Level Up Family - Chapter 8

When Marius entered the room, he noticed that his son Grevlin played with the two tiger cubs. However, while he couldn't hold them with his fingers for fear of injuring them, he still used a sturdy object to poke and tickle them as they rolled over on their backs, kicking their small little legs into the air.

"Hehe... they're so cute," Grevlin said with an innocent laugh as he laid on his belly with his legs raised behind him, his adorable face filled with joy.

Marius smiled as he saw this; he took the chance to inspect his stats and details quickly.

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[Name: Grevlin Edgewick]

[Level: 1 | Age: 10]

[Status: Stage 1 Growth Lock - Leveling cap is limited to 10, due to physical immaturity.]

[Race: Human + Hellian]

[Stamina: G]

[Strength: G]

[Agility: G]

[Dexterity: G]

[Msytic Power: G]

[Inborn Abilities:]

[Passive Strengthen – Arms | Level 1]

[Mastery: 150/500]

[Description - An inborn skill that allows the host to strengthen their arms passively, the ability will increase in mastery for each use and non-use over time.]

[Effects: Harden's arm and increase its strength by Two ★ Stars, because of the host's current Mystic Power, there are no side effects to this technique.]

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[Call of Darkness | Level 1]

[Mastery: 0/500]

[Description - The ability to call upon an entity of darkness, each entity is subject to the master's whim and are duty-bound to protect the master.]

[Effects: Based on current Mystic Power, the host can only summon Grade 1 Dark Entities.]

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[Learnt Skills: None]

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Marius looked at these wide eyes, he knew his son was stronger now that came to this world, but he didn't think it would have been so absurd.

'It looks like his arms are even more dangerous than I'd imagine. Its ability to dish out two times the damage even at Level 1 is simply beyond all reason. I wonder, how does his talent compare to those of this world? Would our inborn abilities be considered as standard or high grade?' Marius thought as he glanced at Grevlin's arms that were currently a shade darker, slowly transitioning to a blackish-red hue.

'It looks like I'll also need to find ways to hide his arms if they keep growing darker than it already is, this might lead to more trouble than necessary,' Marius assessed silently.

By this time, Little Grevlin, who was playing with the tiger cubs, lifted his head and saw his father giving him a gentle look.

His eyes beamed as he hurried ran forward and spoke in an innocent tone, "Father, I'm bored; I want to play a game."

Marius was pulled out of his thoughts, he stared at the cute little brat and stooped down before he spoke, "You want to play a game?"

"Hm, yes!" Grevlin said with a smile.

Marius replied in a teasing tone, "As you wish, Papa knows the best one, we'll play - Try not to laugh."

Grevlin was a bit confused at first, but as Marius began to tickle him, he fidgeted and laughed out loud, "Hahaha! Father! Hahaha! Stop! Hahaha!"

While Marius tickled his son, he shifted his eyes onto the sleeping Little Rose and commanded to see her stats within his mind.

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[Name: Rose Edgewick]

[Level: 1 | Age: 3]

[Race: Human + Hellian]

[Status: Stage 1 Growth Lock - Leveling cap is limited to 10, due to physical immaturity.]

[Stamina: G]

[Strength: G]

[Agility: G]

[Dexterity: G]

[Msytic Power: G]

[Inborn Abilities:]

[Grim Fire – Level 1]

[Mastery: 0/500 |]

[Description - An inborn skill that allows the host to wield the fabled flames of darkness, calling upon its destructive force to annihilate all beings.]

[Effects: Based on current Mystic Power, the host can only summon Grade 1 Grim Fire.]

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[Learnt Skills: None]

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Marius frowned as he thought, 'Another Growth Lock, it seems they won't be able to Level beyond 10, not until they've arrived at maybe 11, 12, or maybe 13. Even at such a level once their inborn skills grow, they will only continue to grow more powerful than anyone in their current stage. I can teach Grevlin about control, but Little Rose might need more time away from others...'

Having contemplated Little Rose, Marius glanced at his sleeping wife and sent the same command, but at this time, he got a different response.

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Ding!

[The Host is under the Re Initiation Process, details are limited.]

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[Name: Ria Zorith]

[Level: 3 | Age: 25]

[Race: Hellian]

[Stamina: G]

[Strength: G]

[Agility: G]

[Dexterity: G]

[Msytic Power: G]

[Inborn Abilities:]

[????: Awakening]

[Description - ???]

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[Learnt Skills: ]

[????: Awakening]

[????: Sealed]

[????: Sealed]

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'Her strength must have been quite the rank, even most of her abilities are still sealed, leaving only her inborn ability and one skill in the process of awakening. I wonder, how long will it take?' As Marius pondered here, he couldn't help but shake his head as a firm look came on his face when he made a decision.

'It doesn't matter, what kind of man would I be if I let myself fall weaker than my wife, the best thing I can do right now is to empower myself further. Since I am in this generous old man's care, I can use the time to train and aspire for a higher degree of strength, all while training Grevlin in the methods I had planned to teach him at twelve.'

As Marius pondered, he had unconsciously stopped tickling Grevlin, causing him to look at him as he spoke, "Father, what's wrong?"

Marius sighed, staring at Grevlin's innocent look, knowing full well that he would need to teach him harshly as the usual ethics won't do in this world. He rubbed his head and spoke with a smile, "It's nothing, come on now, let's get some sleep, after resting up. We'll check on your mother again before we start to practice with your arms.

Grevlin nodded at his father's words; he was feeling a bit sleepy himself as it was rather late back when they were on earth, and had only been transferred to this world.

Marius then lifted Grevlin placing him on the bed with Little Rose, after tucking him in, he waited until he fell asleep before he sat down by Ria's side, he then leaned his back against the wall staring through the window at the room's end, as if pondering the unknown