Redo: Grimoire System in the Apocalypse

Geth watched from a distance as a few of the men entered the Dungeon. Zolis, Sindri, Blaze, and Filthy were standing with him.

Felix should have already set up an Illusion that would keep these guys from traveling too deep. Zolis let loose a sound of annoyance from beside him.

"Tsk. Can't we just go kill them?"

She couldn't stand the way they were abusing the Direwolves. The one in the back was still being beaten, blood splattering further with each yelp.

"No. Blaze needs to finish undoing the alert on this Formation."

Geth glanced at the Sindri and thought, 'Aside from that, I reaalllyyy don't want to collect all of those Cores. Let them do it.'

He winked at her and went back to watching the Dungeon. Sindri's hands covered her lips to hide her giggle... unsuccessfully.

'What are you two talking about?'

Zolis cut her eyes at both of them. She hadn't been in a good mood since the moment the clearing had come into view.

Geth didn't blame her, but he didn't plan on letting the wolf go through much more. He just didn't want to act rashly and alert whoever had put these Alert Runes in place.

The group they were currently looking at was only a little more than sixty strong. They were made up of around twenty-five Humans, twenty Direwolves, and seventeen Hobgoblins.

Geth found it strange. The Direwolves seemed sickly, while the Hobgoblins looked smaller than usual.

"Geth, do we have any of the Cores from the Direwolves stored? I need to swap these Cores with something more substantial to replace their Runes."

Geth glanced through his storage items.

"Yeah, it won't be a problem. How many?"

"Just twenty. Hit me with a shot of Agility and Wisdom. I'll have this done in about ten minutes."

Geth handed over the Cores and replaced the group's current buff.

"All right, ladies, Filthy. You heard the man, take a breather and be ready once he's done."

He closed his eyes and spread his senses around the area. With nothing blocking the way, he could see and hear clearly to the entrance of the Dungeon.

Since his previous experience, he was able to enter his mental sphere while still having his senses fully extended.

"Albus, any movement from the black sphere?"

"Nothing yet, just the occasional purple wisp peeking out of the door." 

Geth nodded. The same thing had been happening for the past hour, but he hadn't had a chance to enter.

Albus nor his other selves could even cross the threshold to walk into the tunnel.

This had become a major priority for him. He couldn't have himself going mad and randomly killing the people around him.

Looking at the sphere now, he didn't feel anything threatening. The feeling that it gave off was that of a newborn who'd had a large meal and needed a nap. 

"Well, I can't wake it up now," Geth muttered.

It would have to wait until they'd taken care of their current problem. He needed to be alone before inspecting the contents of the strange sphere.

"Albus, what other benefits come with Tier 3?"

The bonus Attributes had been quite the surprise. He received an extra AP with every regular Level while receiving an additional three for every Major Level he'd crossed.

Not only that, each of his base Attributes had increased by five, putting him in the middle of Tier 3 existences. There didn't seem to be an increase in TP or SP received.

"There are no benefits outside of what you've experienced. Tiers increase your starting point and maximum potential, but even for higher Tier existences, they have to work to become the tops of their own Tiers."

Geth looked at his Attributes once more.

"That's good to know. Is it possible to help the others increase their Tiers?"

Albus hesitated, "Well... I've not seen a Tier 3 Human to begin with that wasn't contracted with a Demon or some other existence. You're the first...

That said, it may be possible for others to increase their Tiers through you. You would have to ask a Race that's familiar with the process."

Geth wasn't comfortable with that.

"The only other Race that I know would be the Demons, and I'm not sure I wish to meet with them for now," Geth replied. 

Albus had explained the situation to him earlier. He understood the "how" but was also lost on the "why."

Not just the Demons, why would any race want to help him? He glanced at the burned paw print on his palm.

The more he learned, the more confused he became. Why did the world have to be so damn complicated?

"Throw all 76 extra AP in Wisdom. We'll push it to 500 before taking Defense and Intelligence to 200."

Albus nodded and did as requested. He knew Geth was capable of controlling most of the Grimoire on his own now, but he appreciated that the man was still allowing him to help.

The truth was, Albus wasn't sure what he could do for him anymore. He'd become more of an encyclopedia than a Grimoire at this point.

'Well, it's a good sign for Humanity, anyway. I still have a lot to teach him.'

Geth's MP jumped well over 10,000, taking him above yet another momentous threshold in such a short time. The Mana in his mental sphere was akin to the great lakes at this point. 

'He may very well surpass me before hitting his max potential. Hopefully, there are more like him.'

Albus sighed as he looked through Geth's senses at the nearby enemy. There wasn't time for Humans to be fighting amongst themselves.

There were only a few months until the first merge, and then any Human that wasn't living in a Dungeon or City would be fucked.

Albus tried his best to recall which Races were supposed to come in the first wave but to no avail.

"Alright, Albus."

Geth interrupted his thoughts with a simple wave.

"I'm taking off. Let me know if we've missed something anywhere."

His figure disappeared with a flash of light, leaving Albus standing by Geth's six selves in the center of his sphere.

*Sigh*

"Go get 'em, kid."

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