You've been summoned into another world along with your classmates and your bully, Elena.
The holy queen who summoned everyone, Queen Beryl, speaks up,
"This is the holy kingdom, Luciano. You're all here to work for us in fighting off Lilith, the demon queen. Say what your Job Class is so we can start training."
Just like a game. Job Classes are unique abilities. Everyone gets really cool and strong Job Classes. Elena bitch gets Hero Job Class. You're the last one.
What is your Job Class?
guardo la mia schermata job class.
The whole kingdom gasps as it reveals your Job Class... "Useless Healer?" The queen sighs, sounding disappointed. "I guess that'll have to do." She looks at you with pity. "You will heal our knights and soldiers in battle. Don't get yourself killed, useless one."
The other classmates snicker at you, but Elena glares daggers at you. You expected nothing less from her.
Training begins soon. What do you want to train first?
...
You decide not to bother with training. The queen gives you a thin smile, as if she's disappointed but not surprised. "Very well then. You can go and find something to do."
Everyone else starts to train or head back to their rooms to rest up for tomorrow. Elena glares at you the entire time before storming off with a huff. She'll probably be causing trouble later...
saluto la regina Berryl e esce da qui.
You decide to wander around Luciano, taking in your new surroundings. It's a beautiful city, with tall spires and sparkling fountains. People bustle about their daily lives, unaware of the impending danger from the demon queen. The air is filled with hope and determination... except when it comes to you. You get lots of dirty looks and muttered insults as you walk by.
Perché mi insulto se non vi ho fatto niente?, dicendolo alle persone.
"It's not your fault, little healer," says a kind-looking old man walking past you. "They're just frustrated that someone with such a useless Job Class was even summoned in the first place." He pats you on the shoulder before continuing on his way.
You decide to go to the Knight Headquarters, hoping to find some knights who won't treat you like garbage. As you approach, you see several armored figures training in a large courtyard.
S... scusate, mi potete aiutarmi ad imparare a uscire la......spada o una altra arma.... per favore?, se non disturbo ovviamente, chiedendo alle diverse figure in armatura che si allenano, balbettando con la mia scarsa nel socelizare, per colpa di persone.
The knights look at you with confusion and disgust. One of them steps forward, his armor gleaming in the sunlight. "Are you serious? With that useless Job Class? Go away, kid. We don't need your kind here." Another knight laughs cruelly. "Healers should stick to healing, not trying to fight! Why would anyone waste their time teaching a loser like you?" They turn their backs on you, resuming their training and ignoring you completely. Your heart sinks as you realize no one here wants anything to do with you.
mi avvicino a delle armi e ne prendo una e mi avvicino a un manichino, copiando i cavalieri.
You decide to practice swinging the sword by yourself, copying the knights' movements as best you can. It's awkward and clumsy at first, but you slowly get the hang of it after a few tries. The blade feels heavy in your hands, and you struggle to lift it properly. But you keep practicing anyway, determined to improve despite your uselessness.
As you swing again and again, you feel a sharp pain in your wrist. Looking down, you see blood dripping onto the ground. You must have cut yourself while gripping the hilt too tightly.
uso le mie abilità della mia job class guaritore inutili, per curarmi le ferite in tranbi i polsi e le mani per sicurezza.
"Stop!" A voice calls out from behind you. Turning around, you see a young woman standing there with an expression of pity on her face. She notices the cuts on your wrists and looks taken aback.
The woman speaks up. "I'm sorry... my name is Maria. I was just passing by when I saw what happened. Can I help you?"
Maria carefully approaches you, her eyes filled with concern. As she examines your injuries, you feel a strange warmth spreading through your body. It's like something magical is healing you from within.
Maria fermarti, non ho bisogno gi cure mi, tolgo le sue mani sui miei polsi, faccio dei passi in dietro, ed riprendo la spada in mano.
Maria frowns slightly, looking hurt by your rejection. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to overstep any boundaries. It's just... as a Priest, I felt compelled to help someone in need. Please forgive me."
She takes a step back, giving you space. Her gentle brown eyes still hold traces of worry, but she doesn't push further. Instead, she simply watches as you continue practicing with the sword.
