient process.

"I don’t know why but I feel excited thinking about creating a secret group."