His body felt mighty powerful. Yet, he was denounced as weak by the world administrator.
Whatever! he would check his strength by himself.
After making up his mind, he moved on to the next line on the main nixy window.
This one was something he had no idea of.
Reve purred as he remembered something, "Titles, heh. Is it like the noble titles back on earth? Myrna used to mock those posers who believed they were in power."
Just like the previous concepts, he was able to understand this one.
He glanced at his certified titles and fumes of smoke instantly came out of his head.
"Ahhhh, is this some sort of code? Am I to understand this nonsense?"
As he kept thinking about the mysterious title, a nixy window detailing it popped up.
"Well, great! Just what I needed. Another coded text," sighed Reve.
Not only was the title encrypted, but even the skills granted by the title were also exempted from this.
"How do I uncover this?" wondered Reve.
Ultimately, he decided on temporarily moving on to the next title.
The [Deviant] title explained many things to him.
It confirmed that Earth was a different place from Arcadia. Also, Earth and Arcadia are closely connected, which would mean the possibility of him going back is plausible.
However, that was not the first on his priority list.
Another title that granted achievement points.
Not much could be said about this title. He could only assess it once he first-hand experienced the effects.
However, there was something he needed to know about, achievement point(AP).
Despite thinking of it, nothing happened. No nixy window popped up. It was as if the window was being blocked from him.
Decisively, Reve added it to the list of things he needed to research about.
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He moved on to what might perhaps be the most important concept on the main nixy window, the attributes!
"Hmmm….it is ascertained. I'm never going outside," cried Reve.
He brushed his facial fur with his right front paw, "All in all, I'm really weak. Meow, even as weak as an annoying human baby."
He curled in a circle and mellowed in his weakness.
After a while, he decided to check the last thing in his main nixy window.
Reve's array of skills was almost empty. He only had two and it didn't help that one of them was encrypted!
Luckily, he had access to the sixth sense.
The sixth sense was perhaps what had warned him of his environment earlier.
Due to his low mastery over the mysterious sense, it was weak.
It was as if it dwelled more in the subconscious than the conscious. This was why Reve couldn't identify its work when it warned him.
Anyway, looking at the skill nixy window, Reve realized something.
The world administrator divided skills into two; innate and normal.
Innate skills were self-explanatory. They were skills that we're not learnt but instead gotten due to one's race, species, or uniqueness. An example of it would be the [Sixth Sense].
Nevertheless, some of them could be trained. The more one familiarizes themselves with it, the higher one's skill proficiency becomes.
As for normal skills, they were the general definition of skills. They were skills that were acquired by an individual. They usually were tougher to level up than the innate skills.
As soon as he comprehended these concepts, the world became much greener to him. It all made sense!
It also dawned on him that if he did not venture out to increase his level, he would be stuck here for the rest of his life.
There was no saving him. Only he could save himself.
It reminded him of the time when he used to steal female cats. He would look at their suitors and command them to run away.
Now, it seemed like his sins were catching up to him.
On that note, his sins were surely immeasurable. He failed to count how many times he had peed on statues of gods.
Heck, he even peed on humans. So, what say, a god?
Yes, Yes, that is the right mentality.
He wasn't scared.
Nothing could make him shiver. Not even cold rain.
There was no room to look back. Ultimately, his sins weren't on him. They were in his ignorant self.
Even the big G above wouldn't curse a cute cat like him, would he?
Hence, he had to focus on what he could do now that would benefit his eventual venture to the wilderness.
As if knowing what to do, Reve glanced at the bookshelves and meowed.
As they say, knowledge was power...