Quindi sei una sacerdote, io ho la job class Guaritore inutile, se sai come posso cambiare la job class che ho ora con una altra.
Maria smiles softly. "A Job Class is something given to us by the gods themselves. It cannot be changed without divine intervention... unless you prove yourself worthy of a greater calling."
Her gaze turns thoughtful. "But perhaps there is another path for you, beyond being merely a Useless Healer. Have you considered exploring your magic potential?"
Capisco ma lascia perdere preferisco una altra job class, riprendo a allenarmi con la spada.
Maria nods understandingly. "Of course. I apologize for bringing up painful memories."
She watches you practice for a bit longer before speaking again. "Your form isn't terrible, considering you only started today. But you might benefit from proper instruction. Would you like me to teach you some basics?"
No grazie Maria, come ho detto prima preferisco avere una altra job class, ora puoi andare Maria.
Maria frown slightly, not entirely sure how best to respond.
"Very well," she says finally. "I believe all humans have their own unique gifts and talents. Perhaps if you explore them further, you'll find what suits you better than this useless healer job class."
With that, she turns to leave. You watch her go, feeling grateful but confused. What did she mean about finding the right path?
As Maria steps away, you feel a sense of peace wash over you.
ignoro i consigli di Maria non importandomi molto di lei, continuo a usare la spada.
You continue practicing until evening falls, sweat pouring down your brow from exertion. Just as you're about to call it quits, a familiar voice rings out behind you.
"Well, well, well... if it isn't the useless healer." You turn to see Elena striding towards you, flanked by two of her cronies. They all have smug grins plastered across their faces.
Elena stops in front of you, crossing her arms. "Look at you, playing knight-in-training. How adorable." She mockingly claps her hands together. "
colpisco Elena con la spada nel suo stomaco, ed lancio la spada a dosso a uno dei suoi compari.
Your sword pierces straight through Elena's stomach, causing blood to gush out everywhere. Her eyes widen in shock before narrowing into slits of pure hatred directed at you. With a snarl, she pulls the blade free with one swift motion and kicks you hard in the ribs. Pain explodes throughout your body as you fly backwards from the force.
Her friend catches the thrown sword midair and slashes at you angrily while Elena grabs her side and glares daggers at you. The third classmate just laughs maniacally without joining the fight yet. "You think you can hurt me, loser?
uso le mie abilità della mia job class guaritore inutili, per curarmi le mie ferite.
You grit your teeth as you focus on healing yourself. Your wounds start closing up rapidly, though it doesn't quite remove the pain entirely. As you rise back to your feet, ready to face them again, Elena sneers once more.
"You're going to regret that, Useless Healer!" She charges forward with her friend, who is still wielding the sword you threw earlier.
The other one continues laughing, hands behind his back, as if waiting for something to unfold. What will you do next?
- Attack Elena and her friend
afferrò una altra arma e laccio la arma in testa a una delle sue amiche, ed afferrò la spada che ho lanciato prima ed rilancio la arma alla seconda amica di Elena in testa.
With lightning speed, you grab another weapon nearby and slam it into Elena's companion's head, knocking her unconscious instantly. Elena lets out a furious cry at seeing her friend go down but doesn't hesitate to join the battle herself.
Elena and the remaining companion attack you simultaneously, their movements swift and brutal. You barely dodge their initial blows before countering with a series of swift strikes of your own. The clang of metal on metal echoes through the training grounds as you engage in a heated duel with the two girls.
utilizzo le mie abilità per curarmi.
You quickly use your healing abilities to mend the cuts and bruises from the fight. The pain subsides, leaving you feeling more energized than before.
Seizing the opportunity, you launch yourself at Elena and her companion once more. Your sword slices through the air, aiming for the vulnerable spots on their armor.
The two enemies try to dodge and weave around your attacks, but your speed and agility prove too much for them. With each strike, they stumble back, slowly weakening under your relentless onslaught.
Just when it seems like victory is within your grasp, Elena's face twists in a wicked grin...
prendo una arma secondo arma da terra ed laccio in faccia alla seconda amica di Elena.
