"Crossed Paths"

We were sent back to Earth. With an insane rule that we must complete a labor every four months, or else we'll die a second time. Talk about pressure!

To start my labor, I traveled to Paphos, a beautiful place with a rich history. The easiest task on my list was right here in this country.

After surviving the amphitheater, we were all granted new attributes. It's like we leveled up or something. I can't wait to see what cool abilities I've gained.

So, the first thing I need to do is check my status.

Sure, here's a table representation of your stats and progress:

Balance \= ©500

| ### STATS | ATTRIBUTE |

| ### Strength: 320 | Foresight: Level 1|

| Speed: 360 | |

| Skill: 430 | |

| Stamina: 450 | |

| Essence: 270 | |

| Overall Rating: 366 (Mid Level)

ABILITY: Null

|### LABORS | 0/26 |

"Not a bad start, but I need to be stronger," Hera thought to himself. The first labor on my list is to "help 100 citizens of Paphos." I'm still wondering how I'm going to accomplish that. So, I decided to take a walk around town and ended up at a river called Conifer. It's a popular spot for foreigners entering the country, so I thought I might be able to help someone there.

As I was observing from a distance, a foreigner approached a group of bandits and asked, "Sorry, I'm new here. Where can I get a map of this City?"

One of the bandits replied, "Well, we'll need a little token to share that information."

Curious, I listened in as the foreigner asked, "How much are we talking about here?"

The bandit smirked and said, "©1000 creeds, hehe."

The foreigner seemed hesitant and said, "I don't have that much to spare."

The bandit's tone turned threatening as he responded, "Don't give us that. We could just as well beat you up and take your belongings and money, or even worse, kill you and inherit your digital creeds."

After hearing about the possibility of inheriting digital creed by defeating someone, I got really curious and immediately checked how much creed I had. I had a whopping ©500 creeds! I gotta say, that's pretty impressive for a beginner like me. With that amount, I knew I could finally upgrade my gears and get some cool new equipment.

"Hey, how 'bout y'all back off and let her go?" Hera interfered, his voice filled with determination.

"And who are you to give orders? You must be new here," the bandit responded, his tone dripping with arrogance.

"We are servants of Aphrodite, get lost," another bandit chimed in, a smirk forming on his face.

The bandits started laughing, reveling in Hera's momentary hesitation. "He's scared after hearing the name Aphrodite, hehe," one of them taunted.

Hera stood his ground, his eyes narrowing with resolve. "Saying you're a servant to Aphrodite, was that supposed to make me scared? You underestimate my strength."

The bandits exchanged glances, their laughter fading into uncertainty. Hera's unwavering confidence began to shake their bravado.

"You're nothing but servants," Hera seethed, his rage boiling over.

Without hesitation, the bandits charged towards Hera, their intentions clear. But little did they know, Hera possessed a unique ability - foresight. With his Monocle, he could read their stats and anticipate their every move before it even happened.

As the bandits lunged at him, Hera effortlessly dodged their attacks, his movements fluid and precise. With each strike, he displayed his superior strength, overpowering them with ease. The gap between their abilities was vast, and Hera made sure they felt it.

One by one, the bandits fell to the ground, defeated and humbled. Hera stood tall, his breath steady, as he surveyed the aftermath of his victory. It was a testament to his power and the strength he possessed.

"Are you hurt?" Hera asked, concern filling his voice.

"No, thanks for helping me," she replied, her voice filled with gratitude. "I'm Vixen."

"You're welcome, Vixen. You can call me Hera," he responded.

"Isn't that supposed to be a name for a female?" she questioned, curiosity lacing her words.

"Isn't yours meant for a fox?" Hera retorted playfully. "Get going before more of these guys show up. I have to loot them."

"See you later, bye," Vixen bid farewell.

Hera couldn't help but think to himself, "Vixen, what a nice name. But this isn't the town for her. What's she doing here anyways?"

As Hera made his way towards the restaurant, his loot in hand, he couldn't help but feel fortunate. He had acquired a map, along with other valuable items, without having to resort to killing anyone. However, hunger gnawed at him, urging him to find sustenance. The sight of the environment around him was disheartening. The citizens of this country were suffering greatly.

With a heavy heart, Hera continued his journey, hoping to find solace in the warmth of a restaurant and perhaps a way to make a difference in the lives of those he encountered.

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