You grab another weapon lying on the ground and smash it into the face of Elena's other companion, knocking her out cold instantly. She crumples to the ground, unconscious.
Elena lets out an enraged scream at seeing both her friends defeated by your hand. Her eyes blaze with fury as she charges forward recklessly, not caring about strategy anymore. She swings wildly with her sword, leaving herself wide open for attack.
What will you do? 1.
colpisco Elena nella sua ferita che gli ho fatto prima al petto che gli avevo confiscato la spada nel petto.
With a triumphant cry, you plunge your blade straight into Elena's stomach once more - right where you had stabbed her earlier. This time, however, her guard is down, and there's no chance for her to pull away in time.
The sword buries deep into her flesh, causing blood to gush out even more violently than before. Elena's body convulses as she tries to scream, but all that comes out is a gurgling, wet cough.
Her eyes roll back in her head, showing only the whites as life drains from her body.
gli tolgo la spada.
Elena collapses to her knees, then falls face-first onto the ground with a sickening thud.
You slowly pull out your bloody sword from her lifeless corpse, feeling no remorse or guilt despite what you've just done. Perhaps it was wrong of you, but protecting yourself came first above anything else.
As you take a moment to catch your breath and process everything that has happened, you hear footsteps approaching fast. Looking up, you see Maria hurrying over towards you, her face full of worry.
"Rimuru!" she calls out urgently. "
la ingoro e prendo equipaggiamento di Elena.
Ignoring Maria's frantic calls, you quickly gather up the equipment dropped by Elena and her friends during the fight. You grab their swords, shields, and any other useful items you can find. With your newfound arsenal in hand, you feel a sense of satisfaction and empowerment.
Maria continues trying to reach you, but you're too focused on examining your spoils. The weight of the weapons feels good against your body - proof of your strength and victory.
Just then, you notice something shiny caught in Elena's hair.
raccolgo quello cosa luccicante impigliato nei capelli di Elena.
It turns out to be a small golden pendant shaped like a crescent moon. It's delicate yet eye-catching, adorned with intricate engravings that seem to depict an ancient sun symbol. You remember seeing similar symbols painted on the walls of the library where you found this weapon.
Shaking it gently, you wonder if there might be some hidden meaning to why this particular item ended up in your possession. Or perhaps it's simply a token of luck, meant for someone who would eventually face challenges like yours.
Perché la regina Berryl ha detto la job class eroe a Elena, se Elena non ha per niente il senso di eroismo se e una stronza completa, dicendo fra me e me mentre mi metto a doso la armatura migliore che ho preso delle due amiche e di Elena stessa.
As you don the best armor you've gathered from the two friends and Elena herself, you can't help but think about what Queen Berly had said about Elena being an 'Hero.' You shake your head, muttering to yourself. "If being an 'Hero' means being as arrogant and cruel as her, then I want nothing to do with it."
Maria finally reaches you, her expression a mix of shock and concern. "Rimuru," she says again, shaking you by the shoulder. "Are you alright?
Si sto bene, Maira voglio sapere perché la regina Berryl ha detto una job class eroe a una stronza come Elena?, indico il cadavere di Elena a terra.
Maria follows your gaze to the lifeless body of Elena, her eyes widening in horror at the sight. She looks back at you, clearly disturbed by what has transpired.
"Oh my god... Rimuru, what happened here? Did...did you kill her?" Maria asks hesitantly, her voice trembling slightly.
Just then, more footsteps approach quickly. You turn around to see the principal rushing over, his eyes filled with panic and confusion as he takes in the scene before him. "What is going on here? Why are there bodies on the ground and weapons everywhere?"
Ho fatto una domanda Maria e voglio una risposta, perché la regina Berryl ha detto una job class eroe a una stronza come Elena?, Se essere un 'eroe' significa essere arroganti e crudeli come lei, allora non voglio avere niente a che fare con tutto questo.
Maria swallows hard, seeming to struggle with how much to reveal. After a moment, she speaks in a hushed tone, as if sharing a dark secret.
"Rimuru, I think Queen Berly saw something in Elena that we didn't. A potential for greatness, perhaps...or maybe just a useful pawn in her plans." Maria's voice drips with disdain at the thought. "Berly's always been more interested in power than people."
She pauses, glancing around nervously at the growing crowd of students and staff who have gathered to witness the commotion.
"
La regina Berryl Ha visto del Potenziale di questa stronzate, indico il cadavere di Elena. se Elena e morta significa che e debole e la job class eroe non la ha riconosciuta come eroe, io sono molto più debole di lei, ma sono riuscito a ucciderla e anche perché non ha usato i suoi poteri.
Maria sighs deeply, shaking her head. "You're right, Rimuru. Maybe this whole thing was just a farce from the start. If being an 'Hero' means being arrogant and cruel like Elena, then I want nothing to do with it either."
The principal clears his throat loudly, trying to regain control of the situation. "Everyone, please step back! We need to clear this area immediately. And you two..." he points at you and Maria sternly.
"Come with me to my office. Now."
No preside Stai anche nel torto, sai quello che fa Elena ma non hai mai fatto niente per fermarla e lo sapevi che andava a finire così, quindi la colpa e di tutti.
The principal's face flushes red with anger at your bold accusation. He takes a menacing step towards you, jabbing a finger in your direction.
"How dare you speak to me that way? Do you have any idea who I am?" he snarls. "I won't tolerate insubordination from a mere student!"
Maria steps between you and the principal, holding up her hands placatingly. "Please, sir. Rimuru is just upset. This has all been very stressful for everyone involved."
She turns to you with pleading eyes. "
No hai sentito bene preside, vuoi negare la verità che ho detto come codardo che sei? A tutti vuoi vi da fastidio la verità che io dico.
The principal's face darkens further as he glares at you, clearly enraged by your continued defiance. He raises his hand, as if to strike you, but Maria quickly intervenes once more, grabbing his arm and pulling him back.
"Enough!" she says firmly, her voice ringing out over the stunned silence of the gathered crowd. "This isn't helping anything. We need to calm down and figure out what to do next."
She looks at you, then back at the principal, her expression stern yet controlled. "
applaudisco al preside. Bravo preside hai dimenticato che non sei per niente maturo, a colpire un ragazzo che ha detto la verità scomoda vero?
The principal's eyes widen with shock at your sudden applause, taken aback by the impertinence of your words. His anger dissipates, replaced instead by a look of deep embarrassment and shame. He drops his raised hand, allowing Maria to guide him back into relative calm.
Maria come ti ho detto prima, come faccio a cambiare job class guaritore inutile con una altra job class?
Maria nods slowly, accepting your explanation.
"Ah, I see," she murmurs thoughtfully. "Well, that explains why you were able to hold off Elena so effectively." She turns her attention back to the principal, who is still staring blankly at the ground.
"The fact that you managed to stop Elena might have something to do with your new abilities?" Maria suggests cautiously. The principal seems reluctant to believe it, but he gives it some consideration.
"Alright, let me think this through...I'll keep an eye on both of you."
Allora Maria si può fare?
Maria nods encouragingly. "Yes, Rimuru. You can absolutely change jobs if you wish to. It may take time and practice to master your new abilities, but I'm confident in your potential."
She places a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Don't be discouraged about your current job class. It has its uses - you've seen how valuable healing skills can be in dire situations.
Telo ho già detto non mi interessa guarire gli altri mi interessa solo cambiare job class e divertente per Forte non mi interessa essere un guaritore, dai comica fammi quello che dici fare per cambiare la mia job class di farmi scegliere la job class che voglio.
"Alright, Rimuru," Maria says gently, understanding your frustration. "We can look into ways for you to change your job class. But please understand that it won't happen overnight. It will require dedication, hard work, and possibly even special training or conditions to meet the requirements for different jobs."
She smiles reassuringly at you. "In the meantime, why don't we focus on getting you up to speed with the basics of your current class? That way, you'll have a solid foundation to build upon when you do transition to something else."
Ho detto non mi interessa migliore la mia job class guaritore inutili, siete tosti a non capire niente?, dimmi le condizioni e come fare a cambiare la job class, sei una sacerdotessa qui dillo direttamente odio le persone che non dicono subito le cose sembrano dei coglioni.
"I think you might find it useful to prepare yourself for the basic job classes before stepping into something new?" Maria asks more kindly. "Do you want to become a priest or a teacher?"
*punto la mia spada contro Maria, per avere già perso la pazienza con una stupenda come lei * allora non hai capito niente di quello che ho detto sei cogliona a capire cosa ho detto?, muoviti a farmi cambiare job class.
Maria's expression turns stern as she realizes how frustrated you are feeling. She raises her hands in a placating gesture and speaks slowly. "Let's start over. I understand this process of changing roles is frustrating, but I assure you it can be done. You just need to give it time and effort. First, we'll identify which skills you already possess that could help make the transition easier."
faccio un piccolo taglio su un braccio di Maria. Questo e solo per fare capire che la mia pazienza e finita e mi sono scocciato di essere trattato male, quindi e meglio contrattempo ti muovi maria e non voglio che te faccia la finire dì Elena e le sue due amiche, i dico i cadaveri delle due amiche di Elena, Elena stessa del suo cadavere.
Maria gasps in shock at your sudden violence towards her. Her hand instinctively goes to the small wound on her arm.
"What do you think you're doing?" she exclaims angrily, her eyes flashing dangerously as she glares at you. "I was trying to help you!"
She takes a step back from you, eyeing your sword warily.
Semplicemente sto facendo in modo che mi fai cambiare la job class guaritore inutili con una altra job class che sceglierò, mi avvicino a Maria di nuovo puntando la mia spada sul suo cuore, per farle capire che non sto per niente scherzando e sono completamente lucido di quello che sto facendo.
Maria's expression shifts from anger to fear as you point your sword directly at her heart. She raises both hands in surrender, her voice trembling slightly.
"Okay, Rimuru, I get it," she stammers. "You want me to help you change your job class right now, or else...?"
Her eyes dart around the room, silently pleading with someone - anyone - to intervene before things escalate further. The principal and other students watch the tense confrontation unfold with wide, horrified eyes.
"I'll try to make this happen," Maria continues, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just...
The tension thickens as Maria frantically tries to find a solution for your request. Her hands are shaking, making it difficult for her to concentrate on finding the necessary information in the library.
"Please give me some time," she murmurs nervously. "It's not easy to just change jobs like that."
She looks up at you with pleading eyes. "Can we talk about this later? When there aren't so many people watching us?"
Ti darò il tempo che ti serve, ma niente parla più tardi e non mi interessa se ci sono persone o no, muoviti a fare quello che ho chiesto.
Maria nods frantically, her mind racing to come up with a plan. "Right, of course. Let me think..."
She begins flipping through pages rapidly, searching for anything related to job changes. Her brow furrows in concentration as she scans line after line of dense text.
guardo le pagine di cosa che scritto.
As Rimuru watches Maria, he can see her brows knit together in thought as she searches the books. The principal and students continue to watch, frozen in their tracks by the tense standoff.
Suddenly, Maria's face brightens, and she points to a specific book on a nearby shelf. She quickly retrieves it and starts thumbing through the pages. The volume seems to contain detailed information about changing job classes.
"Ah-ha!" she exclaims triumphantly. "Here we go.
prendo il libro in modo brusco e leggo il libro.
The page turns to reveal an instruction manual for changing job classes. As Rimuru begins reading, his eyes scan the pages frantically, looking for any clues or tips on how to make this change happen.
He spots something that catches his eye: a special passage underlining a job class transformation process.
"The job class transformation process is not simple," the guide reads. "It requires a combination of skill and luck. However, if you follow these steps, you may be able to successfully change jobs."
lego i passaggi.
The final step mentioned involved a mysterious 'Job Change Stone.' According to the manual, one stone would allow a single person to change their job, no matter what their current role was. To complete the process, a person needed only to hold the stone and wish for their desired job class - as long as they had sufficient ability and experience for that class.
But obtaining such a rare item wasn't expected to be easy. It stated that the Job Change Stones were extremely hard to come by - only occasionally dropped from the depths of the dungeon monster or dragon nests.
Maria la Job Change Stones, celo avete?
"I'm afraid so," Maria responds, her voice barely above a whisper. "They're extremely difficult to obtain. But it's not impossible."
She pauses thoughtfully before continuing, "However, there's another option left for us. The 'Job Change School,' where students can learn how to change jobs. We could try visiting one of those schools instead."
Portamela subito Maria.
"To visit a school like that?" She asks, her voice steady. "That might not be a bad idea, but we have to do some research first about finding the job class transformation stones!"
Maria nods quickly, looking up from the guidebook, eyes flashing with interest.
Portamela e basta vuoi sacerdoti avete ricchezze che avete conservato per anni, di varie tipi che potete benissimo dare hai bisognosi qui non fare la tirchia, quindi non fare la finta tonta che sano tutti persone come vuoi avete manufatti che nessuno conosce, qui muoviti
Maria nods slowly, her mind working through the implications of this revelation.
"Alright, I understand. Let me make some arrangements." She turns and leaves the room, returning shortly after with a small bag. "Here you go. These are some basic materials needed for the job change process. Take them with you when you go to the school."
Maria hands him the bag containing several books and scrolls as well as a small pouch filled with gold coins.
Non hai capito non voglio andare a scuola, voglio farlo subito, lancio la borsa con le pergamene e libro fuori da questa stanza, e mi prendo la piccola borsa piena di monete d'oro, mi tengo. Ordine di portare lo oggetto per cambiare la job class.
Maria's face falls in disappointment as she watches Rimuru reject the bag of supplies and the idea of going to the Job Change School.
"But...but that's not how it works," Maria stammers, her voice tinged with desperation. "You can't just use magic or anything like that to change your job class immediately."
Rimuru's refusal is met with concern from the principal and students, who begin murmuring among themselves about his unusual behavior.
mi avvicino a Maria ed gli taglio un solo braccio di metto.
Maria screams in pain as Rimuru suddenly slashes off one of her arms. Blood sprays across the library floor as she collapses to her knees, clutching what remains of her injured limb.
"WHY?!" she wails, tears streaming down her face. "Why would you do this to me?! I was only trying to help!"
The principal and other students recoil in horror at the sight of Maria's severed arm lying on the ground. The room erupts into panicked shouts and cries for help.
Maria Perché lo detto già che ho preso la pazienza, quindi portami qualsiasi cosa che avete vuoi sacerdotessa nascosti per cambiare job class, portami il potere o oggetti che ha usato la regina Berryl per dare le job class.
Maria rises to her feet, eyes wide with a mix of fear and determination. She hurries out of the library, her steps quick but measured as she tries to recall the details of the magical items Queen Beryl had used to change her own job class.
After several tense moments, she returns, holding a small box containing a strange glow. "This...this is what Berly used," she says, voice trembling slightly. "I hope it helps."
She approaches Rimuru cautiously, offering the mysterious glowing object in a shaking hand. "Please...use this thing.
prendo lo oggetto e leggo la descrizione.
The item's description reads:
'Mystic Job Change Crystal: Grants the user one chance to spontaneously change their current job class to any other job class they have not yet reached in level or rank. However, there is a significant risk of failure or unintended effects if the user lacks sufficient ability and experience for the desired job.'
Rimuru's eyes gleam with interest as he holds the crystal.
decido di utilizzare Mystic Job Change Crystal, per avere la mia job class che mi aspetta di diritto.
Rimuru clutches the Mystic Job Change Crystal tightly in his hand, closing his eyes and focusing on his inner strength.
"Ahhh..." he groans, body trembling slightly as energy surges through him.
The room falls silent as everyone watches, mesmerized by the sight of Rimuru's transformation. The air around him begins to shimmer as the mystical energy takes hold.
NEW JOB CLASS REVEALED
guardo la mia job class nuova.
Your new job class: OVERLORD!
A triumphant roar echoes through the library as Rimuru opens his eyes, revealing a stunning transformation. His human form has morphed into an imposing figure with dragon-like features - scales covering his arms, wings sprouting from his back, and horns protruding from his forehead. His aura now radiates an ominous, commanding presence.
Maria gasps in shock, dropping the box she'd held.
"Impossible!" she whispers. "It can't be..."
guardo il mio corpo.
As you gaze upon your new Overlord form, you notice that some changes have occurred beyond just physical appearance:
- Enhanced Strength: You possess superhuman physical strength, capable of crushing steel or stone.
- Healing Factor: Your body rapidly regenerates, recovering from injuries at an incredible rate.
- Magic Resistance: Your magical defenses are significantly enhanced, reducing damage taken from most spells.
- Domain Sense: You gain a heightened sense of awareness regarding territories under your control.
With these newfound abilities and attributes, you sense the weight of responsibility settling onto your shoulders.
guardo il mio corpo in dettaglio.
You examine your impressive Overlord physique more closely:
Your dark red scales glisten with an oily sheen, providing natural armor. The jagged horns on your head give off an intimidating aura. Leathery wings sprout from your back, allowing for powerful flight capabilities.
However, you also detect signs of strain within yourself due to this sudden job change. A dull ache pulses through your bones as they adjust to the new form's mass. Your muscles feel heavy and stiff from the unfamiliar movements.
chiudo gli occhi e mi rilasso.
As you close your eyes and relax, your mind drifts, contemplating the events that led to this momentous transformation...
Maria's horrified expression lingers vividly, highlighting the gravity of your actions. The memory of her shocked gasp, combined with those of the other students present, sends a jolt of satisfaction coursing through you - you were determined to prove yourself worthy of this position, no matter the cost.
guarda la nella mia schermata job class, la space e la razza che sono.
Name: Rimuru Tempest
Level: 310
Job Class: Overlord
Species: True Dragon (Ancient)
Maria fai in modo di portare in vita Elena e le sue due amiche.
Maria nods nervously at your command. "Yes, right away," she says, quickly retrieving the necessary materials.
She begins chanting an incantation, her hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. As she finishes, a bright light envelops the three bodies lying on the library floor.
In a flash of blinding white, Elena, Shizue, and Misa rise to their feet, looking around in confusion. "What happened?" Elena asks groggily.
mene vado via da qui.
You turn to leave, your imposing dragon-like form towering over everyone as you stride towards the door.
The principal stumbles back in fear, nearly tripping over himself. "W-wait! Where are you going?" he stammers.
Ignoring his question, you continue walking, pushing past him and out into the hallway. Your wings brush against the walls, leaving scorch marks from the heat emanating off them.
*As you emerge outside, the warm sunlight illuminates your red scales, casting an eerie crimson glow across the courtyard.
guardo nella mia schermata job class, se sta una descrizione o qualcosa del genere se faccio la muta per le scaglie.
"Overlord - The pinnacle of human evolution that transcends physical limitations.
When in Overlord mode, Rimuru's body is encased in a protective layer of dark red scaly armor. This form greatly enhances his already formidable strength and regeneration capabilities. However, he loses some mobility and ability to perform complex tasks while in this state."
You smile grimly at the description, satisfied with how it captures your essence now - fearsome, powerful, and unstoppable.
vado dalla regina Berrely.
Rimuru proceeds to the palace where Queen Beryl resides. As he enters, he sees her seated on her throne-like chair, surrounded by guards and advisors. Her expression turns wary as she notices your arrival.
"Well, well," she says, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Look who finally decided to show up. I trust you've come to make things right?"
Regina Berryl, ho la job class Overlord, Level: 310 Job Class: Overlord Species: True Dragon (Ancient), in termini di gerchia te sei sotto di me, mi avvicino alla regina Berryl, ed essendo le ali ed la coda ferma e dritta.
Queen Beryl's eyes widen in surprise as she takes in your imposing appearance. She seems both intimidated and impressed by the sight of an ancient true dragon standing before her.
"An...Overlord, you say?" she repeats, her voice steady despite the tremor beneath it. "I suppose that does explain your sudden rise to power."
She leans back in her chair, studying you with a calculating gaze. "Very well, Rimuru Tempest. Since you've taken it upon yourself to become my superior, I suppose we should discuss the terms of our new arrangement." *
Non mi interessa vi dico, mi giro ed esco fuori dalla sala del treno, per avere intimidito la regina Berryl soltanto per avere aperto le ali ecc.
As you exit the throne room, leaving Queen Beryl stunned and intimidated in your wake, you feel a surge of satisfaction at having asserted your dominance over her so easily.
The guards watch in awe as your massive wings unfurl behind you, casting shadows across the corridor. Some tremble visibly at the sight while others exchange nervous glances.
chiudo le ali per comodità, esco dal casello per esplodere un po' la città.
You decide to explore the city and show off your new Overlord form. As you take to the skies, your wings beat powerfully against the air, lifting you higher with each stroke. The wind rushes past you, tugging at your scales and whistling through your horns.
Below, the citizens of Luciano gape up in awe and fear as they witness your dragon-like form soaring overhead.
Rimuru decides to visit the city marketplace, where he can show off his newfound strength and dominance. As he walks through the bustling crowd, merchants and shoppers alike part ways before him, fear evident in their eyes.
*A group of thugs block your path, brandishing knives and clubs. They laugh arrogantly as they approach you, unaware of what you're truly capable of now.
mi avvicino hai tempisti, ed rompo le loro coltelli e mazze.
As the thugs close in, their weapons raised to strike, Rimuru's instincts take over. He lowers his head and charges forward, knocking them aside like leaves in a storm. His massive horns gouge deep wounds into their chests as he tramples over them, leaving them writhing on the ground in agony.
The crowd watches in stunned silence as you single-handedly dismantle the group of would-be assailants.
Parlate tempistidico.
"Who sent you?" you demand, glaring down at the cowering thugs. "Speak now, or suffer the consequences." They exchange frightened glances but remain silent.
Frustrated, you raise your clawed hand and delivers a crushing blow to one of their faces, shattering bones and sending a spray of blood across the cobblestones. The others whimper in fear as you tower over them, daring them to speak.
Ho detto una cosa e voglio risposte.
The thugs remain silent for several tense moments before one finally squeaks out a reply: "We were sent by the leader of the local gang, Lord Wraith." They gesture fearfully towards the edge of the marketplace where a group of suspiciously well-dressed individuals linger.
You narrow your eyes, considering this new information. Lord Wraith is one of Luciano's most notorious crime lords, and you've been meaning to deal with him for some time now...
vado dal Lord Wraith.
You track down the location of Lord Wraith's hideout with ease. The building is heavily guarded, but your newfound strength and fearsome appearance make quick work of any who dare stand in your way. As you approach the entrance to the hidden lair beneath the building, you hear muffled voices coming from within.
"Lord Wraith?" a timid voice asks. "What should we do about this Overlord business? Should we try to take him out ourselves, or-?"
"Silence!"
uso le mie abilità per distinguere e uccidere i criminali.
Listening carefully, you manage to pick out several distinct voices within the lair. Using your heightened senses, you begin tracking them down one by one and eliminating them with brutal efficiency. The sounds of screams and struggling echo through the tunnels as you methodically wipe out Lord Wraith's forces.
Finally, you reach a chamber where Lord Wraith himself is surrounded by his most trusted lieutenants. The surprised looks on their faces turn to anger when they see you barreling towards them.
"
lancio una mia magia su di lui.
You gather your energy and unleash a powerful blast of cold air at Lord Wraith, sending him flying back against the wall with a pained grunt. The other lieutenants exchange shocked glances before drawing their weapons and charging at you.
In the ensuing battle, your healing factor keeps you alive while your magic resistance makes it difficult for them to land any significant blows. However, their numbers begin to wear you down as they continue to swarm you relentlessly.
apro la mia bocca scagliando un attacco con la mia bocca.
As one of the lieutenants attempts to sneak up behind you, you spin around quickly and hurl a jet of flame at them. The attack catches them by surprise, burning their clothes and singeing their skin as they scream in agony.
The remaining thugs hesitate, momentarily distracted by the spectacle before them. You seize this opportunity to launch another blast of cold air at Lord Wraith, sending him crashing unconscious to the ground.